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fandomhigh2024-04-22 05:43 am
doesdoctorstuff) wrote in fandomhigh2024-04-22 05:43 am
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Creative Writing--So Simple Even You Can Do It! (Probably), Monday, Period 4
Some time last week, messages had handwavily gone out to the class telling them to send in their completed manuscripts by Sunday and those who didn't would fail the class horribly and also get syphilis.
Walking into the classroom on Monday, the reason for such a dire message became obvious. On Navaan's desk were small stacks of books - one stack for each student who had sent something in. Turned out that Gorham Print had done a bunch of fast printing and each student now had five copies of their own manuscript, printed and bound for them.
"Yay! You finished your book!" Navaan said, cheering and throwing confetti in the air. "And whether you did it slowly and regularly over the semester or in one long and panicked writing session to make the arbitrary deadline doesn't matter! In fact, the second way is how most writers do it. TA DAAAAAA!!"
And then she was calling people up to her desk to hand them their stacks of books. "One if for you to keep, the other four are for...I dunno. Whatever you wanna do with 'em. Give 'em to people or shop around for an editor or...whatever. They're your problem now."
Congrats, class! You were all real writers now!
...Sorta.
Walking into the classroom on Monday, the reason for such a dire message became obvious. On Navaan's desk were small stacks of books - one stack for each student who had sent something in. Turned out that Gorham Print had done a bunch of fast printing and each student now had five copies of their own manuscript, printed and bound for them.
"Yay! You finished your book!" Navaan said, cheering and throwing confetti in the air. "And whether you did it slowly and regularly over the semester or in one long and panicked writing session to make the arbitrary deadline doesn't matter! In fact, the second way is how most writers do it. TA DAAAAAA!!"
And then she was calling people up to her desk to hand them their stacks of books. "One if for you to keep, the other four are for...I dunno. Whatever you wanna do with 'em. Give 'em to people or shop around for an editor or...whatever. They're your problem now."
Congrats, class! You were all real writers now!
...Sorta.