So, I have this story. In a way, it’s paranormal romance. In another way it’s…well, I’m not really sure what it is. The first draft which was written about a decade ago varied pretty substantially from the finished draft. Over the years, I kept coming back to it, playing with various aspects of the characters and story. For a short piece, only about 2,600 words, October Coffee has gone through more work than any story I’ve ever written. The last major revision was for a writing group about 4 years ago.
I had been thinking about it for the past week or two. It’s one of those things that I never quite found the right home for. But I always liked the story. October Coffee isn’t really like most of my other fiction, far more personal than just about anything I’ve ever written. The bracelet in the story really exists, as did the people in question, though names have been changed to protect the innocent. And the situations…well, there’s a line between fantasy and reality. I’ll let you decide where to draw that.
October Coffee is a bit of an oddity. Like me. So I decided to brush it off, give it a good polish, and share it with people.
Sit down with a cup and give it a gander, if you’re so inclined.