Last night I got a no on a short story. It's one of those iffy shorts that I knew wouldn't work for everyone, but still...a no is a no is a no. Then this morning I tripped over this doing my morning coffee cruise around the internet. I have so much unpacking and washing to do that traipsing around online seems that much more appealing. Anyway, wow! Talk about balance. A no that was sort of disappointing and then a review that was so wonderful!
I'm so, so pleased and the reviewer nailed my own emotions about Julianne. I love when I can tell that someone really got the tone of a piece. It makes me feel all sunny inside. Almost makes me forget how much laundry is in there to be done. And how much sand has been magically transported into my house. :D