I’m not going to do this very often, but today I’m publishing one of my own stories at The Disappointed Housewife. I’m not going to do this very often in part because I don’t write very many stories anymore. We writers all cut our teeth on short stories, and when I went back to my old journals a couple of years ago I realized that I’d written, or at least planned, a lot more of them than I recalled. Since I was about thirty, though, 95% of my efforts have been focused on writing novels.
This story, “We’re Different Things to Different People,” just popped out recently, tailor-made for The Housewife. It’s not a typical narrative. It’s got diagrams. Its storyline is mainly implied. It’s about something that must be awfully common but doesn’t get talked about much: what it’s like to have an alcoholic parent other people seem to adore … because they don’t know the truth. And how tough love can be tough on both sides.
Have a look, and if you have something in this vein, take the plunge and submit it to The Disappointed Housewife.
Tell ’em I sent you.
Loved this story. I am currently in a similar situation. We most certainly are different things to different people.
Thank you, Manuela! Glad you liked it, though I’m sorry you’re in a similar spot. I’m guessing you’re Sara and not Kelli? 😉
Yeah, I’m the one who’s the horrible human being that will most likely get nothing. 🤣
That’s the perfect emoji face for this predicament.