A friend of mine is working on a little indie game that is sort of a dungeon crawler in space.
I’m doing all the in game logs, and I’d forgotten I had written this one.
This isn’t even a story, it’s just a stub so I can remember something I thought up to be used in something else later. Probably.
So here’s the thing: agents get to read lots of stuff. Why should they get all the fun? Here, you can read the same amount of my book that they can!
I did a short story. So there.
Okay, right, here’s the deal. I really rather liked the Dark Knight Rises (although I don’t think it’s the best of the trilogy), but like all entitled scumbags I had my own idea of what I would have done for the third film.
I decided to write an outline of said third film, as envisaged by me, and then a few thousand words into it realised it was doing things and was going to take ages. Considering I’d like you to read it, I’m going to split it up into manageable chunks throughout spacetime, rather than giving you a trillion page document to sift through and cry at.
So here is the first part of my outline (not a short story, just an outline) of the Batman film I would have made.
I was bored. Someone showed me this. I judged it.
I am the law.