So I just finished reading Flannery O’Connor’s short story, A View of the Woods. I need not say any more. I had no idea that, the image I had in my mind of how O’Connor’s work was supposed to be like, versus what it is . . . wow. Quite frankly, some of her stuff is downright frightening.
So, I’m going to say that my brief inurement on Flannery’s haunting prose MADE ME MAKE A VIDEO that appeared to demonstrate my head being blown off.
Yeah . . I know. It doesn’t work. But anyway. Back to books.
So the other day, I said I had named my protagonist. And today, I want to say what my character is like. WHY–am I paranoid about sharing things? I’ve noticed many authors are literally posting their work in giant swaths of words all the time, with no fear of being ripped off.
Seriously. I need advice.
Master Of None 
I’m very tight-lipped about the stuff I’m working on as well, though I’m not so much scared of being ripped off as I am about showing off all the warts.
Wow. Great insight. I never thought about the immediate cryosurgery factor–yet–because I’m so early in.
Thank you!
“The Lame Shall Enter First” will creep you out and remind you a bit of your work. It was written in 1965, and is a prescient look to where we are today. Yes, “downright frightening” is a good way to describe some of her work. “Haunting” is another good descriptor. That’s why I suggested not reading her stuff before going to bed at night.