Megan hated her book and could not look at it anymore even though she did not feel it was finished.
One day while Megan was complaining again Kathy said, "Uh, I think your book is done."
Megan said, "Oh. Okay."
Kathy is smart. Megan would trust Kathy with her life.
"Okay," Megan said. "My book is done."
Now she doesn't have to look at it anymore, which will alleviate a lot of sadness and tantrum-throwing and accidental vomiting.
Moral: That Kathryn is a good egg.
4 comments:
This is a beautiful story. But you have sent me nothing to read yet!
ps. did anyone read the article about grad. writing programs in the Atlantic this month? I accidentally bought that piece of crap because the cover looks deceptively like a Richard Scarry book. What a waste of four dollars! I'm glad Megan and Molly moved away from Iowa. The students at the Writer's Workshop look like a hemorrhoid advertisement. We should challenge their 2004 alums to a literary death match, a real one, the kind where I shoot people.
megan--accidental vomiting. ha. i think your book really is done. and you deserve for it to be done. i'm glad your book being done makes you happy and not frightened.
meghan--i never see the atlantic monthly unless i am in the airport. megan and molly who?
it is also frightening, make no mistake.
and iowa writers workshop students are hemmorrhoids. worst and boring-est fiction ever. i guess their poets are sort of good, though.
I want to read your book.
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