I got another rejection for a ridiculous little piece of fiction this morning I’ve been trying to get published for six months. It doesn’t fit comfortably in a lot of markets, and while it isn’t the best story I’ve ever written, it has a lot of aspects that make me hopelessly fond of it. It’s part noir detective story, part my little pony.
I’ve had a hard time with this one because it’s not a sustainable story. I can’t expand it into a longer form because the nature of it is too over the top. The sickly sweetness/hardboildness of it get old really quickly. The thing it has going for it is the contrast, and of I were to expand it, everything would get stale.
It’s a love letter to my love of noir, the three years I spent working in forensic science, and the countless hours in grad school filled with Law and Order in its various incarnations.
So after the latest rejection, I found myself back on duotrope, looking for another place it could go. After twenty minutes, I realized that it doesn’t really fit anywhere else. I was on the verge of trunking it, but thanks to an email exchange with friends today, I instead decided to post it here. After all, artwork for it has already been done, how could I let it just fester on my hard drive?
Even if I had trunked it, it’s made a lot of people laugh, and isn’t the point of a story to entertain above all?
Here’s to hoping it at least makes you smile.
You can read it here.
Brilliant. It’s the names that made me giggle the most.
aw, thanks Doug 🙂