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 Kururu's agile hand flipped open his cell phone with practiced ease. What he was going to do next wasn't so practiced. His finger twitched, almost shaking, but he bit down on his lip to make it stop. It irritated him that he could feel this fidgety over a simple phone call. He dialed in 184 first. That was the prefix that would allow his identity to stay hidden. Then he dialed the rest of the number. He held his cell to his headphone and waited. It would be easy to flip it closed. Just one flick of the wrist. He cursed in his head. There was no reason at all to be such a coward. It wasn't like he was calling a stranger. And he did that all o

You know that you have a Mary Sue when she upsets the monochromatic color scheme of my Writer's Guides. Mouse over blue text to see a note. Internet communities often lash out at writers who create Mary Sues. Declaring the writing to be below their standards, they proceed to punish the creators. They mock the characters, verbally abuse the writers, and write hyperbolically about how much they wish the characters would die. Bullying writers (who may be very young) is only going to make them afraid to write—and therefore improve—or share their work. Not only that, but it discourages other writers from speaking for fear of public