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I love your drabble, Jill. It's wonderful, especially, "running on about the dishes in the sink and the cat hair in the carpet, but it was all just noise. The worn pillow against the arm of the couch cradled her aching head as he told her all the important things that really needed to be done".

AmyLiz, I love the fact that you took it in such a completely different direction. This: "The enormous chapel breathed like a sleeping beast around him, the artist’s brush stroking its skin as it crouched above them both" is a beautiful metaphor.

AmyLiz, that's beautiful. I know that feeling, so nice to see it so well expressed.

Jill, huh, that one brings back a twinge. Very well done.

I want a wife. One of those mystic creatures whose main concern is a clean house etc. 'Cause god knows I'm not that creature.

Darn computer/internet just ate my post.

Thanks, Kristin and Deena. Glowy with the nice words.

Jill, that drabble is just so true. I do it to myself, though -- Why haven't I written that cover copy / copyedited more pages / called about more assignments when Sara's sleeping? But collapsing on the couch is so often what happens instead.

Nice, all of them.

The no filters thing is an interesting bit. I suppose it just gets me past my "I can't write! What, with all these terrific authors here?" feeling. I must figure, how wrong can I go with 100 words. And the quickness adds to it, too. I can only sit and edit over those words for so long. Which means that I tend to post before I hit the second-guessing stage.

All of which is to say, I'm enjoying it. I think it's good for me.

I'm still wondering about the fictional/autobiographical thing. Do I think that I can only be powerfully honest in autobiography? Am I unable to be honest and impactful in fiction? Wonder why.

Am I unable to be honest and impactful in fiction?

Perhaps it feels more honest in autobiography because it's you? In fiction, you may be being honest for your characters, but I don't think it's the same emotional investment.

Hmm. This could be. You'd think that as empathetic as I am, I wouldn't have a problem stepping into the character's pain/love/desperation/fear/hope. I don't have any trouble writing third party song lyrics, for example, even writing in first person on their behalf. Maybe in drabble form, I don't feel that I develop my relationship with the characters enough to blaze forth with honesty.

I want a wife...

I remember the first issue or so of Ms. Magazine, there was a 1 page cartoon style article about how I want a wife who will do this, do that, support me through school, enable my profession, do all the chores without ever bugging me about them, keep the children pleasant, well groomed and quiet, and have sex enthusiastically but only when I want to, etc.

The last line was, "My god. Who wouldn't want a wife?"

Heck, skip the sex part. I just want somebody who'll clean.