My first attempt at the Y.A genre should have remained a draught excluder, but I was euphoric to think that one evening I had typed 400 words and then there were 120,000, some months later. My point is that the effortless prod of your index finger on the send button has such lasting repercussions. Because it involves minimum co-ordination, I pressed it 20 times! The process of writing has been amazing, but I was equally amazed at how much rejection from strangers hurts. I will write some more and I will write better and I will take my offerings to the post office to be sent laboriously to teach me to be discerning! A glass of merlot is not the best friend at two in the morning as you see a distinct likeness between yourself and Stephanie Meyer in it's reflection.
Many Thanks,
Joanie in Ireland.
Friday, July 17, 2009
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