May have been the losing side. Still not convinced it was the wrong one.

Mal ,'Bushwhacked'


The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...  

A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.


deborah grabien - Apr 04, 2005 9:38:35 am PDT #1028 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Huh. I really screwed up that formatting.


deborah grabien - Apr 04, 2005 9:39:29 am PDT #1029 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

ita, you know what's scary? I was mentally putting my own words in, and they were very close to yours.

Here's one, an in-joke. Let's see how many of you are familiar with the movie in question:

For the Look at Me Anniversary challenge: Picture #1

Young/Old

The movie had left them reeling with delight: secret glances, quiet giggles, the tacitly shared enjoyment of their own personal joke, a screenplay made for them.

If the car salesman notices, he doesn't comment. Salesmen mostly go with the obvious. Could he help them?

"Maybe." Maude grins up at Harold. She's remembering the movie, their movie, Ruth Gordon at the wheel, Bud Cort hanging on for dear life, a third her age, falling in love. "Do you have any used hearses?"

The salesman blinked, despite his good intentions. "A hearse?"

A glance at her young lover, full of pleasure. "Yerse!"


Connie Neil - Apr 04, 2005 10:00:40 am PDT #1030 of 10001
brillig

I know of hte movie, but I've never seen it . What I know of it is from fic, of all places.


deborah grabien - Apr 04, 2005 10:06:03 am PDT #1031 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Harold & Maude is the bomb. What's not to love about a movie in which a man falls for a woman three times his age? And goes to funerals to gloat, while she goes to get ideas of her own? And where the car is a race-hearse? And in which the back and forth is uttered: "You can't die! I love you!" "That's wonderful. Now, go out and love some more!"


Connie Neil - Apr 04, 2005 10:10:43 am PDT #1032 of 10001
brillig

[link] Picture 1

Uncle Bobby and Grandma out at the turkey shoot. Hence the bottle of Wild Turkey in Uncle's hand. I begged to go with them, but Daddy always said no. Mom finally said, "He won't learn until he sees it."

The next year, Daddy told Grandma and Uncle Bobby we'd be going with them. They talked about it for weeks, and I didn't sleep the night before we went.

I watched the sky for the turkeys while Uncle got his shotgun ready. Grandma was chatting with her buddies. Daddy nudged me and pointed at some crates on a truck.

"What's that?"

"The turkeys."

Before I could ask, the crates were ripped open, the turkeys dumped out, and as they flapped in confusion on the ground, they were kicked until they clumsily took to the air. Uncle Bobby laughed and raised his shotgun.

I hid in the back of the car, crying, and Daddy silently drove us home.


deborah grabien - Apr 04, 2005 10:18:13 am PDT #1033 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

connie, wow. But - can turkeys fly? I thought they were essentially flightless birds? (confused)


Betsy HP - Apr 04, 2005 10:18:43 am PDT #1034 of 10001
If I only had a brain...

Real wild turkeys fly quite nicely.


sumi - Apr 04, 2005 10:37:58 am PDT #1035 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!

A bad picture of some turkeys flying.


sumi - Apr 04, 2005 10:40:29 am PDT #1036 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!

and another.


deborah grabien - Apr 04, 2005 10:50:54 am PDT #1037 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Eeeee! That is so. damned. cool.

Also double points for connie, then - accuracy and imagery together.