Public Apology to Goblin Fruit
Dear Ms. El-Mohtar & Ms. J.P. Wick,
Am APPALLED! Not at your response to the outrageous claims of nodcocks and zealots, but that said nodcocks and zealots infiltrated MY LJ to make them!
Forgive me, girls. Am having some trouble with my Doppelgänger. She's learned all my passwords and comes out after midnight to make mischief when I'm sleeping. (Peeved that I won't leave out the half-and-half and a little saucer for her to suck from. I've tried to tell her, I will NOT have FLIES in my house!)
So glad to note you took her spell of "acting out" with grace and wit, as usual. Hope you won't indulge in any -- heh-heh -- dark and vengeful charms against my person, especially as re: my poems in your magazine.
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wirewalking, I couldn't be more pleased that you're featuring her this summer. After all, we're probably related -- either through an indiscretion of her mother's or mine. Or both. Saucy wenches. If SHE puts in a good word for me with all y'all GREAT AND TERRIBLE Goblin Queens, I know you'll let this whole incident slide. Her words are worth their weight in pomegranates.
So, yeah, thanks, ladies. Please disregard any further communication from the evil genius of my household, who happens to look EXACTLY like me.
C.S.E. Cooney
P.S. It IS odd, however, that I never had any trouble with doppelgängers (never even knew I HAD a Doppelgänger) until the Winter of Ought Eight, which -- O THE HILARITY -- was the first time you published a poem of mine! The good ol' days.
But, relevant? Hardly! Won't refine too much on the matter. Makes me feel all bewitched, bothered and bewildered-like. SMOOCHES! csec
Am APPALLED! Not at your response to the outrageous claims of nodcocks and zealots, but that said nodcocks and zealots infiltrated MY LJ to make them!
Forgive me, girls. Am having some trouble with my Doppelgänger. She's learned all my passwords and comes out after midnight to make mischief when I'm sleeping. (Peeved that I won't leave out the half-and-half and a little saucer for her to suck from. I've tried to tell her, I will NOT have FLIES in my house!)
So glad to note you took her spell of "acting out" with grace and wit, as usual. Hope you won't indulge in any -- heh-heh -- dark and vengeful charms against my person, especially as re: my poems in your magazine.
As for
wirewalking, I couldn't be more pleased that you're featuring her this summer. After all, we're probably related -- either through an indiscretion of her mother's or mine. Or both. Saucy wenches. If SHE puts in a good word for me with all y'all GREAT AND TERRIBLE Goblin Queens, I know you'll let this whole incident slide. Her words are worth their weight in pomegranates. So, yeah, thanks, ladies. Please disregard any further communication from the evil genius of my household, who happens to look EXACTLY like me.
C.S.E. Cooney
P.S. It IS odd, however, that I never had any trouble with doppelgängers (never even knew I HAD a Doppelgänger) until the Winter of Ought Eight, which -- O THE HILARITY -- was the first time you published a poem of mine! The good ol' days.
But, relevant? Hardly! Won't refine too much on the matter. Makes me feel all bewitched, bothered and bewildered-like. SMOOCHES! csec
Not that I know, personally, any Fetches that would stoop to such depths of libel when slighted, jilted, deprived of proper sustenance, or otherwise provoked.
So I should put in a good word for you, eh? Which word should that be?
(please)
(and preferably in an open-forum)
(because... this just might, and I'm saying "might" very loosely... be the start of something crazy loosed out into the world. And we'll be the first ones...)
.. yeah. I couldn't keep a straight face there. I did try.
*cracks knuckles*