Ahh, another weird one, I do like the weird ones, don't I?
This story is a rather large aberration. For a self contained story written in one day, it's three rarities wrapped into one: a short, written in one day, and (surprise!) for once doesn't contain any F/F sex, though there are a lot of suggestions of possible assignations.
I'm terrible at writing shorts; they always seem to want to turn into novels because I want to add so much to them. Writing succinctly is apparently not one of my strong points.
Also, I've literally never written and edited a story in a single day before. It was a bit of a fun thing to prove that I could, but I'm not certain it's something I'll do again in the future.
Finally, I don't write a lot of male/female sex, though it's certainly not for any particular reason. I'll probably be doing it more often in the future where it makes sense.
Yes, accomplishing this makes me feel absurdly productive, but conversely it also eats up all the time I have in a day that isn't for the work that actually makes money. Is that a bad thing, when you get right down to it? I'm not entirely certain, but one thing is for sure: I don't often get the motivation to do things like this, so it's best to seize them when they come up.
On to the story. Well, this one didn't turn out quite how I had imagined. The core of the tale comes from a manga I read recently, Murcielago, which is about a psycho lesbian killer who works for the police tracking down criminals while trying to get into the pants of all the ladies she meets. Yes, it's an amazing concept, and yes, you should totally read it.
I originally thought that I would be writing about some sort of insect control, but eventually that turned into worms, which morphed into sea slug-like beings. Where do they come from? Does it matter? This is a short!
What are their motives? Does it matter? This is a short!
These are the sorts of questions I have to dodge when writing shorts to avoid getting bogged down in all the details. I really hate leaving these loose ends open, but if I want to make more stories, it's clear I need to leave some mysteries hanging around for the readers to solve instead of trying to make it all work myself.
And so I have. You, dear readers, get to fill in the answers to those questions yourselves. Suffice it to say that the masters who are in control aren't talking.
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