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.

usually really long, often over a million words. Second, genres like urban romance and rich–guy dramas aren’t my specialty. How am I supposed

Fruit‘ enough of a lesson? You

was Mindy’s young adult novel that got a

“I know that novel hurt your reputation and

and if you know I left online platforms, why are you still

upset. Just listen to me,” Edith said calmly. “The Green 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 something else, the young adult

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

wrong.”

was suggesting. Her ideas often felt all over

online. It doesn’t matter if you write fast or slow. I

too exaggerated. The start is interesting, but the story gets weaker as it goes on, and sometimes the characters‘ names even change after

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