I think that is the best one, ita. Not that I sit around and grade these when I read them... ION, I am a research machine today. And the woman at the desk at Phoenix Homicide was charmed by my Simon reference...seperated at birth, I'm telling you. Their phones still sound too much like mine, though. :) Research calls go well when I let my Pembleton out. Not quite like "Please don't be an idiot..." more like "Of course I know what I'm doing...and lucky you, you get to help." So, yeah, going against my first instinct.
Lorne ,'Why We Fight'
The Great Write Way
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
Oh wow, Victor. I think I know her. Masterfully done.
Gracias. It's all part of ... something. Don't know what yet.
“Call me Allyson, please. But never Ally. I hate that.”
I CALL SHOUTOUT!
Wheeeee!
Deb, insent.
Allyson, what is that from? Did I miss it earlier in the thread?
It's from erika's story.
It's all part of ... something. Don't know what yet.
Say book, say book, say book...
The making of friends and the influencing of people continues in my Gotpoetry.com column:
Only an idiot would want to be a writer
I'll drive people away from a career in writing yet!
Guilty as charged, Allyson.
I cannot think of a single "fateful" encounter with a person that I recognized at the time, nor one I remember so clearly that I can describe it later.
Jeez, really? I assume every encounter I have is potentially fateful, at the very least heavily impactive, and then I weed them out later.
I love my memories. I keep them polished and shining and very very sharp. They make me happy, or miserable, but they never bore me and they never let me go hungry.
Say book, say book, say book...
More of a longer, prose-poem fusion thing. I'm putting out a new chapbook in January or so, tentatively called "InBetween Days," and whatever the final product is will end up there.