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Gee Willikers! My First Review!

Fellow writer-blogger and friend, Bibi Misbah has written a review of my story that appears in Write Out Loud with the title of, "The Secret Operation in the Matriarch's Kitchen":
Though Ted's story is simple, funny, witty and amusing but it's not without any underlying messages. From the way I see it the aliens were mistaken. They thought that the blender needed saving when the truth was the blender was content with everything that he had including the real live drama that it gets to watch acted out by the next door neighbours. Isn't it obvious that the blender doesn't want to be liberated? Liberated from what? From contentment? It's also obvious that the aliens are definitely trying to force their values on the blender by pinpointing the humans as the culprits.

Doesn't Ted's story remind all of us of the scenario of the world?
I think she likes it.

Comments

  1. Teed, do you know I still cannot find Write out Loud in MPH? Or Popular? It's not very well distributed. Do tell your publishers about it.

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  2. Ted, sounds like a fantastic story. Wish I could read it but like Xeus I didn't see the book when I was in KL.

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  3. So far as I can tell, part of the reason for the poor distribution is that Oak Publications doesn't have that much experience with publishing fiction.

    It deals mostly in health and motivational related material.

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  4. Sorry to hear that Xeus and TH. Like John says, Oak's a small-time operation so sometimes they can be a bit lacking. I will call them and ask what's up.

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  5. Hey you..what's with the angry bear? I thought you're past that stage already. Will look out for your story but I have no idea when I will get to go to Kino. Chet and I will be making a visit to MPH's new BV2 outlet next week. Any chance of finding a copy there?

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  6. No idea really, but since you're in Bangsar, why not drop by Silverfish to get a copy of Elarti?

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