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I use questails for her computer geniousness.

After the Singapore Incident, I went a-searching for online document storage because emailing stories and notes to myself (and backing it all up on three separate flash drives, or posting it and locking it here) didn’t fully satisfy my ocd. I discovered some nicely recommended storage sites, but I’ve successfully locked myself down with anti-malware everything and the sites won’t allow me to upload without turning it off, which I cannot do because something might explode.

So I asked questails and she put up with my ignorance magnanimously (as always) and said, why don’t you just use the document feature on gmail?

Oh.

I’ve been playing with gmail docs for a couple weeks now and I love it love it love it. I love that I can email stories in and send draft links without attachments to whomever I want (the rest of you might not share in my ease of sharing). It’s clean text that keeps the style definitions so that I can copy and post without having to fiddle with font, unlike Word 07 which is of the devil, notepad takes too much out, etc.

Curious about word count last night, I searched around to see if there was any difference between Word and gmail and discovered – my writing is easily understood by the average eleven year old and I typically write at the fourth grade level according to the Flesch-Kincaid Readability Tests. Occasionally, rarely, I step up to the fifth grade level. That puts me about even with Reader’s Digest and a little better than our local disaster of a newspaper.

I’m sure Word offers the same information, but I never go deeper than the word count at the bottom of the screen. I know the tests don’t qualify as ratings, if it did, my fondness for a certain word that begins with f would push me at least into middle school (where I will eternally remain in heart and action). So, I’m going to be more polysyllabic this week. I’m going to keep telling questails that she’s magnanimous, because she is. And victoriawiley, who writes shopping lists at the doctorate level, I’m going to tell her that she’s perspicacious, because that’s why I love her, and with her help I will use more semi-colons and develop complex sentence structures and I will finally understand the past perfect tense. I will try, and fail, to stop beginning sentences with And and But.

So, using Flesch-Kincaid, who is your target audience?

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You'll note he's got a wee shiny rock to hold down the corner of the parchment, to keep it from curling as he writes. The weird green smear looks like some strange mossy hieroglyph, which I liked, so I left it; all it really is is a smear from a leaky inkjet cartridge.

Crows are actually a bit tough to draw just from memory, but I'm amused enough with handsome Edda that I kinda want to make a painting out of this. I'd use gold leaf in there somewhere - of course - I'm not above flattery, particularly in exchange for witty crow-songs and earlobe nibbles.

Books for fourth graders are likely to have pictures in them; I vote you keep the subject matter, and add more pictures, because the world needs more beautiful men kissing. Or trying to kill each other. However you like. I love books with pictures in them. <3

It has been a ridiculously long nap evening in the questails abode; how in the hell did I sleep until 11pm?! So much for my half-hour power nap. One glass of tea, then something with a reasonable amount of liquor in it.

I do get migraines (thanks, Mom), but so far - knock on wood - not bad ones. I .. I have no idea how to get from a migraine to an odd-eyed stuffed kingfisher, but it wouldn't be the weirdest thing I'd (thought I'd) seen, lying in the dark, trying to will my head to stop hurting.

I LOVE HIM!!!!! Please, please make a painting! Please! And make prints so I can have a copy of him. Please!!!! I see Edda having a vast collection of polished rocks to use as paper weights. You even know how he holds his pen (that is how he holds his pen!) and that is his pen! Also, he is left handed, so I now know with certainty that it was Edda at your window. Edda's face, Edda's eyes. *Sigh*

I'm holding my breath to see a painting of him, but this sketch is delightful.

They made me work long hours today and I couldn't get online with my phone and they kept asking questions and they kept telling me to do things, and it was only now that I could sit down with a glass of wine and look at Edda. I love him.

According to this I write YA stories

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