I realize I am being all me me me.
No, you are being all "I am sharing my unique personal knowledge of this subject we are discussing." In other words, please don't stop.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I realize I am being all me me me.
No, you are being all "I am sharing my unique personal knowledge of this subject we are discussing." In other words, please don't stop.
I'm just busy trying to construct a horrific past for myself so I can get published.
growth industry!! we could offer this as a service! We'll be rich!
eta: (um, if these guys can - [link] - offer SL office design services and podcast vocal coaching, we could certainly do 'life enhancement services')
My stepfather brought a gangbanger home from the crazy hospital to stay with us for...three months? But now I can't write about it because it sounds like: Yeah, right. But I swear it is completely true. Although not quite as dramatic as I just made it.
I could wildly exaggerate some of the real horrificness, but not while my mother is alive. She'd out me in a New York minute.
I could write a gritty memoir, but I don't think the royalty check would be worth the awkward conversations I'd have to have with my mother.
oops
Susan - you can do the Laurie King - Mary Russell thing where you can say that you found the memoir in an old trunk in the attic.
How annoying.
Nah. Published writer, directly relatable experience. This is ruled appropriate me-ness.
Allyson, I hope you do punch her in the face.
I have a sudden hankering for deviled eggs. Do you suppose anyone does deviled egg delivery?