Hear ye, hear ye! New drabble topic!

I'm full of charred meat, cake, and expensive red wine, thanks to a Memorial Day cookout. All of that impinges just a wee bit on my ability to come up with a new, thoroughly original and exciting drabble topic, so I'm going back to the pictures from Look at Me.

Challenge #59 (ways we communicate without words) is now closed.

Challenge #60 is the following pictures from the Look at Me website. Drabble them however you like, and please include a link to the picture you chose when you post.

Picture One.

Picture Two.

Picture Three.

Picture Four.

Picture Five.

Picture Six.

Picture Seven.

Picture Eight.

Picture Nine.

Picture Ten.

[link] Picture One

Here's where Tommy got so drunk he threw up on my new, dyed-to-match-the-dress satin shoes.

There's the table where Mark called Daphne a whore and Daphne told him she wouldn't sleep with him even for money.

Out in the parking lot, Daphne and I cried on each other and said a convent sounded like a great idea.

Then the guys came out, I slapped Mark, Daphne slapped Tommy, and Bobby and Harry asked if we'd rather go to the Howard Johnson's for cheeseburgers and shakes.

Memo to self: remind Harry about getting gift for Daphne and Bobby's wedding next month.

connie, that's a honey.

Huh. It may be the total immersion aspect of the current WIP, but none of those pictures are talking to me at all. Nearest thing to it is the guy in front of the ships with the swastika, but even that one is barely poking at me.

Interested to see what everyone comes up with on these.

[link] Picture two

It was Uncle Gregor who put the kayak on wheels. After the hay was mown, he'd push us around the shorn fields, telling us to practice our paddling and talking about cold mountain streams in Moldavia.

Tante Caterina would watch silently. That day in the summer, when the hay was blowing in the wind, Susan and I took her arms and made her join us in the kayak for the picture.

We laughed and waved, then I saw Tante's face. "It's so like waves," she said, looking at the grass billowing. "Waves mean you're leaving home."

Oh, connie, I like that one.

Deb, feedback is on its way to you.

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Picture 8

"I bet I can make you laugh, Grossmutter."
"Photos should have dignity."
"Muti, did you hear about Onkle Fritzi and the goat and his new suit?"
"Take the picture, Hansi."
"He was wearing the suit when the goat started to eat the trousers."
...
"Oh, fine, Muti, you win." click
"Oh, thank god. And your Tante Martha beating the goat with her handbag . . ."
"Muti!"

(I seem to be in a Germanic mood today)

I just got my first rejection letter.

I'm a little numb. But otherwise okay. I think.

Did they give you any feedback along with the rejection, or was it simply a "thanks but no thanks" deal?

Thank you for submitting your query. You have a terrific idea, and clearly some great, funny stories to tell. It’s clear that you’ve had a bird’s eye view of some interesting events and experiences, which make for amusing anecdotes. However, I think the real audience for this type of book is still going to be people who are themselves involved in some type of fandom, and from that point of view I found the overall tone of these essays to be a little bit angry toward segments of that population. It also takes away from any broader social commentary you might make that would attract non-fandom readers. While these are obviously individual essays, you might consider looking at them as a cohesive whole and determine what overall theme or message you’d like to put across.

I think fandom as a cultural phenomenon is only going to continue to grow, and you could have a good sized market for a book like this. I wish you all the best finding a home for this project, and with your future writing.

It's good advice, and I think kind of her to take the time to give it.