I have the most experience, if that's what you mean, erika.
I think she's reacting more to my editorial experience than my writing, since she's never seen my writing, as far as I know.
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I have the most experience, if that's what you mean, erika.
I think she's reacting more to my editorial experience than my writing, since she's never seen my writing, as far as I know.
Still, kind of a bold move with someone you just met.(I suppose I did that with Herself and some Buffy fic once...I had an idea that I was psyched about and she said "Yeah, cool," and I took that to mean "I'd love to read more--RIGHT NOW.Luckily for her, I write slowly so she was able to say "Nice start, but people usually *ask*) But I sort of knew her. I think it's weird, for all the articles about how isolating the internet is, all of us typing in our lonely, ticky-tacky boxes, the thing I've noticed is that the sense of public and private is getting a little skewed...maybe cause it takes just a few clicks to call someone a Friend.
For Nigel Tufnel Day (i.e. 11/11/11), the challenge is to write eleven-word stories and post them to Twitter with the hashtag #11words.
It's a little easier than Hemingway's six-word ones, anyway.
I'm feeling lucky I can still count to 11 after night #2 of Croup + fever. WTH - I thought croup was over when she could read or something. (I know this doesn't make sense. My brain is on slush mode).
Eleven words is hard:
If the bloodstains come out, I can sell the wedding dress.
And it turned out that the drunken monkey had been correct.
You have to tell a whole story, though. And you have to tweet it! Well, you don't have to, but it's fun.
It's the whole story that's so hard.
Oh! I see...That IS challenging! Hmm.
Done! I think.
She carried his letter always; a reminder that love transcends death.