Sunday, May 17, 2009
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I think it's funny.
ReplyDeleteAt first, I thought it was one of those despair.com posters- love those.
LOL. And all of the needles are crying, "pick me! Pick me!"
ReplyDeleteNo aspiring writer wants to consider the heartfelt work of their head and hand "slush" but unfortunately that's the way it is.
ReplyDeleteThat is funny and I just made it my new screen saver!
ReplyDeleteActually, I find it very funny, indeed. Of course, it would be funnier if I was the damn needle ...
ReplyDeleteLOL...thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteHay, what's wrong with my needle?
ReplyDeleteThat is perfectly hilarious!
ReplyDeleteNope, it's funny. In a tragic kind of a way.
ReplyDeleteThis is especially funny after reading Jennifer Jackson's Friday post about writers who think they're entitled to feedback. But that might be me.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the morning giggle. =o)
I don't think it sounds unreasonable ;)
ReplyDeleteSad but true! Thanks for the Monday morning chuckle!
ReplyDelete--Beth M.
Hehe, it got a good chuckle out of me.
ReplyDeleteI posted the same picture on my writers group blog a few days ago. I was explaining some of the finer points of publishing to new-be's.
ReplyDeleteOn the bright side... after all that hay is eaten, it becomes poop. Poop is fertilizer. So, poop is good. Poop is necessary. And one man's poop becomes another man's prize rose at the county fair.
ReplyDeleteSee, there ain't no pot so crooked there ain't a lid to fit it!
Haste yee back ;-)
VERY funny!
ReplyDeleteThis one is incredibly applicable, as well:
ReplyDeletehttp://101reasonstostopwriting.com/uploads/2008/01/slushpiledemotivatormay07_n.jpg
I think that's hilarious! :)
ReplyDeleteI love it!!
ReplyDeleteFunny... unless you're the stalk. |:~)
ReplyDeleteAnd then having to be polite when some of the stalks suggest they several other needles to show you.
ReplyDeleteWell, it is hilarious in a tragic kind of way. Of course, me being me, I'm trying to figure out what kind of hay it is. Oat hay, I am guessing, in case anyone is wondering.
ReplyDeleteBack to the subject. I think it's a very good analogy, which is even more depressing from the needle standpoint.
I'm slowly losing my "stalk"er status and while I may never be a needle, I'm still grateful for the new knowledge. The neon sign above my head flashing "Yahoo" is slowly fading due to a new perception (and AWE) of how difficult ALL aspects of the publishing business are; from writing, reviewing, selling (to a publisher), re-writing, reviewing, editing, re-writing, re-editing to selling (to the public), promoting, marketing and repeating.
ReplyDeleteDo you pray nightly,"Lord save me from amateurs?"
Thank you for your willingness to share,
Oh dear. Not to mention that when you finally set your hand on the needle, it's whisked away with a cry of "Sorry, sold it to someone else!".
ReplyDeleteA quicker searcher, no doubt.
When I lived in the country I use to jump on those and pretend I was riding a horse! And of course I sang "Riding on the Chuckwagon, following my man...I wanna be a cowboy, and you can be my cowgirl." LOL Remember that song?
ReplyDeleteI've found comfort knowing that you can start out as hay, and turn into a needle with work.
ReplyDeleteThat is funny!
ReplyDeleteOh no. What if I really really really want my needle to be liked? And I can already visualize my needle entertaining people? The agony!
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