tooting my own horn

Look! Me and charliegrrrl reviewed side by side:


"Horatius and Clodia, Charlie Anders - Strange Horizons
A stylish romance of AI e-currency, from the point of view of the e-currency.

Dead. Nude. Girls - Lori Selke - Strange Horizons
Another twisted romance! (SH specialises in them, it seems!) This particular twisted romance is between a man and a zombie exotic dancer. Far more sensitive and gentle a story than the title suggests."


http://community.livejournal.com/lastshortstory/8156.html

Meanwhile, Jean Roberta says that the original Tough Girls has a cult following! I am a cult editor! Dude!

http://joliedupre.blogspot.com/2007/06/iridescence-blog-tour-jean-roberta.html

QOTD

"Men's sexual attraction to scary woman is called morbidophilia." (From the caption of the picture accompanying this story.)

Keys to Praising Lori

First, the obligatory disclaimer: this is not directed at anyone who has praised or complimented me lately. This is also not a criticism of anyone in any way. I accept all compliments and I try to do so with grace. (I may not always succeed...) Some I just take closer to heart than others. If you want an idea of how to get closer to my heart, here's how:

1. Say something other than "you'll do a good job." I know that. In fact, if push comes to shove, I will probably do a good job at the expense of my stamina and sanity. Tell me instead, for example, that I will still be sane at the end of it and it will be fun and rewarding in the meanwhile.

2. I like specifics. Especially when it comes to writing or performance, I like to know what works so I can do it again.

3. Also, if I ask, "why do you say that?" it means I'm really paying attention and taking you seriously.

4. I am suspicious of hyperbole and flattery. This comes from being a smart fat girl with big tits. (Really. How do you think creepy older men try to pick up smart fat chicks with big tits? "You're so smart. And so pretty. Can I touch them?" Uh huh.)

5. I think the greatest compliment may always be, "I missed you" or some variant. "I'd like to see you." "It was lovely spending time with you."

Anyone want to add any observations from experience?

sometimes I'm easy.

I was having a bad morning at work, stressful enough that I needed to leave my desk and vent so I didn't scream or break some delicate computer equipment.

At lunch, I got a Key Lime soda as a treat, and an extra-fancy sandwich. And on my way out of the shop, a chubby girl in a soccer jersey smiled at me. (I think it was the braces.)

And when she smiled, a whole layer of stress just lifted away. Huh. Lookit that.

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My next poem will be entitled, "19 pictures of my dick."