I knew I wrote things down for an amusing reason.
By existere
I’m working on the final edit of a book that still has no title. I call it ‘Fat’ until something better comes along.
I’ve just now pulled the manuscript out of the folder, and noticed I had scribbled a conversation in the margin between myself and TMD.
Me: This one is so thin.
TMD: Which book is that?
Me: ‘Fat.’
Tags: book, edit, fiction, flair, manuscript, writing
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May 10, 2008 at 5:23 pm |
I want to read it! Then I want you to have it published and come to a book signing and totally have it autographed.
Cause existere is my hero, you know.