Most boring conversation ever*

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For the past HOUR two people a few feet away have been loudly discussing how to divide up the cost of a party for EIGHT PEOPLE. No, honestly. I am tempted to say ,”I will pay for the whole damn party if you shut up.”

*In my writing place. Though I believe it’s a leading contender in the “Anywhere ever” category.

Sound the alarm

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Just when I thought I’d had every interruption known to man in my writing place, something akin to fire alarms sounded all over the room. It was nearly everybody’s cellphone alerting us to beware of flash flooding. Man the lifeboats.

Submissions*

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A small press was actually seeking submissions so I sent in a completed manuscript** today. Now I feel bereft, like a parent sending one of her many, yet equally brilliant, children off to college, if college were a dank dungeon from which they might never emerge.

*Not to be confused with fifty shades of anything.

**There is no such thing.

Hug a critique partner

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Somehow I didn’t get the memo and showed up at at a cancelled critique session (30 miles away). However, my critique partner was having a lousy week.* And we had tea and she gave me a really good idea for my manuscript.** All in all, it was an excellent critique session.

*When the best thing that’s happened all week is your dishwasher broke, that is one lousy week.

**Like cut down on the phrase “what you should do” if you’ve used it 8 times in 23 pages.