I don't know, Deb. I mean, I gave that up, because the dream started about the same time I thought I was gonna grow up and run a detective agency/animal rescue,you know. And I can't necessarily run around and "take a meeting" at the drop of a hat.But I'm thinking of it again, I gotta tell you. Cause I still remember being twelve, my parents squabbling over some bullshit, cause they were breaking up, but every Thursday they got together for "Hill Street". That's heavy. And you think I sound like Frank? Wow. My brother and I used to play this weird game where we used to imitate my parents talking on the phone(Which was a lot more benign when we started than it was by the time we were too old to do it. )Pissed them off, too, because a. they were usually still on the phone when we would start off and b. nobody really likes to be reminded of how they actually sound, with the hmm, and uhs, and stuff like that.

Honey, I think no one expects a woman in a chair to take a meeting at the drop of a hat - that's all done phone/internet anyway.

I wonder about maybe submitting something to a few places. Not necessarily the networks, but the smaller market and maybe even the local cable nets. Once a piece gets aired, you get seriously looked at.

No idea if it's feasible, or if you'd want to - just saying this level of being able to stay purely in the character's voice is rare, rare, rare.

I didn't know I had it. Aside from being able to "be" my mother so well, I can confuse her oldest friends. But that's genetics and proximity. I mean, my writing teachers always liked my dialogue, but I never felt like that was anything all that special.Until I found ff.net and read dialogue that would make the baby Jesus cry. That was bitchy, huh?But not as bitchy as if I did what I wanted and posted "Oh, honey, no!" a la Karen Walker.It might be worth a try. As far as "feasible" nothing in my life this far has been considered "feasible", pretty much. But sometimes I do it anyway.

I am all about the doing it anyway, including walking when they told me I wouldn't. Ass 'em in the ear, with the "you can't".

See, I think I can recognise that particular ability (pure character voice without dilution) because it's an ability I emphatically do not possess.

Wow, I'm verklempt. This is where the guys would start picking on each other, huh? "You're just saying that to get in my pants." There. All better. :)

Oh, I don't flatter about writing, not ever. That's a 100% doesn't ever change given: if I'm eh about the work or the writer, I'll make a vague noise when asked and change the subject. If I actively dislike the work or the writer, look for total silence. If I like it but something makes me jump, I'll say precisely that. And if I love, well, see the last 50 or so posts right here in this here thread.

I'm very uncomplicated. What you see and what you hear is what you get and how I feel.

Deb, that right there is what I love about you. You're the real deal.

(and smoochies back to Fay, who is under strictest injunction to hug and kiss Roz for me, because Roz - who has already been given the reciprocal injunction - will certainly hug and kiss you right back.)

wrod.(Well, I kind of guessed, but just thought that the conversation came a little too close to Loving And Sharing, after all the murder, mayhem, and tortured souls. I was only teasing.)

That's a 100% doesn't ever change given: if I'm eh about the work or the writer, I'll make a vague noise when asked and change the subject. If I actively dislike the work or the writer, look for total silence. If I like it but something makes me jump, I'll say precisely that. And if I love, well, see the last 50 or so posts right here in this here thread.

That is so good to know; it makes your comments more valuable.

I'm waiting for one more beta on my Anya story, but I think it's ready for posting here. It'll be 5 parts...