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Hmmmm...as long as I get top billing.Tell me, Kate, do you find yourself approached by would be writers when you tell them your profession of choice. And do they regale you with: "Oh, I have a story to tell..." One man actually drew me aside and said: "I've lived quite a life, you should write about me."I've just had a spate of people sharing the most dreadful writing with me and expecting something other than loathing. Is it too much to expect an understanding of the fundamentals before someone passes something off to be adored?
You're the guru - of course you'd get top billing.I haven't that experience yet ("you should write about me") but I think you're supposed to pass those on to Sidney's dad who will make sure he gets the message.Hmmm....I hope you weren't referring to my dreadful writing...It's hard when someone gives you their baby to admire and it's the ugliest kid you've ever seen. What do you say?I never finished reading my grandfather's book and to this day I feel guilty. At the time he gave it to me and awaited my response with bated breath, I hadn't begun writing with any seriousness, so I didn't have a clue how to handle it. Now I understand how he must have felt, and wish I would have encouraged him more, as well as offered helpful criticism. Such is the beauty of hindsight.
My mother wrote an autobiography. I never read it. She wanted me to take it and rewrite it. I am embarrassed to say I didn't, and the novel has apparently vanished. I do remember it being horribly written, and I remember it pissing off my brothers and sisters. Of course this is the same woman who, as she was being carried out on a stretcher, turned to the seventeen year old me and said: "If I die, it's all your fault." Hmmm.
Well, you could always get your revenge now and write her biography. :\
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