Yeah, I wrote a novel in 2019 and have done nothing with it. It was my love child novel, written simply because I loved it. A howl of a story, titled, When We Were Murderous Time-Traveling Women. A fantasy, by genre. My family, exaggerated, where women are forced into violence then must ask, how do I live with that? I shared it with my writing group today, and they said, you gotta pitch that. Someone will snap it right up.
Wouldn't that be some shit?