“Say my name,
say my name.”
Voldemort*
Sad news is
that when I checked my email today I got my first rejection today.
Yup. That story I was writing was turned down. The actual rejection
came last night on the day I submitted. Anyway it's already off to
another publisher to see if I can get it to work. Anyway this story
will keep hopping publishers until it finds one that likes it. And
I'll keep writing more stories!
Anyway onto the
flash fiction!
Scales and
Strings
Stupid. Human.
Instruments. They sound terrible. They're impossible to play. I'm
awkwardly strumming this guitar with my claws. It sounds horrid. Humans played
with picks. Looks like the flatted claws of a baby to me. Dragons
shouldn't have to play these instruments. But I have to play these
human instruments in my music class. I picked the guitar since it
looked interesting. Why didn't I pick the flute?
Oh right,
because where the guitar sits is right next to my crush. She has the
most beautiful scarlet scales.
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