There are others out here. Hooray! Now I feel less alone.
Sorry for your rejections, Jenny, but at least you're sending things out. I hope to do the same soon. Jennifer, I really like Shadow, such warm emotions you evoke. Great job.
January 27--Jean Hey, The Coronation of the Virgin. Look at that simpering look on her face. You'd think she never had a mean thought in her head or said a mean word, but Amy Parsons is nothing like she looks, and I hate her. Amy is two-faced like that old god Janus. When there's adults around, especially Sister Joseph Therese, Amy's all sweetness and butter pie. She smooths out her eyes and holds her hands just so and folds them all ladylike in her lap. When it's just kids, Amy's like a tornado or an angry black cat with claws out and all. She spits out cuss words and flings names at the rest of the girls. She frowns and her eyes slant like poison darts. All the grownups think Amy's all pretty and special and devout. That's why she's always picked to be Mary in the Nativity play and the May Queen. Look at her sitting there all smooth and smug with Patty's baby brother Ed on her lap. That's gonna change soon. Me and Patty cut tiny holes in the bottom of Ed's diaper. Things should liven up any minute now.
There. There's nothing like a little spite to start the day off right. See you Thursday.
--Barbara
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