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Yikes. Juvenilia.
I was unpacking a box and discovered a piece of my own juvenilia. I was probably about 17 when I wrote that tale of a pompous unreliable narrator on an unsuccessful diplomatic mission. The characterization was what you'd expect from a teenager, the gender politics...
Fitting it all in.
Jen had some suggestions for the nightmare story that I think are really good, but I've been busy at work so I'm having trouble convincing myself to do the rewrite/edit. I feel guilty about that, but not guilty enough to actually write. Which may mean that I have to...
first draft-o-rama
I finished the first draft of the nightmare story, and I really think I'm on to something. And so does the SO, one small quibble aside. I need to edit, obviously, and editing can wait until tomorrow. But I am pleased. Very pleased. I'm not sure if I need to expand,...
Maybe?
I think I'm pleased with the revisions to Dot Com; a few sections are much more readable. I think. We'll see what the boyfriend thinks; I've asked him for a sanity check. Where did my three day weekend go? Oh, yeah. I slept through most of it. Curses, foiled again!
*facepalm*
So, at the last possible minute--no, really, for me this is--I've decided to do the Austin Film Festival script competition again. I'm going to re-examine my formatting and such, in lieu of second-guessing content. I also think I'm going to submit it to Burnt Orange;...
Huh. Go figure.
Apparently the scene reshuffle worked; I got a personalized rejection from Sheila Williams. Oh, the shameless rejectomancy! And yet, I am encouraged beyond all reason. I have another market lined up, but will probably wait until Monday to send it out, 'cause I'm lazy....
Immortal Gifts invites readers to re-evaluate the meanings of things such as life, death, freedom, hate and love from the first page. Katherine Villyard manages to capture some of the most poignant questions we ask ourselves as we go through our individual lives. Is it worth being able to live forever if, in the end, we’ll lose the ones we love to mortality? Is Death really the ultimate enemy to life, or is death just life’s misunderstood old friend? To stop hate, do we need to restrict our freedoms? This book makes readers ask and answer tough questions not only about the characters and plotline, but about their own beliefs, understandings, and dreams.