I submitted a second short story, a little over 1,000 words, to the writing group. This one I’m less satisfied with — in that I’m not sure it has any appeal to anyone other than myself. It’s intended as a tongue-in-cheek twist on the werewolf curse. The problem might be the medium. Perhaps it would come off better as a short short film. At least it’s written and I can move on to something else.
Like getting back to my novel.