I loved how Madeline’s tough day turned into something sweet and unexpected. Would love to read more about her and Phillipe.
I am a new writer for fiction and I would love to ask some few questions and advice if you don't mind. I just inboxed you, when you get time you can reply and we can have a chat.
H.G. Well's Moreau was an unsavory character that you seem adamant to move into a savory domain. But I have reservations. Many decades ago, my wife, Sharon, was talked into doing restaurant reviews for Chicago Magazine, an assignment she undertook on condition that I accompany her. Now Chicago is a rough town and its chefs even rougher. Sharon has the unfortunate reputation for honesty and a broad command of international culinary arts. In anticipation of a questionable meal I would order the best wine I could find and seat us for a hasty exit. That you would expose your heroine in such manner without escort or defensive weaponry is foolhardy. But maybe the coq au vin and a promise of romance will be redeeming.
I just figured Madeline was tough enough to take on the French chef. I think I was right, but since the story ends with only the promise of a perfect coq au vin, who knows?
Wow! Really got me with this one. Love the Gallic shrug remark. And being married to a French chef sounds fabulous. Sudden craving for lamb ragout. Thanks for this human created (and AI free) story!
I loved how Madeline’s tough day turned into something sweet and unexpected. Would love to read more about her and Phillipe.
I am a new writer for fiction and I would love to ask some few questions and advice if you don't mind. I just inboxed you, when you get time you can reply and we can have a chat.
Of course. I’d love to exchange information about writing.
Okay, I left a question asking for advice in your inbox
H.G. Well's Moreau was an unsavory character that you seem adamant to move into a savory domain. But I have reservations. Many decades ago, my wife, Sharon, was talked into doing restaurant reviews for Chicago Magazine, an assignment she undertook on condition that I accompany her. Now Chicago is a rough town and its chefs even rougher. Sharon has the unfortunate reputation for honesty and a broad command of international culinary arts. In anticipation of a questionable meal I would order the best wine I could find and seat us for a hasty exit. That you would expose your heroine in such manner without escort or defensive weaponry is foolhardy. But maybe the coq au vin and a promise of romance will be redeeming.
I just figured Madeline was tough enough to take on the French chef. I think I was right, but since the story ends with only the promise of a perfect coq au vin, who knows?
Wow! Really got me with this one. Love the Gallic shrug remark. And being married to a French chef sounds fabulous. Sudden craving for lamb ragout. Thanks for this human created (and AI free) story!
AI and I are not compatible when it comes to creative writing. Thanks for being a watchdog and keeping us on the right track.
Glad to hear it. I have you on my 100% human created list.
Loved the story!
Thank you. So glad you enjoyed Madeline's little adventure.
Your short story is really sweet. I really enjoyed it.
I was in the mood for something sweet and uplifting. Thanks for reading and so glad you liked Madeline's story.
I love the 'after cancelling my lobotomy' line!
Thanks. I felt her pain.