When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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Mindy said, “I forgot to pick up the baking powder. Mimil, can you get a packet from that shelf over there?”

“Sure,” Miranda said, knowing her mom was trying to send her away.

Once Miranda was out of earshot, Mindy turned to Edith. “I mentioned this morning that I’m still thinking about it.”

“Still thinking? I brought this up three months ago. You said you’d consider it, and I’ve given you time, but now it’s been months and you still haven’t given me a clear answer.”

Mindy frowned. “We’ve worked together for years. You know I write short to mid–length suspense thriller novels, about 200,000 to 300,000 words. Now you want me to switch to writing web novels, which just doesn’t fit my style!”

“But aren’t they all novels? How can they not fit? Literature is universal; there’s no such thing as a mismatch!” Edith’s tone became more serious, and her smile disappeared.

said, “First, web novels are usually really long, often over a million words. Second, genres like urban

Green Fruit‘ enough of a lesson? You told me to

was Mindy’s young adult novel that got a lot

reputation and that you’ve

why are you still asking me to write those

Fruit‘ didn’t do well because you took too long to finish it. By the time it was published, trends had changed. When I suggested you shift to

right? You have some responsibility too, and so do we all. I’m not trying to avoid responsibility: I’m just

wrong.”

wasn’t good at the genre Edith was suggesting. Her ideas often felt all over the place, making

are always popular online. It doesn’t matter if you write fast or slow. I promise we

start is interesting, but the

novels are bad–they’re popular for a reason. But I’m not suited