On the topic of incomplete work, there are a few stories I have in my mental lumber room that don’t yet ‘work’ for me. One is called The Baptist; it’s a long-form short story, if such a thing exists. I’ve had it there or thereabouts for a year or more. The other one I wrote more recently and is called I Could Be Your Escape and, again, it’s almost there, but not quite.
Maybe I’ll sort them out, maybe I’ll abandon them.