Eradicating Edna is an unfinished novel dedicated to all whose “inner critic” is a bitch.
Prologue
Chapter 1: Novel Ideas
Chapter 2: Not a Muse-d
Chapter 3: May the Force be with You
Chapter 4: Out of the Doghouse and Into the Fire
Chapter 5: Need a Vacation
Chapter 6: Now Hiring
Chapter 7: An Interesting Mix
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Shetoo
Holly Jahangiri is the author of Trockle, illustrated by Jordan Vinyard; A Puppy, Not a Guppy, illustrated by Ryan Shaw; and the newest release: A New Leaf for Lyle, illustrated by Carrie Salazar.
She draws inspiration from her family, from her own childhood adventures (some of which only happened in her overactive imagination), and from readers both young and young-at-heart. She lives in Houston, Texas, with her husband, J.J., whose love and encouragement make writing books twice the fun.
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Uh, remember “if” you should want to submit to a publisher, many won’t accept something that’s been published elsewhere, even if online.
I keep waiting for you to come up with something else.
You imagine I’ve forgotten? If I ever finish this one, I’ll self-publish it. 🙂
Then as the publisher, you can do whatever, right? Good luck.
Hmm, you’re setting off my sarcasm monitor. But thanks! 🙂
Nope, your meter is wrong. I really do hope all works well.
Thanks! (I have people who’ve already told me they’ll buy this if I finish it.)
Holly, as always, you’ve blurred the line between everything that can be delineated. Two mirrors, facing each other, do they ever recover?
I loved the playful words and the whole, bizarre ride.
Cheers,
Mitch
Thank you, Mitch! I appreciate that. I had so much fun writing this; maybe too much fun, and at some point it just fizzled out. Maybe it’s like that blog contest period of my life – I’ll get back to it, eventually, and finish what I started. 🙂 I am a bit sad to note that this version is missing a chapter, and I have no idea where it’s gone. But there WAS a chapter where Edna gets flushed out the airplane lavatory and later shows up icy, wet, spitting mad, with hair just a little bluer than before.
Oh my! That would have brought a new meaning to “blue rinse!” On fizzling, I get that. The fun dries up, leaving a crusted rime on the cranium.
Luckily, new fun is just a spark away!
Cheers,
Mitch