I offend. Or irritate most people. They don't like the way I write. My wife is always telling me she worries about me. Or if I get a haircut she says I just raised my perceived IQ.
Twice a month I go to a group and I've been going there for almost six years. We write and critique each other. But if you come long enough we will tell you your writing is great. I know they are lying.
It's s a judicious lie... according to my great uncle Sam, on my wife's side. She said it doesn't count ....
If you are a wanna be writer...tell me a story ......let tell you what a great fiction writer you already are. www.fictionworkout. com
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| I'm not a Grammarian
I 'm am in search of a story. I'm writing a precis that does not care to much about rules if punctuation,, spelling, and other way back dropping dribble that trickles down from the HIGH and self proclaimed. My editor tells me when I 4-git to cross a T . He tells me when I leave out a jot or tittle. I concentrate on what people in my wiring group never learned.
The unpublished teaching the unwashed, and un puncuated. I'm not preaching to the choir. I'm just playing jazz. ON THE STREET |
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