waves.
Well, damn. I never come here, because I don't really write non-fic fic, so I hope you'll forgive the intrusion. In light of the beautiful poetry (Sail, Deb,
damn,
lovely) this seems doubly embarassing, but I was wondering whether I could ask your indulgence to have a wee look at a first chapter of a novel? It's not exactly lyrical, but I think it might work. Possibly. But I'd be grateful to know what you think. If that's okay.
What kind of story is it, Fay?
Well, it's a sort of Anita Blake meets Bridget Jones sort of story. I think. Probably. Something lightweight with a Buffyish sensibility, but set in London.
Oooh, that sounds like it could be fun, Fay. You can send it my way if you want. Profile addy is good.
If it's as funny as you, I'd buy twelve.
Hurrah! Thank you both - Sail, I'll mail you what I've got so far, if that's okay. Cool.
Send it to me, too--I can take a look sometime in the next couple days.
Insent. But - it's not me at my most lyrical. Er. Well, we'll see - if you think that the tone is all wrong, then maybe I'll need a rethink.