I feel like I’ve written this before…but I don’t actually remember…
So anyway, I feel totally blessed to have e some awesome friends some of them I only ever talk to online, while others I see on a regular basis, but the point is, their great. Except when they’re the writer ones, because while they to possess a greatness that is incomprehensible, I aslo feel intimated, and somehow, my friends will always and forever make me question if I’m going places with my writing.
So here’s what happens when your friends a writer.
1. They’re grammar police.
It hurts so bad-thats suppose to my job.
But really though, their grammar is just, so impressive-in a terrifying way. As in, her can make Emily Dickerson sound like she’s an inexperienced dork.
2. They have a tendency to make anything sound really interesting.
“Ya’ll, something really crazy happened today.”
*Friend launches unto crazy story about clothes.*
*Friend gets laughs*
*Friend gets applause.*
*Friend gets spot on one-man Broadway show, staring, writing and producing in*
*Friend goes global*
And that, my friends, is how a star is born.
3. They have a tendency to get distracted.
Because they’re writers and daydreamers
They get distracted, very easily, and well, good luck pulling their attention back in.
“Fred? Hey Fred? No seriously, FRED! Oh my gosh, FRED!”
*Throws baseball at friend*
*Throws cantaloupe at friend*
*Throws Lego at friend*
*Throws Lincoln log at friend*
“You know what forget it!”
“What? Sorry, was totally distracted for a second.”
———Really Fred, I was talking to you.——-
4. Reading their stories is a pain…and an honor.
Now as a writer, I get it. You don’t want other people to read your writing
At the same time, I’m still waiting to find out what happened to Carter, Fred. You can’t give me the first three chapters, and then leave me hanging, that’s not how this friendship works.
5. Writing stories with them sucks.
Let’s face it, your part is child’s work, while theirs is like Kerri Maniscalco. You’re doomed.
And yet, you still love it, because you’re secretly crazy about putting yourself in awkward situations, like dancing, and writing stories with the Masters.
Really that’s all I can think of, so stay tuned for more blog posts. Sorry for the delay, guys. I went through a foggy faze, but I’m all good now.