Almost Literary
My Gotham writing teacher was a beautiful, stern man that ruled his classroom with an iron hand. He inspired adulation, disdane and–amongst the cute co-eds–rivalry.
What was I to do when a very charming, very talented Duke graduate came into our class–my class? Naturally, I played the skeptic. But, then she passed out ten pages of delightful prose. I had to choose–was I with her or against her? I didn’t have much choice in the matter. Her words at once pulled me onto the page and away from it–into her world.
She calls herself Almost Literary but, I think she’s just being humble…
(and yes, Stuart, back to my prose tomorrow)
March 7th, 2006 at 8:53 am
that’s too funny! Almost Literary had just left a comment on my blog, and I visited hers. Now she’s bookmarked right under you!
March 7th, 2006 at 11:17 am
Yay! A new blog for me to be a regular reader!!!
March 7th, 2006 at 12:02 pm
Any dookie deserves to be treated with disdain and mistrust until they can prove otherwise.
March 7th, 2006 at 11:32 pm
oboy a new place 2 read ty
March 8th, 2006 at 7:34 am
yes, jeff hunter, mistrust can be a good thing at first. i juuuust learned that (imagine, at my age, just realizing such!?)
March 8th, 2006 at 1:42 pm
How do you like the Gotham Writing classes? I too just stumbled upon Almost Literary and are already a big fan.