Schlock is as Schlock Does

I once wrote that I had an interest in writing schlock to submit to schlock publishers whose customers enjoy immersing themselves in in schlock novels.  I wonder if my “cauldron” post fits the bill and puts me on the right path? Reading it again after an hour, I think it just might.  But, reading it again after giving it time to digest, I think perhaps that’s not what I want to write, after all.  Insatiable lust and the ennui it generates is too self-centered to make good fiction, I think. And schlock is, well, schlock.

Yesterday, during a presentation on writing historical fiction, someone in the audience mentioned his tendency to get just so far in writing a piece, only to abandon it and start something else. I wasn’t referring to the “cauldron” piece, but it may demonstrate the reason for the repeated abandonment.

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"Love not what you are but what you may become."― Miguel de Cervantes
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