May. 2nd, 2011

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May. 2nd, 2011 10:20 am
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My editor LOVES my latest column, saying it's "funny and insightful."

Good news

May. 2nd, 2011 10:20 am
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My editor LOVES my latest column, saying it's "funny and insightful."
outsdr: (Default)
So, I have a friend in Maryland with whom I frequently exchange mail. Last week, I wrote him a letter spanning 10 postcards. While I know it would have been far cheaper to write him a letter and mail it in one envelope, this is more fun for both of us, and I have a box of over 1,000 postcards that I need to use up.

Anyway, once I was done with the postcards, I wasn't happy with how much blank space was left between the top of the address and the stamp. So, I wrote a little story, and I spaced it out across the postcards. To help delineate it from the postcard message, I wrote the story upside down and in blue ink. Here's an example:



And here's the story I wrote:

Sarah sat down at the table outside of the coffee shop, the drink she'd just purchased warm in her hands. She took a tentative sip, swallowed and sighed. "Hazelnut. My order is wrong. Again." The shop was now closed, and she was out of money. With an explosion of thunder, rain began to fall heavily, cooling the discarded drink as Sarah walked off into the storm, her throat slowly swelling shut.
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So, I have a friend in Maryland with whom I frequently exchange mail. Last week, I wrote him a letter spanning 10 postcards. While I know it would have been far cheaper to write him a letter and mail it in one envelope, this is more fun for both of us, and I have a box of over 1,000 postcards that I need to use up.

Anyway, once I was done with the postcards, I wasn't happy with how much blank space was left between the top of the address and the stamp. So, I wrote a little story, and I spaced it out across the postcards. To help delineate it from the postcard message, I wrote the story upside down and in blue ink. Here's an example:



And here's the story I wrote:

Sarah sat down at the table outside of the coffee shop, the drink she'd just purchased warm in her hands. She took a tentative sip, swallowed and sighed. "Hazelnut. My order is wrong. Again." The shop was now closed, and she was out of money. With an explosion of thunder, rain began to fall heavily, cooling the discarded drink as Sarah walked off into the storm, her throat slowly swelling shut.

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