Just completed my 31st short story 'Virtue's Villainy: The Flaccid Depths of Decay'. Just like every one of the others before this one, I put every ounce of my very being into it. And just like most of my other ones as well, this one was essentially based on previous myth. I feel that myths, american or otherwise, that are not developed into a full fledged story almost erode with the coming of future generations because each generation has a different version of them to a degree. So, by expanding on them to meet my own creative needs its almost like I'm keeping the purer version of them alive. For what is story telling without proper appreciation of myth?