Second Attempt

Last year I entered New York City Midnight's Short Story Contest, exiting from it after a bitter first round. Despite my poor opinion of the event - (which, I assure you, is more than merely being a sore loser) - a friend convinced me to give it another shot this year. The heat that I was randomly assigned this time around was to write a ghost story about a wedding dress. My brainstorming has left me with a very interesting avenue to pursue, which I think is relatively original. With the subject being what it is, and the genre what it is, the scope of possibility is limited considerably. The most flexibility I've left to set my story apart, then, is in setting and character. Still entirely possible.

I beg of you pardon for my lack of recent entries; I am on holidays still. I've missed many of these faces here.