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You could be waiting for a day that won't come
| Monday, July 20, 2009 |
| It Had To Be You |
Today I survived an early morning encounter/meeting with the woman who broke my heart into many, many tiny fragments. She also happens to be the only woman I can trust to give me a straight answer when it comes to my writing. Therefore, I called on her for her editorial skills.
Somehow I have come out the other end unscathed. Thankfully she brought up some big changes that needed to happen in my script, that clearly I never thought through. but more importantly we talked. Just talked. About life and friends and old friends and guys and work and the summer and anything that popped into our heads. It was nice. And I was so surprised to know it was still so easy.
We never spoke of the hurt. It is much better that way. I already know what she's really thinking when we talk about it, I don't need re-assurance.
What I do need is a plan... which I sort of have. She suggested I get people together to read it, just some friends. Apparently my writing is based on interaction a lot of/most of the time. So I have to figure out a time/date/place then I'm just going to make some sort of open-ish FB event for my friends to come out and help read it! I actually don't need that many readers, but hopefully some will come out and get to be audience members too. Either way it'll be nice to get some feedback. |
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Name: Fucking Bingo
Home: Toronto, Ontario, Canada
About Me: You could be waiting for a day that won't come. And you could be so much more than you've become. And I have found my feet, 257 weeks. But you could be waiting for a day that won't come.
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