Hey, matey, it’s me again. Sorry if I went a little overboard with my writing advice. I guess I sometimes take myself a little too seriously as a writer, and I can forget that not all writers have the same passion I have, that some write purely for kicks. Besides, I wanted to give you something a bit more constructive than a simple, “Oh, this is so cool!” or “Nice, hope you update soon!”

That’s the thing about advice: you’re always welcome to take it or leave it. I never force anyone to accept my advice. But I promise I’ll try to watch it and tone it down a few notches, and I’ll consider your proposal of becoming a beta.

As for the chapter, here are some of the highlights:

“The girls were nearly always late for meeting the guys at the club.” Ain’t that always the way, a girl running late for every important date. :P At least we’re fashionably late!

“She'd spend hours examining every item in her wardrobe, debating the perks of wearing this with that, or those pants with that top.” Maybe that’s getting a little too personal. On the other hand, a girl wouldn’t fuss so much if she didn’t care, especially when she’s involved with a guy.

And then there’s Clare and Libby’s relationship. I gotta say, it’s absolutely lovely. If they shared biological ties, I don’t see what difference it would make. There are some fine ladies I consider every bit as much my sisters as the women with whom I share blood. That’s also one of the things about *NSYNC that appeals to me to this day, how they consider each other family and they’re together even when they’re not performing together.

And leave it to Justin to be Libby’s knight in shining armor. I especially admired this line, “He was warm and she felt comforted just by the way his arm was wrapped around her waist.” I swear, I could almost feel the warmth of someone’s arm around my waist, too.

That’s all for the time being, but I’ll be back!