[fiction] *blip*

[digitaldiscipline]

"Tomorrow's Forecast" is done, all 5800-odd words of it.  To be printed at the office and mailed to Polyphony tomorrow.

I may rewrite my cover letter.  Again.

*twitch*

Anyone who wants copies, holler.

Comments

[inlaterdays.livejournal.com]

*yells*

[jmoriarty.livejournal.com]

Deal me in, c/o my LJ email address.

Fingers crossed, and all that. :)

[mpeace.livejournal.com]

*hallo*

[singingwolf.livejournal.com]

I'm hollering. *grin*

[ross-winn.livejournal.com]

what is this thing you speak of?

[etcet.livejournal.com]

what is which thing, mon?

[ross-winn.livejournal.com]

this 5800 words thing...

[etcet.livejournal.com]

Eet ees, as joo say, feekshun.

*tosses Inspector Clusoe out on his mustachioed ass*

Writing contest, deadline tomorrow, non-genre stuff, four to ten thousand words.

[ladysoleil.livejournal.com]

Hit me up. :)

[geekers.livejournal.com]

y0.

[geeki.livejournal.com]

Email me.