People still tell me I seem too normal to have gone through this for life

This seriously boggles me. Do they think suddenly losing one's sight, for instance, would make someone more philosophical about it? Bizarre.

People still tell me I seem too normal to have gone through this for life

People suck, but the drabble rocks.

Here, a little something to lighten the mood.

Learning Curve

The class watched, thoroughly bemused, as Frau Nelson laughed until tears started streaming down her reddened cheeks. After lunch, in the stuffy, overheated room, the class was more willing to sleep off the effects of starchy school meals than to concentrate on lessons. Boring, until the one-two punch of wholly mistranslated sentences set the teacher howling and to the mat. One, who had meant to say – I have bad road traffic – had actually written: I have sexual intercourse. Two, the knockout punch -- I am always losing myself -- got totally lost in its idiom: I am always prostituting myself.

editted for grammar and spelling.

Not titling this one, and sure as hell not posting it in livejournal.

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What I wrote: A delicate, precisely choreographed situation, main themes love and loyalty, in which the narrator realises that his split loyalties have damaged, and endangered, the woman he loves.

What my WIP readers said: Oh, WOW, this is amazing, I can see these people, feel for them, bleed for them, more please.

What the agent said: Love this, compelling insights, beautifully written. But we need more bodies - maybe a second murder? Maybe have the protagonist racing into danger, having to decide which woman to save? Make it easier to market to a mystery editor.

Conclusion: Why do I bother...?

Sail, you need to fix a spelling, I think: wholey should be wholly.

I honestly don't know what that means the normal thing...it's kind of "Thank you...I guess."(Also, normal? Me? Right. Profanely gifted? Playfully erotic? Sick fucker? Bleeding heart? That's me. Not very much of the mean about that.) Like when somebody says I don't look thirty-two. Like Gloria said, this is what thirty two looks like. For me, anyway. ETA: Deb, maybe there's some compromise on your book...not that I'm suggesting you become a total whore or that I don't like your version, because that is not true.I want my wife to have a hit, though.

I honestly don't know what that means the normal thing

Exactly. Who the hell defines this junk? What does that word mean?

I honestly don't know what that means the normal thing

Me either. It's like when the cop came up to me and told me I didn't "look handicapped" as I was pulling into a handicapped space. You can tell this by my face? As I have said before, people suck and not in the fun way. I don't believe that normal truly exists. At least not in the way society would have us believe.

Yeah. If they mean they find me easier to talk to than they expected, or something(which may be part of it) I wish they'd say that instead because it gives me less to mull. My mulling time is already off the hook.ETA: sj, I did once tell someone who told me I didn't "sound impaired" that I'd grab a jawbreaker and call her back. But that was bitchy. I knew it hit a nerve because she was like "(fake chuckle) You don't have to do that."

Yeah. If they mean they find me easier to talk to than they expected, or something(which may be part of it) I wish they'd say that instead because it gives me less to mull. My mulling time is already off the hook.

This may be it. Maybe that you make them less uncomfortable than they thought you would, which makes them uncomfortable for having the preconceived notions in the first place? That probably only made sense in my head. Either way, don't waste your time mulling over stupid people. They aren't worth it.