Validation, is of course, the ultimate goal of every writer; indeed, it is the ultimate goal of every person, we writers just have different masochistic ways of obtaining it. Sometimes, however, the smallest gesture is the noisiest advocate.
I received an email not long ago from a professor, which, in the crazy chaos of the first week of classes, got lost in the maelstrom. Brief, it was, barely longer than a line and a link, but saying much in lieu of words.
Shelly,
I thought you might like this.
http://www.ninetymeetingsinninetydays.com/lorriemooore.html
That my professor could recognize my sense of humor is one thing-- that my professor could recognize my preferences in writing style is simply momentous. I was so excited to find that I had a recognizable "style". What I really mean, I was so excited to have a recognizable "voice."
Momentous indeed.
And for your viewing pleasure, a little tidbit of validation to brighten up your day.
Right Now:
What I'm listening to: an audio-recording of Pride and Prejudice
What I want most: the weekend
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