A really, really long time ago, I wrote a few lines as the seed for a short story about a man on the run from his wife’s wrath after selling her dog to a martian. Then I forgot all about it.
A long time after that, I took that snippet and turned it into a novel called “Honest, the Martian Ate Your Dog” as a test for a novel writing app that I was coding for my wife at that time.…