Reptilian Sunday
Here it is in a nutshell: Because of a challenge from another maker of words to the Web, I have been wrestling for days with an alligator of a piece, one that seems destined to drag me under and roll me until I drown. I need to go Tarzan on it, reach down its snout and rip out its lungs, but every time I try, the beast takes me under again. Tomorrow for sure. Or the day after. How the blazes do I know?
I’ll get you for this. You know who you are.
11 May 2008
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Jim writes:
You know I know who “You know who are” is.
But why not give the piece, in its raw & unpolished state, to someone else to read. See if that person can get you pointed in the direction of finalization.
It works for me sometimes.
Posted 12 May 2008