A fellow writer friend from Brisbane sent me an email today. She was supposed to send her manuscript to me so I could have a read. She's all studied and clever and has a beautiful 'voice'. I read the first three chapters a little while back and I've been itching to see where it goes ever since.
So anyway I've been wondering where this promised hard copy is (she couldn't send it over the net because her work's net filter took offence to some of the language).
It turns out she had it printed, in an envelope with our address on it and at the last minute balked, rushing back to her laptop to re-edit.
Sound familiar, anyone?
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