Addendum to My Last Post

Of course, I forgot to mention that she could very easily take my advise and have it crash and burn... I kinda touched on that with the A-ko and B-ko example; it doesn't always go smoothly, but I still think it's often the best way to go, especially in the long run.

Snippet Snipity-Snip

So this guy, Warren Ellis, is having a 'Fast Fiction Friday' on some blog site he calls 'Die Puny Humans,' or something. At the encouragement of Kirt (xiombarg), I decided to put in one of my pieces. Quite a few of the older pieces I had were 150 words or less, far fewwer than the 200-word limit Warren imposed, but the later ones that I was really pleased with were rather far beyond the mark. When I stumbled onto A World of Darkness, I couldn't make myself pass it up. I still think it's my favorite piece out of my Anthology. But at just-over 400 words, it needed to be trimmed. I don't think it'll actually make it in, but Kirt helped me trim it, and here's what I sent out for F3, including my little biography:

( This is your fic on editing... )

Someone Else...

So, I was going over my old entries -- I do that now and again to unlock past entries, as with time things need to be guarded less and less closely -- and I found Something that really scared me.

My temper is a Thing of Legend, spoken of in hushed tones but rarely seen. At least, that's how I tend to look at it. I don't think I really get very angry that easily (though I could be wrong), and often I just sit and smolder rather than erupt. In this case, though, I was in a bad mood trying to deal with a self-inflicted breakup. I'd gone to Amanda, presumably, for support, and she bit at me, hitting a nerve, and... I don't like getting angry, I don't like losing myself in a rage, and I don't think I've ever been that mad, before or since.

At one point she and I had a pretty deep friendship. After this argument, though maybe even a bit before, our relationship started to deteriorate. We stopped talking not much further down the road, and I haven't heard from her in months, easily. I'm quite sure it was still 2003 the last time we talked.

I just emailed Amanda, saying how I felt bad about where things had fallen and I wanted to get back in touch again. Cause it's the truth.

And, as a note to all who read this -- I highly suggest you go back and read my older entries. They're almost all open (I don't think ANYTHING is locked until mid-2002, and even then it's mostly just at the Friends level), and though I've certainly grown since November of 2001, you may get a better idea of who I am by seeing where I've been. And my whole point for this thing is that people might get to know me.

-shugs- A guy can dream.