Post by deplancher on Jan 3, 2021 23:25:01 GMT
Bonjour, VC:
Merci beaucoup for your recent submission, Flight Number, for our consideration.
Please have mercy on all editorial eyes and double space anything always and forever. Skinny lines no doubt will still be read but oh, the bleeding. The blur. You will understand.
I read it all.
The unfolding you present, while articulate and unfailingly lucid, reads like a report rather than a captivating plot/story/discovery/drama. Dynamics, mon ami. We must have something to imagine, to reach for, to stir us. You cannot hope to succeed by telling alone. Par example, without sarcasm I say it felt something not unlike:
I am here. I am walking with my legs. Then I am stopping. Now I am looking. I am not well. I am laying down. I am going to get cured. Now you say you love me forever. You say it. I feel what you say. Now I am sleeping. You are waiting. The news is bad. You cry. I see you crying. When I see you crying I feel like crying too. Now I am dead. Phone me. You phone me. We talk. I love you too. Because. Fini.
Dear VC, that mysterious part about connecting with the spirit world is cool and worth exploration. I hope you do something spectacular with that concept.
Je suis désolé. I am sorry but honest when I say, Flight Number is inappropriate for TQR.
Merci.
Merci beaucoup for your recent submission, Flight Number, for our consideration.
Please have mercy on all editorial eyes and double space anything always and forever. Skinny lines no doubt will still be read but oh, the bleeding. The blur. You will understand.
I read it all.
The unfolding you present, while articulate and unfailingly lucid, reads like a report rather than a captivating plot/story/discovery/drama. Dynamics, mon ami. We must have something to imagine, to reach for, to stir us. You cannot hope to succeed by telling alone. Par example, without sarcasm I say it felt something not unlike:
I am here. I am walking with my legs. Then I am stopping. Now I am looking. I am not well. I am laying down. I am going to get cured. Now you say you love me forever. You say it. I feel what you say. Now I am sleeping. You are waiting. The news is bad. You cry. I see you crying. When I see you crying I feel like crying too. Now I am dead. Phone me. You phone me. We talk. I love you too. Because. Fini.
Dear VC, that mysterious part about connecting with the spirit world is cool and worth exploration. I hope you do something spectacular with that concept.
Je suis désolé. I am sorry but honest when I say, Flight Number is inappropriate for TQR.
Merci.
