Thanks so much! Now my next query can say that I've appeared in an award-winning magazine. Gotta love that(it won a prize from the Small Press Association, iirc) And my brother was like "Gee, guess you spent time on this." I was glad but also wanting to say "Gee, you *think*?!" No respect...I'm tellin' ya.(plays with virtual necktie)
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erikaj - Jun 15, 2004 10:37:45 am PDT #5247 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Dani - Jun 15, 2004 11:05:50 am PDT #5248 of 10001
I believe vampires are the world's greatest golfers
Erika, I really enjoyed reading that piece when you posted it. It's snappy, snarky, and thoughtful - the trifecta. Congratulations on getting it published!
erikaj - Jun 15, 2004 12:53:11 pm PDT #5249 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Oh, great! What an excellent review...of course whenever my book comes out I want one that says I have a little Flannery O'Connor and a little Grace Slick, but one step at a time. I'm kidding. Mostly.
Betsy HP - Jun 15, 2004 1:47:48 pm PDT #5250 of 10001
If I only had a brain...
Brava, Erika!
Susan W. - Jun 15, 2004 7:28:36 pm PDT #5251 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Congrats, erika!
Susan W. - Jun 15, 2004 7:33:33 pm PDT #5252 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Key scene drabble to follow. I'm planning to do a few drabbles of turning points from the second novel, from sections I'm not even close to writing yet, because I stopped working on it when I went on bedrest, and this week's theme seemed the perfect way to get back into it.
She raised the first pistol and fired, point blank, but aimed too high for the heart—or her hands shook too much. In any case, the soldier fell at her feet, but lived, bloody and horrible, gasping for gurgling breaths.
So young he was, no more than twenty, and sweet-faced behind the pain and desperation. Anna saw him through nurse’s eyes, and thought, Perhaps I can dig the bullet out. I can make bandages from my shift.
And then Jack was at her side, limping and trailing blood. Two patients, she thought.
He dropped his rifle and took the remaining pistol from her unresisting hand. Calmly, he raised it and took aim.
“Merci,” the soldier whispered.
Jack fired. Anna fell to her knees and retched.
deborah grabien - Jun 15, 2004 8:20:31 pm PDT #5253 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Oh, excellent, Susan. Brava!
Susan W. - Jun 15, 2004 8:31:12 pm PDT #5254 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Why, thank you! I'm still trying to get the hang of this-here action writing thing. Also, in this tiny out-of-context snippet, I'm afraid it reads like they're playing to gender stereotypes, when what's really going on is he's a 10-year combat veteran, and she's never held a gun before in her life.
sj - Jun 15, 2004 8:34:36 pm PDT #5255 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I'm afraid it reads like they're playing to gender stereotypes, when what's really going on is he's a 10-year combat veteran, and she's never held a gun before in her life.
Maybe it is because I am somewhat familiar with the story, but I think this comes through. The fact that at point blank range she is not able to fire a shot that is immediately deadly certainly helps to illustrate your intent.
deborah grabien - Jun 15, 2004 8:37:42 pm PDT #5256 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
And what I immediately picked up was that the nurse in her - trained as a healer - was also likely getting in the way of her ability to kill coldly, quickly or efficiently.
And let's face it, to a certain degree, women who were crack shots with small firearms during the Napoleanic Wars weren't really everyday.