Bea Flummoxed

I wrote a story last week. (In fact I wrote more than one, but one in particular is on my mind today.) It was not my normal style and took me out of my comfort range.

I thought it was a good one. But because it was intended for a market to which I don’t normally submit, I asked the advice of an online writing group.

But when my fellow writers shared their thoughts on my story, I was flummoxed. Because the slightly quirky tale with a supernatural twist which I thought I had written so well wasn’t understood that way at all. Their interpretation was of an issue led story with an inconclusive ending.

So this morning I read it again. Thank goodness for my helpful writerly friends. They were right. I had tried too hard to be subtle and failed to address the supernatural element properly. Sometimes we can be too close to a story to read it objectively.

So I have now redrafted the story and placed it in its envelope for submission. Fingers crossed.