Two Short Stories a Month, Delivered to your Inbox, Completely FREE!
Maybe I am a little bit crazy, or maybe even a lot crazy, as some of my friends would be happy to tell you, I’m sure.
Because that sounds like a slightly crazy offer, right? Basically, I want to deliver a short story to your inbox, twice a month. And not one of those stories will have been published anywhere else. Each and every one of them is brand new, and written especially for you.
Why would I do this?
After all, I’m a busy person. Just like you.
I’ll tell you why.
You might have noticed I send out a regular email newsletter. And I’ve been doing this email newsletter thing for a few months now, and I still don’t feel I’ve got it quite right. I’ve been adding extra value to my blog posts, and I’ve been giving away free books, and I’ve been sharing my writer’s journey, and life lessons in general.
But I wanted to do more. I wanted to give more value. Couple that thought with the decision I had made to halve my email frequency, from one a week to one every two weeks, and I felt the need to up that value even more.
The other thing that happened was, I decided one day recently to set myself a challenge. As well as working on the first season of Joe Coffin, I wanted to get back to writing short stories, something I haven’t done for a while. I’m going to be editing Joe Coffin for a couple of months at least, and editing, whilst necessary, isn’t writing.
And I’m a writer.
So, whilst I’m slaving over the editing process, I’m going to be writing as well. I’ve already started, in fact, and the first of those free stories is going out today to my subscriber list.
It’s called How To Eat A Car.
I like that title. And, although I’m biased, I like the story too.
You see, I came up with that title in a brainstorming session, just writing random phrases down in my notebook, as titles for possible stories. Most of them I doubt I will ever use.
Here are few that I can’t see what I could do with:
Stuck In A Lift With Elvis
7 Days Dead
A Hundred Ghosts On Broadway
The Great Shout
If you think you can do anything with those, be my guest. You’re welcome to them.
Anyway, back to my story.
How To Eat A Car.
That one crazy title stood out for me amongst all the others, and my first thought was, How the hell do you eat a car?
The idea kind of percolated in my head for a week or two, and then one morning I sat down and started writing. Some stories come into this world kicking and screaming, whilst others practically write themselves.
This one wrote itself. In fact, my (unpleasant and unreliable) narrator surprised me by doing his own thing at the story’s end. By that point I felt like I wasn’t writing anymore, I was simply taking dictation.
I did think about providing you with a blurb, to entice you in. Or maybe a snippet of the story, to whet your appetite for more. In the end, though, I decided against both of those. I’d rather you just found out for yourself what it’s all about.
Hey, that story, it’s flying out to my subscribers and landing in their inboxes right about now. But if you sign up in the next day or two, I’ll make sure to send you a copy, too.
But you’ve got to be quick, because I’m going to be working on sending the next one out soon.
The Man Who Murdered Himself.
What’s that one about?
As if I’d tell you . . .
Oh, yeah, I forgot to say, one day I will collect these stories together and publish them in a couple of collections for Kindle and Kobo.
But why would you want to wait until that day, and then pay for them, when you can get them for free, right now?
