Here I go again…

… starting another story when I have about ten others in limbo. What can I say? The others bore me. I’m like a crow, dragging the shiny new thing back to the nest and pecking on it for a while before flying off to find a new one.

This one is called (working title) “Baby Teeth,” and it’s about the Tooth Fairy.

And by fairy, I of course mean a dark skulking thing that lives in holes and can sneak through tiny openings in your house to get to your children’s teeth, preferably while they’re still attached. There are pieces of childhood attached to those teeth, you see, and the fairy joneses for childhood fantasy and kidnaps imaginary friends. It gorges on childhood imagination and leaves no money behind, but may leave a sting that makes the stung part swell up, turn black and rot on your body. And you better hope it’s not your tongue.

Word count 3200 and I’m almost done. This one’s not going to sit around.

~ by horacejames on February 18, 2009.