Go, team Jen!
Liese, the entire Band, with entourage, had one floor, and Potus and entourage had the one above. I first twigged there might be a wee problemo when I spotted the Large, Suited Men with Big Heavy Shoes in the lift.
Then there was the Incident in the basement. Covered up my piano player, yelling "firefight! down!" on the floor of the limo.
Life was more interesting then.
I thought the haircuts were also a big ol' giveaway?
They were large men who were so obviously designed to be invisible that in San Francisco, they might as well have been wearing marge Simpson wigs with tiaras spelling out "SECRET SERVICE" in flashing rhinestones.
Haircuts, pale colourless suits, shoes, muscles, eyes looking everywhere and never locking, bulge under arms...
Gah.
re: online crit groups
Got to shout out to my critters at the
Other Worlds Writer's Workshop (Yeah, OWWW. It hurts sometimes). It's science fiction and fantasy, though, not mainstream fic. There's also a
fantasy/scifi romance group that spun off recently.
Both small groups with required crits/month to keep things moving, both moderated. In case anybody's interested.
Ms. H, you're a gem. Many thanks.
Yeah, OWWW. It hurts sometimes
(giggling)
"Mothers Opposed to the Occult. MOO. Nice acronym, Mom!"
(sorry, I simply couldn't help that.....)
Or like in White Teeth by Zadie Smith where the Islamic radical group is "KEVIN" and everyone says "We have an acronym problem."
I love that book but hate Ms. Smith as she has published a best-seller and she is 26. :)
Comfort yourself with Harriet Dorr, whose first novel, "Stones For Ibarra", was published when she was 74.
I do.
Oh, ok. And Frank McCourt.