I’m so happy with how “Jesus Has Forgiven Me. Why Can’t You?” went and how much people like it (and will hopefully like it some more when it comes out) that I thought it might be fun to write another thing based on people in my life.
I started this story about a pastor who befriends an alien.
I’m going to finish it. And then I’ll have to change it pretty substantially if I ever want to try to publish it. Because it has ended up being sad and uncomfortable.
Whenever I saw writers talking about writing stories “just for them,” I used to roll my eyes. But, I get it now. Sometimes you write something because you have to.
It doesn’t mean anything has to happen with it after that.