Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Collaborative Work aka This Is Not Entirely My Fault
Coca-cola furniture... "Frankly, im suspicious of the whole thing." Kate had entered the tutor shop hoping to find a gift for her quirky cousin, but this may even be past his limit. Kate was desperatly searching for a good gift for him. Kate felt the cold steel of a gun barrel on her neck as a voice said "come with me NOW!" No one seen the man but there was one guy a couple blocks down who saw the whole thing. A leather gloved hand forced her head down and outside of the back door, throwing her ruthlessly in the trunk of the car. She banged up against the roof of the trunk ofd the door for about an hour until it finally opened. "hi, what you up to?" said Kate.
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What have you submitted to publication, and where? I see only one poem, but I think you were submitting poetry.
Good work entering the class assignments--you've done a good job with them. Decide which you like best and work on revising it to see how far you can take it.
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