The last one was so good I can't wait for the next one

waitting

Loved the first one . . . it was original and suspenseful. Alerting this one so I don't miss a word! Good luck . . .

Can't wait. I loved the first one. So original great job.

A fan-fic writer stands in the middle of a lonely Iowa cornfield wondering why in the hell are they standing in the middle of an Iowa cornfield, and how in the hell did they get there.

"Why in the Hell am I standing in the middle of an Iowa cornfield, and how in the Hell did I get HERE!"

As the writer looks around for some clue to the why and how, and also for a way to get back home, a dis-embodied voice, carried by the wind, seems to call to them.

"Write it and they will read."

Looking around frantically, the writer calls out to the mysterious voice...

"Hello? Can you help me? I seem to be in some mysterious cornfie-"

"Write it and they will read," the voice interrupted.

"Write what?" the writer said, sounding both annoyed and a bit frightened. After all it isn't everyday that one just appears for no reason in the middle of some God-forsaken cornfield.

"Your story." Suddenly the reviewer appeared, dressed like "Shoe-less" Joe Jackson, former outfielder for the 1919 Chicago White Sox.

"Why in the Hell are you dressed in that get-up for!" the writer said, nearly pissing their pants for laughing so hard.

"Ambiance...what, have you never seen the movie 'Field of Dreams?'...Kevin Costner, Amy Madsen, James Earl Jones, the guy from 'Goodfellas'-"

"-Ray Liotta?"

"Yeah, that's his name!"

Suddenly, the writer found themselves back at home in front of their computer, ready to begin their next R/Hr epic, wondering what, if anything, that whole scene was about.

"I've got to remember to check the house for gas leaks. Either that, or that reviewer is simply off his rocker"

Write it and they will read.

Oh, this is so mean, hurry!

Ok, I'll be patient. hahahaha