No, seriously, i will stop talking about myself…

Please, indulge me one last time…

I have 35 stories in the mail! Omigod! Omigod! Omigod!

Ok, there, i’m done. I mean really done. I’ve only completed 38 stories in my entire life and those last three are not going to see the light of day till they are thoroughly thoroughly rewritten… if ever.

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Anyway, in other news: I wrote a story last night and read it out loud at the Wordos Holiday Reading Party. I don’t know if it’s any good, i really don’t, but i was in tears by the time i finished with the reading.

A writer friend who i really respect said i should send it out immediately, so i did. I just sent a 450 word story (in 2nd person yet) to Writer’s of the Future. Either i’m really really stupid, or i’m going for the most unusual win in the history of the contest.

J thinks i’m stupid. She didn’t like the story and thinks people liked it because i was all choked up while i read it. Maybe. Ah well…

Alright, i’m out…

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