Can't it be both.
Works for me....
Buffy ,'Showtime'
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Can't it be both.
Works for me....
Deborah - took your advice.
Love to see the final result, sir.
And damn, dying over your tagline. Perfect.
Love to see the final result, sir.
and thanks for the feedback. I never have had the ability to write fiction that satisfies me - even on an amateur level.
Oh, and the tag line - I stole it from a blog. Either Mark Kleinman or Ezra Klein.
Yep - that gets it.
Nice, Gar.
Oh, very nicely done, Gar. I like that.
Thanks, Karl and Bev and sj!
Jilli, I think the whole thing is very exciting. Go sample chapters! You can do it!
AmyLiz, I think you just summarized your first drabble with:
I've never heard of Robert Clergerie! This is what happens when Sex and the City ends. All my fashion comes from Target lately.
Heh.
The Robert Clergeries are gorgeous! Now there's a heel I could wear.
Holy crap, my agent is good.
She sent me an article this morning, from the UK: Ms. Rowling (Harry Potter) just contributed a whole lot of money to MS research. Not surprising - her mother had the worst kind, rapidly progressive, and died of it.
Marlene said, now, THAT would be a blurb.
Um, yeah, no shit, Sherlock, but how do we get to her? I mean, do we go through the agent-agent channels? I write a nice heartfelt letter about the Kinkaids, talk about the fact that my protagonist had MS, drop Montel Williams' name, and hope Rowling ever gets to see it?
Says Marlene, my best friend in the UK went to med school with her husband; they've stayed friends. Let me check...
I'm actually leaning toward the heartfelt letter and the attachment of the part of WMGGW where JP is remembering the life and death of his bassist friend Jack Featherstone - who is completely taken from Ronnie Lane, who died from progressive MS.
But dayum, if I can make her a BNF?
Damn.
God, Deb, that would rock.
That would make for one seriously useful blurb, deb! Wow.
Congrats on the very fine dollars, Gus.