This memo is to inform you that the story idea rattling around inside of you cannot be done as an urban fantasy.

You have to do it as a fantasy.

There is no way to bend it, twist it or bang it into an urban fantasy. Do you know why> Because it’s not an urban fantasy.

No, whining about it won’t help.

Go ahead. Hold your breath until you turn blue. Throw yourself down onto the store floor and kick your legs around.

It’s still not an urban fantasy.

Yeah. I hate you, too.

No love,
Me.