I definitely could... it was all betaed by Deb and Nilly...you don't suppose I can put a sticker with that on it...like a seal of approval.

Here's a broken glass drabble:

"Aren't we even going to talk about this?"

"I'm going to work."

She watched as he climbed into his car and backed out of the driveway. He didn't look at her.

She slammed the door and heard an echoing crash in the next room. It was the mirror, which had hung safely for 10 years or more. She could see the colors of the room reflected in the shards arced across the floor, and for a moment it made her dizzy. She held onto the doorjamb. "Seven years of bad luck," she thought. "I wonder if I'll notice the difference."

Ooo. A broken glass drabble of EXTREME sap. Warning. Warning.

Union

In the ocean breeze, the chuppah billows and swells like a sail, the proud stripes of blue and white calling the eye to the couple circling below. Oak trees loom gravely at the rear of the assembled crowd, ancient witnesses to an ancient rite.

Ghost-sweet nightingale notes from the chazzan blend with the raucous crying of the gulls and the gentle murmur of the surf. A sharing of words, a sharing of wine. Seven blessings read before G-d and man alike.

Their covenant is gladly entered into, made and blessed and marked with the shattering of glass beneath his foot.

Ouch, Ginger.

Another non violent drabble for this weeks challenge:

She always thought that someday a nice guy might fall in love with her. He would be attracted to her mind or her heart, and he would over look her physical flaws. It was possible. What wasn’t possible is that she would have a purely physical affair. The kind of affair that led to sex in the kitchen because you couldn’t wait long enough to walk the few extra steps to the bedroom. That idea was laughable. She laughed as she cleared away the remnants of a cobalt vase that he had knocked off the kitchen table the night before.

Oh, nice drabbles!

It just might not have been what they were looking for.

Yup. That's it about 95% of the time. If it makes you feel better, I've had Weaver rejected by one UK publisher for not being "edgy" enough, and two rejections of "Still Life", one because it really didn't fit their "line".

Deb, I've just finished reading "Matty." How do you want to receive comments - separate email, marked-up original document, semaphore code?

Dani, whatever's easiest for you; it depends on how much commentary there is, really, and what form it takes. That is to say, if there are specific sections or paragraphs or whatnots that you think need massive revision, or clarifying, it might be easier to point me at them separately.

Nilly does hers by writing me a long wonderful stream of commentary in an email, as she's reading. Deena and Bev both make their comments using Track Changes in Word, although that method is a bit daunting when we're talking about a full-length novel.

If it's general stuff, a plain old email would be fine. But whatever causes you the minimum of grief to do.

BTW, you have my email address, yes? I'll check messages here, but I suspect my presence around b.org is going to diminish drastically.

OK, I wanna share.

I finished going over the first pass pages for Famous Flower of Serving Men. Here's the list of what needed fixing and what changes I wanted, as sent to my editor:

"Acknowledgments page: Copywriter's name TK
p. 11: change semi-colon to comma, as marked
p. 21: Upper case P on "penny", as marked
p. 30: change "lolly" to "money", as marked
p. 43: fix typo; "sprt" should be "sort", as marked
p. 73: add comma, as marked
p. 83: delete "taken", as marked
p. 128: remove marked accents
p. 139: delete "Sir", as marked
p. 156: "Boling broke" should be one word, "Bolingbroke", as marked
p. 162: "add paragraph break, as marked
p. 177: too many hyphens on this page, 8 total, 5 in first paragraph alone. Can we fix this?
p. 187: delete comma, as marked
p. 188: italicise "und" in the phrase "sturm und drang"
p. 199: delete paragraph break, as marked

That's it. That's the changes. No rewrites, no nothing. Done.

Jeepers. That was nice and easy...

That's it? You write an entire book and that's it? Damn. You go, woman.