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Their Love was on the Line
This year for my birthday I'm treating myself to a writing conference. A friend of mine from the Dayton group was going and said, 'come along, it will be fun and educational!' I thought to myself, 'well, I'm not working on a romance novel, though I have a few ideas kicking around in the back of my head, but it would still be a lot of fun to hang out with other writers, particularly my friend, and the workshops all look incredibly valuable no matter what genre you're writing. OK, sign me up!"
So I agreed to go, signed up, and found out that I'll actually even get to pitch to an agent.
This sent me off into another tizzy, because I'm not working on a romance. But that is not the point of this post. The point is that my friend and I were talking, and she mentioned that she's going to wear a suit to her pitch. Her day job is a lawyer, and her writing has law elements, so she's using it as another card to play in her pitch.
I joked back that I was thinking of wearing my steel-toed boots and safety glasses and pitching a novel called 'Production Line Passion.' And now I can only think of the jokes. I mean, at my old job the company motto was 'sharing the pleasure of production with our customers.'
Just think of all the possibilities!
I could keep going, but I'd only get deeper into manufacturing terminology.
So I agreed to go, signed up, and found out that I'll actually even get to pitch to an agent.
This sent me off into another tizzy, because I'm not working on a romance. But that is not the point of this post. The point is that my friend and I were talking, and she mentioned that she's going to wear a suit to her pitch. Her day job is a lawyer, and her writing has law elements, so she's using it as another card to play in her pitch.
I joked back that I was thinking of wearing my steel-toed boots and safety glasses and pitching a novel called 'Production Line Passion.' And now I can only think of the jokes. I mean, at my old job the company motto was 'sharing the pleasure of production with our customers.'
Just think of all the possibilities!
- Everything was mass produced...except for their love.
- A Riveting story
- Sparks fly on the spot weld Line
- He'd poka-yoked his heart, but there was no countermeasure for her love
I could keep going, but I'd only get deeper into manufacturing terminology.
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Anyway... I've been toying with the urge to ask you if there's a good midway point (between Dayton and Pittsburgh) to meet up with you for dinner/lunch sometime. Once you're past all the mayhem of the writing conference, maybe we could talk about it?
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Although, on second hand, meeting in Zanesville and checking out the world's biggest basket has it's own bizzare charm.
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But I think it would be fun to meet you out there with the rest of the Mews! And Zanesville has food-type places all over the place, to boot...
*nods* That would be too cool... time and sanity permitting! Let's keep it in mind for a Spring-fling? ^_^
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He worked Third Shift. She worked First Shift. But their love...was timeless.