I am mired in exposition. I think my story is not so much in search of a plot as it is in quest of a setting. So far all I know about that bit is an image of a large rolling hill like estate. I did get a more satisfying end to the opening bit though and that feels good.
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Meanwhile, I had to come down on some children today. May I ask why it is okay, young sir, for you to be flippant to me and I not call it as I see it? Hmmmm?
Q:You are here for what reason?
Q:This place is a what?
A: to learn
A: a school
Which means playdates happen on your time not mine.
So much for "I do what I like" as the actual quote is: "I like what I do".***CV
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Monday, November 12, 2007
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