A shameful admission

I'm stuck. I mean, I'm really stuck rewriting that damned "ghost story." I'm taking a break from it. Instead, I'm writing a story that I came up with two years ago. It has no hope of ever being published, but after it's done, I might share it. How do I know it won't be published? Let me pitch it to you:

You'll love it. It's a buddy road story with a werewolf and a vampire on their way to a mystical job interview. On the way, they run into a scene of mass ritual carnage. It turns out that this directly relates to the job they're about to take. A lunatic with too much psychic power has stolen an ancient relic needed for a terrible blood rite. The time to perform this rite is coming up in three days, and they have to retrieve the object and put the kybosh on the looney before then to keep themselves and a whole bunch of human beings alive.

See? It's crap. It's too many things, and it's all too weird. I love it, though. I don't care if anyone else loves it. It was originally going to be a short screenplay, but I really don't know how to write a screenplay. And don't make me smack you for saying I don't know how to write anything. I don't know how long it will actually be, but I love writing in this narrator's voice.

Editing this down is going to suck. Perhaps the narrator's voice is how I want mine to be. He's a lot more sarcastic than I am. He's also a lot more bitter. Yes, he's more bitter than me. He's fun, though.