You're nice, and you're funny and you don't smoke, and okay, werewolf, but that's not all the time. I mean, three days out of the month, I'm not much fun to be around, either.

Willow ,'Get It Done'


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 18, 2005 7:50:44 am PDT #1173 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Nutty, I love that "eager with dribble" line.

Teppy, I was actually going to suggest discovery. This weekend was iconic.


Steph L. - Apr 18, 2005 7:51:58 am PDT #1174 of 10001
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated

Teppy, I was actually going to suggest discovery.

I try, whenever possible, to work ahead of the need.


Aims - Apr 18, 2005 8:01:14 am PDT #1175 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Digging in a box of old pictures, I find a wallet. Orange, yellow and green. Stripey. Something from the 70’s. It crackles as I open it. Bits of 30 year old vinyl chip off. It’s like a time capsule. A bit of paper that had some note on it. A stub from the movies. A stray piece of a flower. A picture.

A beautiful young girl. Handsome young man. Prom, 1973.

Gram looks over my shoulder. “It was the only one she didn’t destroy. She just tossed the wallet in a box.”

I look again. And see my own eyes. On my father’s face.


Susan W. - Apr 18, 2005 8:07:46 am PDT #1176 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

That's powerful, Aimee.


Aims - Apr 18, 2005 8:10:00 am PDT #1177 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Thanks. First drabble in a while.


deborah grabien - Apr 18, 2005 8:35:59 am PDT #1178 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Aimee, that was a heart-kick. I understand about the accidentally coming across the ones I'd thought destroyed.


Aims - Apr 18, 2005 8:37:43 am PDT #1179 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I have the picture in my wallet now. Mom doesn't know I have it.


deborah grabien - Apr 18, 2005 8:40:07 am PDT #1180 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

I wrote about a similar thing, not a drabble, just a locked memory entry. After I thought I'd destroyed everything we'd had together, I found one photo I'd missed, months later, and I reacted with a screaming meltdown during the course of which I smashed everything in my apartment and screamed my throat raw.

I wrote a song about it, and this weekend, Teppy found me the coat that I mentioned in the song, that he was wearing in that last picture I found.

Discovery. Dayum.


Aims - Apr 18, 2005 9:05:06 am PDT #1181 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Family Discovery

There were rumors in the family of an evil deed, long ago done. My great-great-grandmother’s own horrific discovery. How could she have missed it? How had she had children with this man? How could she bring an innocent little girl to such a monster?

When Nana found out, she grabbed up her only daughter and left. A brave thing for a woman in the early 1900’s. Never looked back, never saw her sons again. They were more his anyway. The primal-like need to protect her daughter was fierce.

Strong women.

Finding out I was from them was my discovery.


SailAweigh - Apr 18, 2005 9:17:14 am PDT #1182 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Aimee, both of those were powerful/visceral drabbles. Hope to see you here more frequently so we can get more of those!

I want to write something, but I'm still too p-ohed at the insurance company for the condo assoc. My instinct right now is to "crush-kill", not write. Maybe later.