Good morning. And isn't it a lovely morning? Well, frankly, no. I mean, the sun's biffing about over the yard-arm and the lark's getting on with whatever it is that larks are proverbially best at. But we have no new books. And our website is down. And we have no new books. I'm mostly quite upset about the lack of new books. It's not wholly fair. Especially now the website is down.
This thing about the website's being down. We're sorry about that, but please be assured that it's all in a good cause. There's going to be a shiny new website, with bells and foliage and a double-glazed conservatory and, more honestly, a great deal of improved functionality. We have every confidence that it will make considerably more sense than the old one. You'll even be able to submit work online without risking the attendant coronary incidents that the previous procedure generally provoked. See me alliterate plosively. As we speak, Gav's hacking manfully away at the old HTML coalface, which I understand is how websites are generally hewn and shapen. And it's coming. I promise you. In the meantime, there's a holding page through which you can enter all our competitions.
(We thought the books were coming then. A silver van pulled up and there was a man with a clipboard and everything, but it wasn't the books. We are truly inconsolable.)
In other news, spiders are developing a fort of some description in our storeroom, between the copies of the 'In Love' poetry anthology and some discarded polysterene. We're being fairly brave about it.
Sam.
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Your writing cheered me no end. Here was I, resigned and a trifle despondent over my consistent lack of whatever it takes to get published, when your eye-catching, amusing bit of nonsense claimed my attention.
That's it, I thought, Claim their attention; it would do for starters. :~}
Thanks; you're a star.
Hurrah for you, Ms Parker. You have indeed claimed our attention with your very cheering message.
Do keep trying. Cease to despond. Remember Richard Adams and the 20 odd rejections he got before Watership Down was accepted.
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