There's an old joke, you may or may not have heard it or a variation thereof:
A man enters a bordello. The madame trots out the stable, the man makes his choice. They enter the boudoir. The man removes his trousers, displaying a five inch erect penis. The woman laughs and says, "Who you gonna please with that little thing?"
"Me," the man says. "me."
Do you write for yourself? Stories whose plot lines went to a dead end? I've had some of these. Do you abandon those whose development goes awry? What happens to them?
