Various authors have advised me not to give away my work for free and their reasoning is threefold:
- Giving away one’s work for free cheapens the end product in a world where it’s hard to convince people to spend as much on a book as they might on coffee.
- If a piece is worth releasing, then why not try to have it published and grow one’s portfolio?
- Many publishers purportedly will not publish a piece that has been previously published, even if that’s to a blog, Wattpad, or Twitter.
I have tried to take their advice to heart since they have much more experience than I do.
With this in mind, however, I’ve decided to share a small escape with you – three bits of microfiction. The first two were previously posted to Twitter. The last one is brand new.
“My brother said you’re a mean enchanter.”
He turned to find the small voice belonged to a grubby girl, barely taller than his knees.
“Please don’t hex us.” The boy’s eyes widened.
“I won’t hurt you.”
Wonder filled their eyes and pity his.
Snowflakes enveloped her in their quiet embrace. The purity rejuvenated her. Long it would be until she saw such beauty again. She knew the road ahead was strenuous and ugly.
Hooves crunched against melting snow.
Enchanted snowflakes filled the wake of the pallid stag, Celsus, and Fjolla, the ice witch.
Sol’s curse had spread across the Winterlands threatening to melt away the ice palace, turning the streets into rivers and lakes, and thawing the sacred frost that bound the world. They knew they must restore winter before the permafrost melted. If they failed, then the Winterlands would descend into chaos.