You're so good. It's hard to make the inexplicable even relatively understandable, almost impossible, but you have bursts of doing exactly that. It's refreshing. Thanks. G.
You ARE so good. So am I. I adore being a narcissist. We'll be rewarded in heaven. Here's part of a "query letter" I'm sending around for fun: "It's cinematic, intimate, adult but not salacious or crude, edifying but not preachy. Four actual, complex, people move toward becoming adults in the new world of the sixties and seventies, mainly in San Francisco. You don't watch them; you walk around with them, feel what they're feeling as they affect one another. For her part (whether anyone knows it or not), Ginny Good was the zeitgeist of the whole so-called hippie culture. She's volatile, crazy as Zelda Fitzgerald, smart as Anais Nin, funny as fuck, tragic, cute, childlike and...um...unforgettable. Her story is shown from the inside out. I'm not going to try to come up with a "log line." Res ipsa loquitur. The book is complete and ready for a serious publisher who might like to win some prizes, i.e., this is among the few practically perfect pieces of writing you'll ever be given the chance to consider. Here are two short sample chapters. In the first the two main guys meet Ginny Good, a third main guy, on New Year's Eve of 1962. In the second we meet Melanie by the ocean in 1969. She's the fourth main guy, along with Wendy."
You're so good. It's hard to make the inexplicable even relatively understandable, almost impossible, but you have bursts of doing exactly that. It's refreshing. Thanks. G.
“You’re so good.” Don’t I know it — but don’t say it too loud, folks might catch on. I’ll take the bursts. Better than bust.
You ARE so good. So am I. I adore being a narcissist. We'll be rewarded in heaven. Here's part of a "query letter" I'm sending around for fun: "It's cinematic, intimate, adult but not salacious or crude, edifying but not preachy. Four actual, complex, people move toward becoming adults in the new world of the sixties and seventies, mainly in San Francisco. You don't watch them; you walk around with them, feel what they're feeling as they affect one another. For her part (whether anyone knows it or not), Ginny Good was the zeitgeist of the whole so-called hippie culture. She's volatile, crazy as Zelda Fitzgerald, smart as Anais Nin, funny as fuck, tragic, cute, childlike and...um...unforgettable. Her story is shown from the inside out. I'm not going to try to come up with a "log line." Res ipsa loquitur. The book is complete and ready for a serious publisher who might like to win some prizes, i.e., this is among the few practically perfect pieces of writing you'll ever be given the chance to consider. Here are two short sample chapters. In the first the two main guys meet Ginny Good, a third main guy, on New Year's Eve of 1962. In the second we meet Melanie by the ocean in 1969. She's the fourth main guy, along with Wendy."
Thanks GJ. Kind comment. Somewhat patched up this morning on my extra day in Spain - missed the train by a minute yesterday.