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davidn ([personal profile] davidn) wrote2007-09-24 03:20 pm

I'm a published writer (sort of)

http://www.bostonnow.com/print_edition/BostonNOW%209-24-07.pdf - Have a look at the top of page 5.

I admit that I've been trying for ages to get printed in that, regularly submitting articles that I thought offered amusing insights into a Scottish immigrant's view of life in America. Out of all those, they selected some drivel I wrote about biscuits and then cut out the funny bit, making me sound like a middle-aged Radio Times reader submitting a household handy hint.

It's not easy having editors, is it?
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[personal profile] kjorteo 2007-09-24 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
That has to be, without a doubt, the most garish newspaper (or whatever that is) I've ever seen. It's like...it's like every page is that big colorful explosion of coupons and ads that you see in the little insert of the Sunday ones.
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[personal profile] kjorteo 2007-09-24 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Also, that kind of reminds me of my Donkey Long Land story, which I really need to put in [livejournal.com profile] videogame_tales one of these days.

[identity profile] kaedeko.livejournal.com 2007-09-25 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
This newspaper looks kinda like someone took a supermarket tabloid and actually put factual information in it.

[identity profile] pami-zee.livejournal.com 2007-09-25 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
Yay David!

Also, you're still all over the scoreboard for the Dance Machine in the Union, top for one but in a few you're been beaten, although I'm guessing you knew that already. I meant to ask, how do you make it so two people can play against each other?

[identity profile] jenny0.livejournal.com 2007-09-25 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
I hate to say it but it does give the mental image of you standing there in a cardigan, looking with a bewildered expression at a crushed packet of biscuits ;>