The worst story ever?

At 3,460 words, the story (and description of story telling) that I just wrote, and put in Lincoln's mouth is perhaps one of the greatest literary crimes of this, or any other, generation. And I live in Rogers Park where we are blessed with crappy newspapers and horribly written blogs.

One Nano peptalk this month spoke of having terrible things happen to characters you love in order to keep a story moving. I don't think they intended me to do anything this bad.

This is me, hanging my head in shame.