Luck! Allyson.
'Never Leave Me'
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.
Well, they're not actually going to have sex in the cave--that'd be too soon. It is, however, when all vows of "we must obey all the rules and never for a moment forget who and what we are" start to break down.
Also, note that I couldn't spell "hoping" correctly. Gah I'm nervous.
HMOG Allyson, that's great!
Woohoo! Good luck, Allyson.
And I'm definitely thinking through here to figure out if I've got the right balance of danger and sex, bearing in mind that I'm the type who rolls my eyes forever at a certain type of sex while in Mortal Peril. I'm all, "No. You're not doing that now. There are people with guns CHASING YOU, you don't even have so much as a locked door to protect you, and you're gonna get it on? Nuh-uh. Let me break it to you--until you get away from the people with the guns, flight takes priority over nookie, or I'm doubting your Darwinian fitness."
That's great, Allyson! Good luck.
ALLYSON!
If the air near you rippled just now, it was from the big old YESSSS! fistpump I gave.
This writers' retreat sounds just marvellous, and I think all our authors should do it: Hedgebrook.
Teppy, that place looks wonderful. I suck at retreats, though; I just love hearing about them.