Zed's Hiding, or I'm In Ur LJ Brekkin Ur Internets

[akirlu]

Okay, I guess my improbably successful post on the subject of Brits writing American did not, by itself, slow LJ response times to an all time low, but it felt like it. More to the point, though, a friend whose instincts I trust thinks I should polish the piece and try paying markets, and while I think about that, and possibly do something about that, I don't want the pass-along effect spiraling out of control behind my back. Once your stuff has become office bulletin board bumf, it's impossible to recall the rights in any meaningful way. So. It's back under friends lock for now, and my apologies to anyone who was interrupted in mid-conversation. I'm usually all about encouraging the dialog, but I'm also a sad little unpublished writer, and I'd like to do what I can to change that last adjective.

I'll see if I can come up with something controversial to keep y'all entertained instead. Again, sorry to disappoint anyone who was pointed here.