I’m damn near finishing one about two Vegas con artists trying to beat the mafia to a buried treasure somewhere in the Nevada desert, and I’m working on a modern-day Greek tragedy of sorts about a guy who, after living a crap life, wins the lottery and inherits a fortune in a 15 minute timeframe. Once rich everything he knew disintegrates until, broken and battered, he walks back to his old life. It’s a bitch finishing one without either giving up or plagiarizing.
