Wordsmith looked over the letter for the third time, he had yet to seal it into the package addressed to his manehattan contact. The package was his usual 'care package'; a letter, a recipe and a sample from that recipe. The greeting was, as always pleasant and respectful but it was the body he was proof-reading yet again.
quote:
-- As usual, enclosed is a sample of the recipe so you can judge the results before trying your own hoof at the recipe. Interestingly, I noted this was the 12th such I've sent you, so, in honor of that I decided to give you something usually sold in dozens. I hope you enjoy my "triple chocolate chunky" cookies --
This letter, however, was different and it was this difference he wasn't sure about. Of course that was his uncertain nature peaking through, even if the last three months had been some what of a self-image booster to the stallion.
This would be a big move for him.
quote:
-- There is also something I'd like to ask. Having read your magazine I know it's not Just a cooking periodical and, in truth, I was wondering if you had any knowledge on perhaps printing a fiction story in your pages. I realize you're not the editor or owner but I thought perhaps you had maybe heard something. Being a writer is who I am after all, and these last three months I've been inspired and on something of a tear literary-wise. If your magazine is not interested, that's fine too. I figured I'd start with ponies I already knew. Thank you for your time and I'll get the next recipe to you as soon as I can --
Sighing, he folded the letter into thirds, shuffled his package on the counter and slipped the letter in, sealing it up and wrapping it up.
All he could do was wait in whatever line there was, if there was one... and of course leave a plate of his cookies for the post office staff. Another 'tradition' that came about shortly after his first couple packages where seen being put together in the office by a curious staff member.
This message was last edited by the player at 01:32, Tue 04 Mar 2014.