At 8:26 AM +0100 on 8/2/99, you wrote: > I want to send a warm personal welcome to Jocelyn. > And also a stark warning. Sorry, Jocelyn. And welcome to the list. Where I hope you feel QUITE at home. > A fifteen year old adult in a community of thirty year old > infants. Come on, Scottie ... you need not be so churlish. Eh? > Get out & join a group > where they actually know & care something about writing. If I didn't already know you to be a professional grump, I'd swear you had forgotten to take your medicine. Please don't be so nasty, and please make no assumptions about what I know about writing. You haven't the vaguest idea, and you'd do us both a favor by stopping such assumptions about me and anyone else here whose work you do not know. I took a bit of time away and return to find that there's been a general tone of nastiness lately, and I've been too tied up with a family emergency to pay much attention to what's been going on. The level of rancor has been cranked up pretty high. Perhaps, just perhaps (I say to you, unto you, dear reader), it's caused by the heat. Or by something in the water. It would be a lot more pleasant here if people thought a moment before sending more nasty-grams. Jocelyn, please don't let these things scare you off. It's generally a lively and knowledgeable community that occasionally goes off its rocker, but Scottie's dire admonition is a little ... well ... not unlike the way a dog salivates at the sight of a raw steak. Aside from that, enjoy! --tim o'connor