Secret Admirer.

I just typed an entry about something that happened to me in fifth grade.  I vaguely remembered writing about this same thing in a different journal some time ago, so I decided to see how the entries varied.  As it turns out, the details are almost identical.  Bizarrely so.  I even went off on the same tangents!  But the style was very different.  I think the 2004 version is more fun, so I've decided to post it here instead of what I wrote today.


Once upon a time, there was a 10-year old girl named Mindi. Mindi was in the 5th grade and went to a private school that was so small  there were only two classrooms. One was for the kids in 1st through 4th grades and the other was kids in 5th through 8th. Classes were taught a little differently in that the curriculum was combined to two grades. For example, 5th and 6th graders took the same curriculum which alternated each year. The year Mindi started 5th grade, the 6th grade was being taught. This was how, after moving to a new school for 6th grade, Mindi ended up taking 6th grade curriculum again, and therefore never had 5th grade at all.

But that's another story.

In the Big Room, as the classroom with the older children was called, P.E. class was the period before lunch. (This becomes important later.)

One night, a few days after Halloween, Mindi had a strange and disturbing dream. In this dream, she was acting in a school play opposite a 7th grader named Allen. During a rehearsal, Allen suddenly kissed her passionately and told her that he was in love with her.

That was all it took for Mindi to fall in love with him in real life. Even though she'd never thought much of Allen before except as an older, taller boy whom she feared during dodgeball, he suddenly became all she could think about at all. He seemed cute, sweet, and charming -- like he could literally be the boy of her dreams.

Since Halloween had just passed, Mindi decided she would put some candy in his desk with a note saying that she was his secret admirer. She sneaked out of the gym during P.E. and, as planned, placed the candy in his desk. Then she rushed back to the gym. In her haste, she forgot to leave the note, which turned out to be just as well.

Mindi watched discreetly as Allen sat down to eat his lunch. He spotted the candy immediately, picked it up, and looked around the room quizzically. At the end of his lunch, he ate it.  That was such fun for Mindi that she decided to do it again the next day. And the day after that. And the day-- Okay. It actually continued for probably about two or three weeks. By this time, she had run out of Halloween candy to give Allen, so she used her own money to buy him candy at the store. The best deal she could find was BloPops for 7 cents each, so that's what she gave him several days in a row.

Allen was no longer surprised to find the candy in his desk. He started coming in and looking in his desk immediately after P.E. to see what he got.

One bizarre day, after eating his lunch, Allen wandered around the classroom, asking people if they had any left-over food to give him. Mindi was so excited that he was actually talking to her that she said yes, and without thinking of the repercussions, pulled out one of the BloPops from the very back of her desk. Allen's jaw dropped and his eyes widened. Then he smiled. His best friend, Ben, scowled, and the two of them went out to the hall and started kicking each other.

"What's wrong with those two?" asked Janee, a seventh-grade girl.

"They're fighting over Mindi," said Larry, a seventh-grade boy.

Mindi was so excited she thought she was going to shriek aloud. Did this mean that Allen and Ben both loved her? Was she going to have to choose between them?

In the end, nothing happened with either boy, and Allen never said anything to Mindi about the secret admirer thing, either. It seemed that maybe he wasn't her dream boy after all. Since her cover was blown, she didn't think it would be much fun to keep spending her money on candy for Allen. She wasn't sure whether he even deserved it.  So she stopped doing so, and used the money to buy candy for herself.

The End.

City of Delusion

I did a meme thingy.  I'm posting it mostly because I was so amused about the song titles that popped up for 2 & 7!  (However, I was rather annoyed that the same bands kept showing up.  I TOTALLY LISTEN TO MORE THAN JUST THESE BANDS!)

Directions:
1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write that song name down no matter how silly it makes you look.
4. Title this post what the answer to your last question is.
5. Good luck and have fun!

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1.  IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY ...?
Attack – 30 Seconds to Mars 

2.  HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
Sour Girl – Stone Temple Pilots 

3.  WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
The New Year – Death Cab for Cutie

4. HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Back At Your Door – Maroon 5

5.  WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
The End – My Chemical Romance

6.  WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
No No No – The Yeah Yeah Yeahs

7.  WHAT DO YOU OFTEN THINK ABOUT?
Punk Boy - Ash

8.  WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Find the River - REM

9.  WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Teenagers – My Chemical Romance

10.  WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Dark and Stormy - Ash

11.  WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Pure Morning - Placebo

12.  WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Feeling Good - Muse

13.  WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Hello - Oasis

14.  WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Love Ridden – Fiona Apple

15. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
She Is Love - Oasis

16.  WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO NAME THIS POST?
City of Delusion - Muse

Done with that.

So, my revision took only about six hours total.  That was six hours of the song "It's Been Awhile" by Staind playing on repeat.  (Odd, yes, because Seth would never listen to Staind.  But that song always gets me into his head and helps with his voice better than anything else for some reason.)

It's done now.  And I am happy

Oh, and I've also sent it off to the agent who requested it.  I guess getting that full request really was a good kick in the arse!  If only it always worked like that for me!

In answer to my own question...

Yes, querying before doing my small revision = The Stupid. 

In the past 24 hours, I've had a request for 50 pages and a request for the full. 

*wishing to be home instead of at work so I can GET CRACKING*

One last shot.

I sent out 17 new queries for Seth's story this afternoon. Was that stupid of me? I don't know. There is one thing I really, really need to revise/incorporate into this story in order to know that it is The Best It Can Be... For Now. Sure, there are a few other things people have suggested which might help some, too, but I don't believe any of them are make-it-or-break-it things. So, I'm going to just do it. This small revision. Maybe if I'm lucky, I can get it done between Wednesday afternoon and Thursday morning (ha!)--since those are the only blocks of time I'll have available until the morning of December 23rd.

Anyway, the queries. I had made a list of agents that I'd planned to query in October until I developed a horrible fear that this whole thing is a huge waste of my time. But I've read stories, you know? Other writers who have been in that place who decided to just send out a few more queries before moving on. And voila! They finally got an offer!

I've begun incorporating this one thing into the manuscript. And I sent the e-queries out two hours ago.

(I got a request for a partial an hour later, but then I checked response times on Verla's and saw that this agent has a reputation for requesting partials (and fulls, even!) and then never responds. Ever. So, I won't get my hopes up too far with her!)

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