My apologies

Last night’s story, while fine, was a train wreck with typos. I gave it two quick go-overs last night, but I was pretty tired and just punched the publish button. The middle paragraph was just fucked. I’ve cleaned it up some, but it’s always an unfortunate thing to have such sloppy editing. It’s even more unfortunate when you do the editing yourself and have no one else to blame…

As far as the story goes, I found it a little confusing. The old man was so judgmental, and it left me wondering where it was all coming from (since I wrote the story). I liked it overall, but it’s strange that he can be so harsh toward this girl who is laughing and loving and essentially accusing her of not living a fulfilling life. Strange stuff. It’s one of the many reasons why I enjoy writing.