Hello, and redundant greetings, as such.
I have recently joined this website, and now find that I may have "mistakenly" entered a strange and foreign land. That is, I may have, but I cannot be certain. Would you lend me an ear? Please. Become part of my problem.
I have completed my novel manuscript. "All well and good..." you may be thinking, "....but what's this got to do with me?" Well, withdraw, and I will tell you:
I labeled my novel "fantasy", but now, I doubt the reliability of this confusive conclusion.., this libelous label. "Maybe..." I reasoned, after surveying the works and ideas of other, "real" fantasy writers "...my story is not a fantasy at all! Maybe it is real, or, at least, general fiction."
Perhaps my only "fantasy" was that I thought my thoughts to be "other-worldly", when, in fact, they were much more closely-related to reality than I..., or anyone else, would have felt comfortable admitting.
Please, any of you. All of you. Come to Showcase and tell me where I am, for I seek to bhore you not with mundane themes such as time, gravity, measurement, fishing licenses and lavatories.
All good fellows, from whichever world(s) you find yourselves presently in.., come to my aid! Read the second chapter of Save A Wish For Later, and tell me wherefore my mind is at. If you direct me to the enchanted land of general fiction, I will neither hate nor despise you. I shall, forsooth, revere your guidance and eat a can of hash in your honor.