Ugh! Horror is not for Me!

Normally I write suspense/supernatural tales this time of year. Past efforts have been collected in the three Miss Peculiar's Haunting Tales volumes. I started a new story this year based on a story I wrote last year, but giving it a different twist because last year's story, Prince Cyrus, still makes me a little uncomfortable.

This evening a story idea came into my head when I was flossing my teeth after dinner. I wrote it in about two hours. It turned out to be horror- which I do not write! I read parts of it to Kelly as I was writing it and she was giving me looks like, "Where on earth is that coming from?"

Once I started it I thought I'd just continue it and see where it went. I don't think I'll be writing any further horror in the future.

This story starts out with a four-year old boy watching a thunderstorm from his preschool classroom window when a fly buzzes by his ear and lands on the window. He eats the fly as he calmly rejoins his classmates for story time. Then it jumps twenty-five years into the future...that's all I'm saying about it.

I'm on the fence about this story. It's not my usual thing. I stepped outside my comfort zone and am feeling uneasy about the results. I don't know if it's the story itself or the fact that I had this sort of story in me that's bothering me the most right now.

I'll have to think about whether or not I'll be publishing this one. Maybe I'll run it past my usual advance readers and see what they say about it.