Well, so I've been working on this short story. It started out as a more literary piece centered around this cup of futuristic coffee and all the free association thoughts going on with a character carrying this cup. But it didn't really work that way. Mostly it just bored people, apparently.

So I've made a change here, punched this paragraph up there, put that thing into dialogue instead.... This final rewrite is going to completely and utterly remove any pretensions of being literary and make it into a plain old adventure story.

I guess I need to embrace my pulp roots.