[screened from Kristoph and Klavier]

[wrightaway]

I talked to my dad over the weekend for Father's Day. Usually I just send a card, but this year I felt it was important to actually call. I thought he'd have a lot to say about me not being a lawyer anymore but he was...refreshingly indifferent. It put a few things in perspective for me

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[young_maiden]

Well, well. Sneaking and spying like the true con you've proven to be! And you make me out to be a criminal!

[[forgive my terrible white knighting compulsion]]

[nosugar_nomilk]

I should point out that viewing public cases doesn't actually count as spying. I've done it myself.

You can't be a con if you weren't convicted of a crime. He wasn't.

Being precise in your language is something you need to work on if you want to write poetry, sweetheart.

((.....DD: *burns all traces of your WIP love ballad*))

[young_maiden]

.....!

[young_maiden]

H-hey! Those are minor details! MINOR! Haven't you heard of poetic license? It's all open to interpretation - just like poetry should be!!

[nosugar_nomilk]

I've heard of poetic license. Do you know what it really means? Because what I know is that lazy writers use it as an excuse to get away with sloppy work, and if there's one thing I can't stand, it's sloppy work.

Real poets weigh each word with care!

[young_maiden]

Nooooooooooooooooo!

[young_maiden]

If you think you know so much, why aren't YOU out there writing it??!

[[I propose a--poetry battle?!]]

[nosugar_nomilk]

I'm not writing it because I'm not a poet, but that doesn't mean I can't critique it.

I know a lot about poetry. I know that I could outwrite you any day of the week.

((Great minds....! 8D))

[young_maiden]

Why, you little scamp. That's it. Outwrite me? Hah! I'd like to see you try!! You wait, I'll crush you under my heel just like I crushed my own arch-rival in the fourth grade, what was his name? Dwayne Pipe. Yes,

[young_maiden]

that stuck-up so-and-so! If you only heard the horrible things he called me when he heard my name. I tattled to the teacher and the headmaster and even the police station across the road but would he stop? No, of course he was a nasty little brat but he got his comeuppance when I wrote him a long list of everything that was wrong with him and got up and read it at our school music night,

((3/3))

[young_maiden]

you should have seen their faces and there was a ruckus in the audience when the teachers were shouting at me to stop. As if I would!! It was a poem and I told them so because every line rhymed so I started singing it and all the silly children started screaming, and honestly, it gave me a terrible ringing in my ears but it was worth every second!

[nosugar_nomilk]

An angry little girl doesn't count as a great writer.

I wonder, did you ever grow up? Or is an angry little girl still what you are inside?

You won't outwrite me like that. I hope you can do better.