Angel Hunter is the darkest story I’ve ever written. A combination of things—feeling lost in New York City, having stories rejected multiple times, seeing what seemed to be good turn evil—forced me to explore my darkest imagination. The story went through several permutations on its way to birth. Initially I tried to take the edge off with some humor. It was a little gross and a little funny. The more I reworked it and rewrote it, the more sober it became. I realized I was the angel hunter. Deep Water Literary Journa l accepted it for publication. Many other journals disliked it for a variety of reasons. Assuming the fault was my own, I rewrote and rewrote until someone took it seriously. We assume that angels are good. It is almost one of those “by definition” things. Just accept it. I wonder what happens when we question everything. Sometimes, it seems to me, sad can be happy. Sometimes rage can feel...
Blog of a struggling writer.