tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16743003.post7771851775743445083..comments2024-03-28T01:06:38.596-07:00Comments on Maya Reynolds: Memories Of The NurseryMaya Reynoldshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12791278987339976101noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16743003.post-4170936891591082502008-01-16T15:45:00.000-08:002008-01-16T15:45:00.000-08:00John: Most of us DO have professional distance in...John: Most of us DO have professional distance in our profession. I'd written academically for years without the sense of nervousness I had with my first fiction manuscript.Maya Reynoldshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12791278987339976101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16743003.post-26544733305530418722008-01-16T15:43:00.000-08:002008-01-16T15:43:00.000-08:00Jen: Lovely storyJen: Lovely storyMaya Reynoldshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12791278987339976101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16743003.post-11237015463687516212008-01-16T11:21:00.000-08:002008-01-16T11:21:00.000-08:00As an academic type I find that I have a lot of di...As an academic type I find that I have a lot of distance between myself and my work. I have not agreed with everything that each reader has said, but I often learn from readers and revise.<BR/><BR/>I want the research at its best before the editor and reviewers see it. And I realize that if two readers who should be able to follow the research are lost, that I have done something wrong.<BR/><BR/>I generally find that people who read my research appreciate it more than the reviewers. Readers appreciate when the writer simplifies. But if the research is easily understood, some reviewers think that it is too simpleminded to be any good.John Arkwrighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14724588347915809218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16743003.post-18769409976775977572008-01-16T06:20:00.000-08:002008-01-16T06:20:00.000-08:00Oh, Maya, that was a wonderful excerpt, and brough...Oh, Maya, that was a wonderful excerpt, and brought tears to my eyes. For you see, I do have my own Velveteen Rabbit/Stick Horse--literally. A neon-green stuffed bunny I received for Easter when I was about three. I loved that thing to death. Both ears have fallen out on multiple occasions, and dutifully sewn back in. First by my mom, and then by me when I knew how to sew. Both eyes have fallen out at one point or another and been glued back in. I even lost Green Bunny once. And a sad day that was. I was far from home, and inconsolable. The friends I was with tried replacing Green Bunny with a stuffed monkey, but there was no way it was going to replace Green Bunny in my heart. And you can imagine my joy when Green Bunny was spotted in the neighbors yard a few days later. My dear friend, Tina, braved a tall fence and three large dogs to save Green Bunny from a fate worse than stuffed animal death. And as you can probably imagine from that point forward, Green Bunny was left safely at home. Because some things are just irreplaceable! And I have Green Bunny to this day, safely packed away in a box. And just perhaps I need to dig him out of that box and love him again.<BR/><BR/>Jen FitzGeraldJen FitzGeraldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10873014078045749082noreply@blogger.com