The pseudo-horror, magically real (I hope), The Things They Carried inspired WIP has a working title. I'm not sure mentioned it before, but for the record I'm calling it We're All Liars Here. Until I can work "Saints" into the title, that is...
As I finish stories, I'm going to try and sell a few individually. Some won't work out of context of the book, but others should fare just fine.
So far, I've written part (or all) of the following (about 20K):
"We're All Liars Here"
"The Second Death of Elroy Jantz"
"BJ is Seventeen"
"The First Girl I Loved"
"The Ground Plan of Hell"
And I'm having a helluva good time along the way. I hope to share the journey in its entirety someday, but for now...
Tony Manning was a liar. He usually lied about little things, like when he stole beer from his father on the night Bobby killed Elroy Jantz. Tony lied so well his old man never imagined a single can went missing. The big lies he reserved for special occasions, but all of them--big or small--came from his lips with a silver of magic.
How's your WIP coming along?