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To the Adult Writers&lt;br /&gt;
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My girls were the ones asking you if they were old enough to read your books. Thank you for taking the time to chat with them. You made them feel important. The swag you gave them is proudly displayed on the bookself in my daughter's room. They remember your names, and your books, better than I do. I know that they aren't your readers yet, but you can bet your buttons that they will be. So, thank you for making them look forward to reading in the future.&lt;br /&gt;
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To the YA Authors&lt;br /&gt;
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You were awesome personified. My daughter and her friends came away with bragging rights that will last for years. At the bookstore, the youngest points out the books that are yours and remembers exactly what you told them about the plot. (You're costing me a mint!) She remembers each face, and what you said, and how you really listened to her questions. She tells friends that they MUST READ your book because you are so cool. I have never seen happier eighth grade girls. They felt wanted and needed, and felt like their opinions mattered.&lt;br /&gt;
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They came away from Teen Day feeling great about themselves and looking forward to a summer with your stories. As a mother I thank you. You made my job easier.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm all caught up on the freelance editing I've been doing, so if you need a quick read, I'm available for the next five days. Then, I'll be at the Romantic Times Convention for a week. Fees are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Query Critique and First Chapter&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(up to 20 pages) &amp;nbsp;$30.00&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;First Three Chapters&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;(up to 45 pages) $50.00&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Entire Manuscript Critique&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;$1.00 a page&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Emergency Fee to Jump the Queue &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;$50&lt;br /&gt;
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For more information on how and what I edit, please see this&lt;a href="http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/04/i-can-tell-you-why-your-manuscript.html"&gt; post.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/3rad2XRCQzQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/3rad2XRCQzQ/on-editing-and-random-stuff.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fg0XXj6RByE/UXf48zyJC7I/AAAAAAAABJ8/7IXg2t2nmyU/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/04/on-editing-and-random-stuff.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-169655272604161162</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Apr 2013 23:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-21T18:32:15.014-05:00</atom:updated><title>In which I am interviewed and you can see how rough are my first chapters</title><description>So I am interviewed over here&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://iniribablog.wordpress.com/2013/04/20/interview-guest-writereditor-julie-butcher/"&gt;http://iniribablog.wordpress.com/2013/04/20/interview-guest-writereditor-julie-butcher/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. Go and see :D&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/EBWpaskJHjU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/EBWpaskJHjU/in-which-i-am-interviewed-and-you-can.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/04/in-which-i-am-interviewed-and-you-can.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-3803788450992279610</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Apr 2013 18:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-11T13:19:52.287-05:00</atom:updated><title>Evil League of Evil Writers: Baby Evil Writers 101: Finding a Reputable Agent #...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.evilwriters.com/2013/04/baby-evil-writers-101-finding-reputable.html?spref=bl"&gt;Evil League of Evil Writers: Baby Evil Writers 101: Finding a Reputable Agent #...&lt;/a&gt;: Baby Evil Writers 101: Finding a Reputable Agent #2   Julie Butcher     Last time we talked about finding an agent, we decided that being ...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/Bpjfq5suYDk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/Bpjfq5suYDk/evil-league-of-evil-writers-baby-evil.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/04/evil-league-of-evil-writers-baby-evil.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-7564485237504385548</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Apr 2013 17:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-24T10:19:31.936-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Butcher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">editing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writer</category><title>I Can Tell You Why Your Manuscript Sucks</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;How can I do this and why would you want to be told such a horrible thing?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Maybe, because you want to find an agent or editor who LOVES YOU DEARLY?&lt;br /&gt;
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I've found mine and now I'd like to help you find yours. (No, you can't have mine.) So I've started a critique service. Not forever, but for a while.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Why do you think you're any good at this at all?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I've been beta reading since 1990, not only for unpublished authors, but for agented and published ones, too. Quite honestly, I was a terrible reader for the first ten years or so. I was worried about hurting people's feelings, and didn't say when a passage stunk on ice, or when something made me go WTF?! Now I do. This is what you need to improve your writing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Also, I remember thinking, "&lt;i&gt;I wish someone would just tell me what I'm doing wrong so I can fix it.&lt;/i&gt;" Seriously, some of you guys are wonderful writers, you have a voice, your sentence structure is strong. But, your pacing sucks, or you just can't quite make your characters come alive for the reader. I can help you with that.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Why would you want to use your time like this when you could be watching Dr. Who or Spiderman?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
Quite honestly, I have six kids. Three are in college, and three are in private high school. I'd like them to stay in school, their education is extremely important to me, &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; that costs a gerjillion dollars.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Why would I want to pay for a critique when I can get one free from my own critique group?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Unless your beta readers are published, or are working with a traditional agent or editor, they don't have the experience to help you. I do.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;How much will this cost?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Query Critique and First Chapter&lt;/b&gt; (up to 20 pages) &amp;nbsp;$30.00&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;First Three Chapters &lt;/b&gt;(up to 45 pages) $50.00&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Entire Manuscript Critique&lt;/b&gt; $1.00 a page&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Emergency Fee to Jump the Queue &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;$50&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;What do I get for my money?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll post notes throughout the manuscript using &lt;i&gt;Word&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Track Changes. &lt;/i&gt;I'll tell you where, when, and why you're messing up. I'll tell you what you're doing right, and what you shouldn't change. I'll also provide a detailed letter of what I think will improve your work.&lt;br /&gt;
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Every writer is at a different stage of development. All writers (including me) have problems actually seeing their story because what they've written is colored by what they see in their own mind. The reader doesn't have the benefit of your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;What won't you do?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I will not recommend you to my agent unless I think your book is ready to go into print tomorrow. You should know that I have been with my agent for two years, and have only suggested that she read one writer's work. (While I've read hundreds.)&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't critique erotica. (For all I know I could be doing it wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;
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I will not correct your punctuation. You need a line editor for that.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;How do I contact you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
You can email me at &lt;a href="mailto:juliebutcheredits@yahoo.com"&gt;juliebutcheredits@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You can check out recommendations and *like* my editing page at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/JulieButcherEdits"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/JulieButcherEdits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
On twitter you can find me at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/Julie_Butcher"&gt;https://twitter.com/Julie_Butcher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I look forward to working with you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Baby Evil Writers 101: Finding a Reputable Agent Step #1&lt;br /&gt;
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Once you’ve finished a manuscript, it’s easy to jump right into sending hundreds of letters to literary agents. Maybe you get a list from a friend, or sign up for a website that lists agents who represent the genre of book that you write. They’re an agent and so inherently have the evil goodness that you’re searching for, right?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Not so my sweet minions of evil.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.evilwriters.com/2013/03/baby-evil-writers-101-finding-reputable.html"&gt;Continue reading at The Evil League of Evil Writers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/2xEQFqhMI8E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/2xEQFqhMI8E/evil-league-of-evil-writers-baby-evil.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/03/evil-league-of-evil-writers-baby-evil.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-5614694255472344218</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Mar 2013 15:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-21T10:16:44.366-05:00</atom:updated><title>Why Nathan Fillion is Han Solo :: Buzzy Mag - Sci-Fi News, Reviews, Interviews and Original Fiction.</title><description>Here you go and yes, my brain is broken. :D&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://buzzymag.com/why-nathan-fillion-is-hans-solo/#.UUskL0Ofsy8.blogger"&gt;Why Nathan Fillion is Han Solo :: Buzzy Mag - Sci-Fi News, Reviews, Interviews and Original Fiction.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/yrtpnn3hOB0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/yrtpnn3hOB0/why-nathan-fillion-is-han-solo-buzzy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/03/why-nathan-fillion-is-han-solo-buzzy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-3439425799270561338</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Mar 2013 04:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-14T23:36:40.183-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mothers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Butcher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">disaster. mothers</category><title /><description>This was today.&lt;br /&gt;
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'nuff said.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/_Kk3LdKUsSE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/_Kk3LdKUsSE/this-was-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/03/this-was-today.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-8344592866319030685</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Mar 2013 16:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-08T10:08:06.089-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Butcher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">disaster. mothers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writer</category><title>Oragami Ice Cream</title><description>So I'm in the car with the high school kids. Middle Daughter was overtired and slumped down in the seat. Youngest Son was in the back happily chattering away about how he taught himself to make an oragami bird this morning. When seventeen year old daughters are worn out, all they say to younger brothers is, "SHUT UP!"&lt;br /&gt;
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You've got to love a kid who can shrug off crankiness.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/rsICZRbcYKU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/rsICZRbcYKU/oragami-ice-cream.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/03/oragami-ice-cream.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-2666692196775926992</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Mar 2013 18:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-07T15:32:14.927-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Butcher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">disaster. mothers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writer</category><title>I Killed the Crockpot But I Didn't Shoot the Refugee</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_EyGJM7G3E0/UTjRFOtOtnI/AAAAAAAABFo/ajSQjQPd-jM/s1600/IMG_20130307_074928+(2).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_EyGJM7G3E0/UTjRFOtOtnI/AAAAAAAABFo/ajSQjQPd-jM/s320/IMG_20130307_074928+(2).jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So today was the big day for my high school kids. The entire school dresses like turn of the century immigrants and they go through the processing at Ellis Island (the school gym) like their ancestors did. We spent yesterday getting costumes together.&lt;br /&gt;
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Since bringing food is a part of the grade for Ellis Island, the high school kids were freaked.&lt;br /&gt;
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I dropped the immigrants at their school and sped over to the grade school to drop off lunch. Then The dogs and I went to the grocery, picked up more ingredients, and sped home. But when I got here, the Lowe's truck was unloading my new washing machine. So I parked across the street. One dog was on the leash, one was under my arm like a purse and my other arm had the groceries.&lt;br /&gt;
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The dog's hind leg got stuck in the waistband of my sweat pants and I pretty much mooned the delivery guys on my way in the door. Seriously, I did. They may never marry having had a preview of the coming attractions of middle age.&lt;br /&gt;
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Noon: This just in. Middle daughter tweeted me that the piroshki was the first food to be eaten gone! We win at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;
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3PM: The pancake griddle evidently caught a chair on fire. 0-O&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/TBJPqE5CblI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/TBJPqE5CblI/i-killed-crockpot-but-i-didnt-shoot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_EyGJM7G3E0/UTjRFOtOtnI/AAAAAAAABFo/ajSQjQPd-jM/s72-c/IMG_20130307_074928+(2).jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/03/i-killed-crockpot-but-i-didnt-shoot.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-576802544056273161</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Mar 2013 22:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-04T16:19:18.903-06:00</atom:updated><title>Kill Your Heroes</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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If you haven't heard this song, you should. It belongs on Monday.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/fFrTcyXncrw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/fFrTcyXncrw/kill-your-heroes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/03/kill-your-heroes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-8189802940205111585</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Mar 2013 02:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-08T09:50:54.431-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Butcher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writer</category><title>Head-banger Writing</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Sometimes I think it would be easier to stand and bang your
head against a brick wall that it is to be a writer. I mean, think about it.
Head-banging only requires a head, a wall, and the courage to get ‘er
done.&amp;nbsp; There could only be three
outcomes. Your head would break, the wall would crumble, or you’d pass out
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Some days I’d rather bash my noggin than try to pull words
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I may seriously need chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/8fMycYVS_gE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/8fMycYVS_gE/head-banger-writing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/03/head-banger-writing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-5529251841145541217</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2013 13:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-08T09:48:28.977-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Butcher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writer</category><title>Evil League of Evil Writers: Baby Evil Writers 101: Finding Your Voice</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.evilwriters.com/2013/02/baby-evil-writers-101-finding-your-voice.html?spref=bl"&gt;Evil League of Evil Writers: Baby Evil Writers 101: Finding Your Voice&lt;/a&gt;: Baby Evil Writers 101: Finding Your Voice   Julie Butcher     The first time I heard the term Voice, as it applies to writing, was at an S...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/4Mv1B0oyN5M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/4Mv1B0oyN5M/evil-league-of-evil-writers-baby-evil_28.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/02/evil-league-of-evil-writers-baby-evil_28.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-7227528042411025109</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2013 16:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-08T09:48:48.401-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Butcher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writer</category><title>Evil League of Evil Writers: Baby Evil Writers 101: Seriously Guys, You Need He...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.evilwriters.com/2013/02/baby-evil-writers-101-seriously-guys.html?spref=bl"&gt;Evil League of Evil Writers: Baby Evil Writers 101: Seriously Guys, You Need He...&lt;/a&gt;: Baby Evil Writers 101: Seriously Guys, You Need Help  Julie Butcher   I'm not talking about MENTAL HEALTH HELP. If you're reading this post ...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/YgxpWaZP4B8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/YgxpWaZP4B8/evil-league-of-evil-writers-baby-evil.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/02/evil-league-of-evil-writers-baby-evil.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-1865622568836213291</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Feb 2013 19:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-08T09:49:08.299-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Butcher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writer</category><title>Strange Love For Valentine’s Day :: Buzzy Mag - Sci-Fi News, Reviews, Interviews and Original Fiction.</title><description>I have a new article out today. You guys, this is really how my brain works so no judging, mkay?&lt;br /&gt;
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The Evil League of Evil Writers are auctioning off goods and services to help Crestline Elementary School which &lt;a href="http://www.columbian.com/news/2013/feb/03/fire-damages-crestline-elementary/"&gt;burned to the ground.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Crestline Elementary was a fabulous school. How do we know this?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.lilithsaintcrow.com/journal/2013/02/up-in-smoke/" style="color: #757575; text-decoration: initial;"&gt;Ask Lilith Saintcrow.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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In her words:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
This is the school where the office staff knows every student’s name and the teachers pour their souls–and most of their paychecks–into every kid in every class, not just their own. This is the school where any adult that’s not known on sight AND carrying a red volunteer badge or sticker is clustered by very polite but inflexible staff and volunteers, to be escorted to the office to sign in. It’s the school a ten-year-old boy loves so much he’s excited on Sunday night because Monday means he can go back. The place was held together by the steady commitment of teachers and office staff, who made it work with spit and baling wire some days, and volunteers who pitched in where they could even after their kids went on to other schools.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
This is the school where nobody goes home until all the kids are accounted for at the end of the day.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
An extraordinary school indeed.&lt;br /&gt;
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On Sunday, February 3, Crestline Elementary burned to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;
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Literally. Nothing's left of the building itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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The classrooms. The library. Where these kids played and learned, where staff taught and worked.&lt;br /&gt;
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Everything gone.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" itemprop="name" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; font-weight: normal; margin: 0.75em 0px 0px; position: relative;"&gt;
&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/296fdzC20sY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/296fdzC20sY/now-you-can-buy-evil.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/02/now-you-can-buy-evil.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-6653128373984804060</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2013 16:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-08T09:49:47.931-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Butcher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writer</category><title>Evil League of Evil Writers: Baby Evil Writers 101: On Publishing Wait Times</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.evilwriters.com/2013/01/baby-evil-writers-101-on-publishing.html?spref=bl"&gt;Evil League of Evil Writers: Baby Evil Writers 101: On Publishing Wait Times&lt;/a&gt;: On Publishing Wait Times   Julie Butcher     Stop.     Before you hit send on that manuscript submission or query letter, realize what you'r...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/H2Je0aVjDMg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/H2Je0aVjDMg/evil-league-of-evil-writers-baby-evil.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/01/evil-league-of-evil-writers-baby-evil.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-2458688837071413271</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2013 04:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-23T22:08:04.201-06:00</atom:updated><title>Partied Out</title><description>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VgRzENa4j1Q/UQCzWCZDlaI/AAAAAAAABFQ/M1lrKXvbkNw/s1600/image+(2).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VgRzENa4j1Q/UQCzWCZDlaI/AAAAAAAABFQ/M1lrKXvbkNw/s400/image+(2).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are worn out from the birthday party.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/IaH5AzexeLk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/IaH5AzexeLk/partied-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VgRzENa4j1Q/UQCzWCZDlaI/AAAAAAAABFQ/M1lrKXvbkNw/s72-c/image+(2).jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/01/partied-out.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-4425394582387975927</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2013 00:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-08T09:50:09.109-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Butcher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writer</category><title>Crazy Winter Blues Busters</title><description>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #525252; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;It’s that time of year again. The lovely sugar rush from the holidays is gone, replaced with the slow agony of dropping those cheesecake-filled pounds. Read the rest at&lt;a href="http://buzzymag.com/crazy-winter-blues-busters/"&gt; Buzzy Mag.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/Xp9gJ78sdyQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/Xp9gJ78sdyQ/crazy-winter-blues-busters.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/01/crazy-winter-blues-busters.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-3103826681423984031</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2013 17:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-08T09:50:33.311-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Butcher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writer</category><title>The Joy of Quiet Things and Puppies</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EXUZE0Y6t8s/UOcOzjsYnBI/AAAAAAAABEc/VMZfew1sYAg/s1600/image+(2).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EXUZE0Y6t8s/UOcOzjsYnBI/AAAAAAAABEc/VMZfew1sYAg/s400/image+(2).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
I double-dog dare you not to find Buffy the Vampire-Slayer Von Doom adorable sleeping with her unicorn.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It's the little things.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/0LFT4j7OxFQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/0LFT4j7OxFQ/the-joy-of-quiet-things-and-puppies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EXUZE0Y6t8s/UOcOzjsYnBI/AAAAAAAABEc/VMZfew1sYAg/s72-c/image+(2).jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2013/01/the-joy-of-quiet-things-and-puppies.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-4086790444564864934</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2012 14:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-08T09:51:19.356-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Butcher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writer</category><title>Holiday Dinner with a Plethora of Badass :: Buzzy Mag – Sci-Fi News, Reviews, Interviews and Original Fiction.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://buzzymag.com/holiday-dinner-with-a-plethora-of-badass/#.UMdBjy-C6Ks.blogger"&gt;Holiday Dinner with a Plethora of Badass :: Buzzy Mag – Sci-Fi News, Reviews, Interviews and Original Fiction.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/7JTXe8w4wc4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/7JTXe8w4wc4/holiday-dinner-with-plethora-of-badass.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2012/12/holiday-dinner-with-plethora-of-badass.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-7061203206936767586</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2012 13:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-12-10T07:37:14.222-06:00</atom:updated><title>I'm blogging at the Evil League of Evil Writers today</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.evilwriters.com/2012/12/baby-evil-writers-101-queries-over.html?spref=bl"&gt;Evil League of Evil Writers: Baby Evil Writers 101: Queries over the Holidays&lt;/a&gt;: Baby Evil Writers 101: Queries over the Holidays&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Julie Butcher     No. Just no.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Reason One   Literary agents and editors are people,...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/IyL82GF3o70" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/IyL82GF3o70/im-blogging-at-evil-league-of-evil.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2012/12/im-blogging-at-evil-league-of-evil.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-5381259230215213343</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2012 17:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-12-06T11:40:00.268-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Butcher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writer</category><title>Baby Evil Writers 101: Tags and Traits</title><description>I'm blogging at the Evil League of Evil Writers today on Tags and Traits. It is&lt;a href="http://www.evilwriters.com/"&gt; Here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~4/G4Mw8GOQKC8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/IWjA/~3/G4Mw8GOQKC8/baby-evil-writers-101-tags-and-traits.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Butcher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><gd:extendedProperty name="commentSource" value="1" /><gd:extendedProperty name="commentModerationMode" value="FILTERED_POSTMOD" /><feedburner:origLink>http://jrbutcher.blogspot.com/2012/12/baby-evil-writers-101-tags-and-traits.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690687403635237432.post-3988207754096196105</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2012 12:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-27T06:13:00.567-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Butcher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writer</category><title>On Patience and Publishing</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
On Patience and Publishing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
The first query I sent received a request for a full in less
than five minutes. (I know, right? I had an instant heart-attack.) Upon later
enlightenment (much later) I realized that particular manuscript stunk on ice.
This was an unfortunate event. &lt;i&gt;Why&lt;/i&gt;
you might think. Well, because it gave me unreal expectations about the
timeline of publishing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Don’t fool yourself kiddo. Writing is a long-term investment
of your mind, and your heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
What&amp;nbsp;I've&amp;nbsp;come to realize is that you’re going to do your
time before you emerge triumphant. You’ll also head down into the Valley of Fail
(many times) and work your way back up to the peak of I can do this. (If you
want to win)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
There will be rejections.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Either you’ll get them at the front from agents and editors or
you’ll have them from reviewers. They will be there—in spades. But there will also
be moments of pure joy. The day you write THE END on a story and the first time
you hand pages to someone to read and you can see them sucked into the world&amp;nbsp;you've&amp;nbsp;created.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
The best of all is the day you’re signed by your dream
agent. (I was so floaty and flabbergasted that I lost a brand-new phone—seriously,
I never found it again. Only Heaven kept me from wrecking the car because I
absolutely do not remember driving.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Everyone has a different experience. Some few go straight to
the top. But most of us plug along day after day and take years. Don’t think
you’re all alone out there in the dark.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
The rest of us are rooting for you. So pick yourself up, dust
yourself off, and get to work. We know you can do this&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Here is a hug. *HUGS*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
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