I Wrote Something You Can't Cook!
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|Fri, 11-14-2008 - 4:23pm|
Yesterday afternoon, surfing the 'Net, watching TV on the dining room set, I tempted the Fates. You see, my horoscope (not just one but two!) advised against anything creative or involving money. Your writer's imagination can figure out what that might mean to a writer and family personal chef.
Two essays had been boiling under my skin for weeks - OK, maybe months. They were worthy of a copyeditor although one was about "verbal typos" that might be more accurately described as mispronunciation.
I closed down the Internet, opened Word (think I'm finally figuring out Word 2007!), and started writing. Those essays must have been at a rolling boil 'cause I puked them out in record time. Considering those horoscopes, I decided to keep both essays on the back burner with a tight lid. I'll stir them on Monday and check the seasonings. Then I'll write the cover letter for the first one, simmer that for a while, taste it and correct the seasonings, and submit it. Since they were both written for the same magazine, I might mention the second essay in the first cover letter but I'll wait to see what they say about the first before submitting the second.
Of course, I'll check my horoscope Monday before doing any of the above. ;-)
BTW, I made a classic chicken dish last night. Nobody died.