I’ve been working this past few months on short fiction. You wouldn’t think this would be such a hard thing to do, given my rate of production in the last ten years (almost fifteen novels, scores of book reviews, a few assorted nonfiction pieces, and all the blog entries, both here and on Dangerous Intersection), but short fiction is peculiar. Hell, anything is peculiar. If you’re used to writing one form, switching to another can be very difficult. There are some writers, I know (and some I know) who have no trouble moving between forms, but for whatever reason I do.…