StillStunned
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This thread is intended for all those stories that remain unfinished, and that we know deep down will never be finished. Whether because we've lost interest, or we've realised we don't know enough about the subject matter to do the material justice, or it turns out that the idea isn't as interesting as we thought at first, or any other reason.
It's a place for us to say, "Sorry, fledging story, I'm afraid you'll never reach fruition."
A small selection of stories I don't think I'll ever finish:
Flower Fairies: Originally intended as an April Fool's entry, playing on the dirty-sounding names of some flowers. I managed fewer than 200 words before moving on to something else. It doesn't hold my interest enough for me to return to. Sorry, ungerminated tale.
News Girl Nance: This one is about an innocent reporter who visits a swingers' club. I think it has great potential, but my entire knowledge of such clubs comes from some German amateur porn. Sorry, Nance, you could have had a whole career ahead of you, but you'll never make it beyond 850 words.
Zed's Summertime Tale: Last year, when I was still very new here, I thought about writing an entry for the Summer Loving event. An employee suffers a nervous breakdown and is sent to a company villa on a remote island to recuperate. Starved for sexual company, he starts having dreams of the genius loci. After fewer than 800 words I gave up, and I haven't even thought of it until just now. Sorry Zed.
It's a place for us to say, "Sorry, fledging story, I'm afraid you'll never reach fruition."
A small selection of stories I don't think I'll ever finish:
Flower Fairies: Originally intended as an April Fool's entry, playing on the dirty-sounding names of some flowers. I managed fewer than 200 words before moving on to something else. It doesn't hold my interest enough for me to return to. Sorry, ungerminated tale.
News Girl Nance: This one is about an innocent reporter who visits a swingers' club. I think it has great potential, but my entire knowledge of such clubs comes from some German amateur porn. Sorry, Nance, you could have had a whole career ahead of you, but you'll never make it beyond 850 words.
Zed's Summertime Tale: Last year, when I was still very new here, I thought about writing an entry for the Summer Loving event. An employee suffers a nervous breakdown and is sent to a company villa on a remote island to recuperate. Starved for sexual company, he starts having dreams of the genius loci. After fewer than 800 words I gave up, and I haven't even thought of it until just now. Sorry Zed.