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Jun. 22nd, 2007 10:08 pm* I fail to understand why the waiters at Pizza Hut dance. I mean, why dance? What is so entertaining about it? Is it something that happens in this particular place alone? Would they dance if I go to another Pizza Hut in the city? Would they dance if I go to another Pizza Hut in *another* city? Why? What is, as Prof. Big Mac would say, the *point*?
Still. We ate a lot, and while I feel a little guilty for the amount of money poor A. had to spend, I can't feel too bad. Hey, you don't get a plush job offer every day! And when you do, your old high school friends deserve some treating, right? *burps*
Maybe I shouldn't have eaten that much.
* Have you ever read a story that has a really interesting concept and a really neat plotline and then somehow it doesn't work for you because the *writing* doesn't work for you, and you can see that all it needs is a little *editing*, maybe some spitting and polishing, a little less telling and a little more showing, that's all, and you want to tell the author but you.just.can't? (also, that was a big run-on sentence. i don't care) I just did. Read one of those, that is. I *hate* this when it happens. It's not that I can't give concrit - I can, but the thing is, how do you tell an author that hey, I think you should've worked a bit more on this thing? That's not a reader's job, that's an editor's job. That's the writer's job, to switch on her Inner Editor and notice something's off.
Still. We ate a lot, and while I feel a little guilty for the amount of money poor A. had to spend, I can't feel too bad. Hey, you don't get a plush job offer every day! And when you do, your old high school friends deserve some treating, right? *burps*
Maybe I shouldn't have eaten that much.
* Have you ever read a story that has a really interesting concept and a really neat plotline and then somehow it doesn't work for you because the *writing* doesn't work for you, and you can see that all it needs is a little *editing*, maybe some spitting and polishing, a little less telling and a little more showing, that's all, and you want to tell the author but you.just.can't? (also, that was a big run-on sentence. i don't care) I just did. Read one of those, that is. I *hate* this when it happens. It's not that I can't give concrit - I can, but the thing is, how do you tell an author that hey, I think you should've worked a bit more on this thing? That's not a reader's job, that's an editor's job. That's the writer's job, to switch on her Inner Editor and notice something's off.