I accept an invitation to go speed dating.
At an old shabby restaurant in ‘the city’ on a rainy Saturday morning.
It’s pouring buckets as fifty other men and women, hoping to be the “chosen one,” enter the front door with shaky hearts and bodies.
We all have one thing in common.
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What comes to mind when I hear Speed Dating, is in one of the final episodes of The Vicar of Dibley when her friends give her this as a birthday gift. I’ve no doubt the outcome would be about the same as what Dawn French’s character experienced… 😉
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LOLOL
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I can’t help it. That was my first image. But it is a great post and I thank you for letting us know about it. I just reblogged it.
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Hilarious look at trying to pitch your book to an agent! A must read.
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