Sox! That is awesome.
'Serenity'
The Great Write Way, Act Three: Where's the gun?
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
Good luck with the bio. I'm in link adding mode to my blog: dub dub dub punctuation iplayawriter punctuation com. So if you want a link there let me know.
No longer quite as pointless as it once was, I got four hundred unique visitors last month.
Oh yes please!
Grabbing it now. I plan to do a blog entry for each site I add with a bitty screenshot since I like to have pictures in my posts when I can.
Why am I being so coy about my web address? I have no idea. Why am I answering my own questions? Maybe because they aren't real questions.
I Play a Writer on the Internet
There.
Yay Sox!
Woo, Sox!
Good for you, Sox! It is a great feeling if not the answer to life's problems.
Thanks everyone!
Erika, agreed. How did you finally do your bio? (yes, I'm still freaking out. And I can't think because I'm in pollen jail.
I fricking hate bio statements. But it kind of depends on the piece and the kind of magazine it's in. Like when I wrote one for Hayden for High Hat, I was a wiseass and wrote that I only write things for him till I can get in at HBO. because High Hat is a very irreverent mag and half the other contributors wrote that they shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die, and stuff like that.(I always put an e-mail address in, even though, as far as I know, in ten years only one person has contacted me directly about something I've written.) For the last one, it was fairly serious, and mostly listed stuff I've written about and mags I've been in. I put The Chair in, as briefly as possible. I thought it was pretty good till the magazine came out and almost every other writer in that issue had a blurb from their novel to list. I guess I could have put in that Hec thinks I'm as twisted and funny as a monkey in a crackhouse, cause really? That's as close as I've come to a review so far.ETA: I suppose all I can say is that I feel your pain...the bio statement makes me conscious of all the ways my real life isn't cool, and yet? I sort of resent those writers who go Full Metal Asshole on the subject and write that they were raised by haiku-writing wolves, because maybe I just want to pay you a compliment, dickweed. Not really have a meditation on how artificial the biographical statement is, and "Don't you hate these things?"(And yet, I do. But sometimes I think our generation will die of irony poisoning.)
Hahaha. And me over here trying to drink a glass of water like a lady.