10 February 2006

McKendrick

You and your names, I swear. Bertram will be just fine - everyone can call you Bert for short. Bert McKendrick - great ring to it, don't you think?

Bartholomew or Borthwick or whatever it was that you came up with this morning while I was still half asleep and thankfully can't remember? One word: No.

Deal with it,
-Writer Lady

08 February 2006

Beloved Chick Lit Cast & Crew

Ho! Sorry guys - really, I am - but sign-ups start next week for NaNoEdMo and I really need to get my ass back on that vampire thing. I was considering not doing it and then I read some parts and ... well... I didn't hate it. So that whole gig is back on.

Don't worry. Once I'm done with that, maybe I'll feel the same way about you guys.

No hard feelings, 'k?
-WL

Dear Writer Lady

Hey! What's up with abandoning us right in the middle of the first draft??!!?? We were getting someplace, we were!

Hurt and confused,
Cast & crew of that chick lit thing

04 February 2006

Dear Writer Lady

This bar scene - you're making it way too complicated. I don't need to get mad - just drunk. The blond can buy me the first one, nature and alcohol will take care of the rest. Quit over-thinking it.

Get on with it already,
-David

p.s. - I'll wink if I want. Whit doesn't scare me. Besides that's an empty threat and you know it.

Dear David

Why do you end up mad at her and going home with that bimbo? Some help here. Please.

-WL

03 February 2006

Dear David

That's twice in one chapter, buddy, and I swear to god if you wink at Cammy again, I'm going to turn Whit into a psychopath and have him kill you just to make you stop.

And that would be a damn shame, wouldn't it, since you're supposed to end up with the girl at the end and that'll be kinda difficult if you're dead. Dumbass.

Watch yourself, 'cuz I'm watching you,

-Writer Lady

Dear Cast and Crew of this ... Thing

I write sci-fi/fantasy. Not chick lit and definitely not romance. So somebody had better show up waving a sword (in earnest), riding a magical creature, walking around after they're supposed to be dead or something, because otherwise.... well, I just don't fucking know. Except that I don't write this chick lit shit. So knock it off, all o' yuz.

Peeved,

-Writer Lady