Here’s the thing about mentioning to people that I’m an agented writer: everyone comes out of the woodwork with something that they want me to critique. It’s not that I don’t want to be helpful; it’s that I’m not really an expert. Unlike my job in Ann Arbor web design, where I’d feel totally comfortable giving people advice on websites (and boy would I LOVE to critique so many of them), my “job” as an author (hopefully an author because my work hasn’t technically sold yet) is fiction. It’s fiction. Let me say it one more time, it’s fiction. In my head, I’m saying “It’s fiction!” in that SNL character voice, you know the guy who says, “Fix it!” Anyway, when you ask me to critique your church newsletter article, I probably won’t do a good job because what I write it all angsty and has lots of cussing, sass, and poo humor. Just sayin’.