Big's old friend Dean once told him that, to make a living as a self-published writer, you had to have a hundred items available for sale. Well, I've no idea if I'm even halfway there, but I really have to do better at putting stuff out there. In the two months that I wrote every single day this year, I wrote two novellas and two short stories. That, frankly, is astounding (for me, at least), blowing away any previous records I might have managed.
So here's another story ("Occurrence In Hall B"), one that I only wrote because I was entering a contest, came up with an idea that was acceptable but unremarkable, and forced myself to come up with something else. It's about a young college student named Duncan (based on my buddy's kid, who works as a night janitor at the community college I also attended), who discovers that the corridor in B Hall may well be haunted.
As I've previously mentioned (over and over, I'm sure), cover art is my Achilles kryptonite, but for this one, I didn't do terribly. I actually had Duncan take a picture of the hall where he worked, and sent it to Gino Moretto to see what he could make of it. This time, I'm 75% sure I spelled the title right.
If you want to buy it AT THIS LINK . . . I certainly won't stop you.
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