So I sent off a few of the things I wrote to a former professor of mine who has relocated to her second home in New York with her husband after the storm. She lived in Bay St. Louis about two blocks from the bay, so she lost everything. I wasn’t expecting to hear back from her so soon, especially a week later. I sent her a couple of short character sketches (I suppose you would call them that), some hurricane observations, and the first “finished” draft of my baby, a satirical story. She thought what I wrote was wonderful, lovely, strong, and very, very good. I thought most of it was weak and that it needed a lot of work. Shows you what I know. I value her opinion greatly. She has the proper credentials for me to value her opinion greatly. She even went on to say that she is going to do everything she can to help me get a grant so that I may pursue writing further and she is also interested in putting together a book with me and a few other people with different essays, short fiction, and observations. How awesome is that? Deadline is in less than two months though, so I should stop writing this, and write some other things that will get me free money.
Happy Thomas Crapper Day! (Actually it was yesterday that marked the day that he invented the flushing toilet, but better late than never, or was it better out than in?)