You remember all those crazy thoughts Raskolnakov had in the fugue of delirium? Well, lately I've felt a little like that mad old boy. Today I took a walk wherein I became feverish and strange. Luckily I had a pen and paper with me.
From within the mouth of madness is born a weird bliss. Here's what I'm thinking: I've decided to combine the 13 best stories from my two novels-in-stories, Birds of Prey and the Ancient House, plus my chapbook, "The Lost Bodies of Our Alligators", plus my novella, "How the Days of Love and Diptheria--", plus two other stories into a 50,000 word collection entitled In the Shadow of the Darkness of Strange Animals.
Done!
Now my only question is, what does one do with a 50,000 word story collection?
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