There is some interesting material and writing flair here, but I'm afraidI'm going to have pass.
Regrets,
Shawn
― anthony easton (anthony), Tuesday, 28 January 2003 00:31 (twenty-three years ago)
― di smith (lucylurex), Tuesday, 28 January 2003 00:35 (twenty-three years ago)
― Anthony Miccio (Anthony Miccio), Tuesday, 28 January 2003 00:35 (twenty-three years ago)
― James Blount (James Blount), Tuesday, 28 January 2003 00:36 (twenty-three years ago)
(if shawn = william shawn, then he is friskier than you'd expect, all things considered)
― mark s (mark s), Tuesday, 28 January 2003 00:39 (twenty-three years ago)
― James Blount (James Blount), Tuesday, 28 January 2003 00:41 (twenty-three years ago)
― Frank Kogan (Frank Kogan), Tuesday, 28 January 2003 01:01 (twenty-three years ago)
― geeta (geeta), Tuesday, 28 January 2003 01:41 (twenty-three years ago)
― anthony easton (anthony), Tuesday, 28 January 2003 05:08 (twenty-three years ago)
But yeah, what was said up thread, did you get asked for a piece or did you just think they'd like it and sent it in? If the former then that's actually more than a lot of people get.
― Ally (mlescaut), Tuesday, 28 January 2003 05:12 (twenty-three years ago)
There is some interesting material and writing flair here,
...I hate this job. Writers are so blasted sensitive. That shouldkeep him from stalking me with a straight razor and using my hairlesslegs for a strop. Who knows? Maybe he'll submit something I can usenext time. Submissions are awfully thin lately. But then, so are the rates I pay.
but I'm afraid I'm going to have pass.
Let's face it. My threshold for fear isn't that low. I'm just being as reflexively polite as I know how to be without actually spending any time on thought on this. The truth is half my readers wouldn'tread past the first sentence. You have to hit them in the face witha three pound codfish to get their attention. Doesn't Anthony readwhat we put out? We're not The Economist here.
Regrets, Shawn
Should I leave a tear stain on the page or would he see through that?No time anyway. On to the next one.
― Aimless, Tuesday, 28 January 2003 06:18 (twenty-three years ago)