Mal: Well said. Wasn't that well said, Zoe? Zoe: Had a kind poetry to it, sir.

'Out Of Gas'


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.


Ailleann - May 07, 2005 4:57:10 am PDT #1889 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda

Sad that I missed it, Deb... Cleveland, only two hours away....

(but I haven't bought any of your books yet, so that might have been weird... bring the library's, see if they notice...)


Susan W. - May 07, 2005 5:25:26 am PDT #1890 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

Susan, you hung out in Bristol? Do you have any memories of Bruton, by any blessed chance?

No--sorry.


Topic!Cindy - May 07, 2005 6:14:56 am PDT #1891 of 10001
What is even happening?

Deb, I have a friend who lives in Bristol. If you have specific questions you'd like me to ask her, I would be glad to. Just email me.


deborah grabien - May 07, 2005 6:38:50 am PDT #1892 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Woot! Thanks, Cindy. Of course, depending on what/if the offer Ruth makes on the proposal, I may never need it. But the projected fifth book is based on the song Bruton Town, and the entire Bath/Bristol neck of the woods is a bit northeast of my old holiday haunts, when I lived in London. We used to head for Cornwall.


Topic!Cindy - May 07, 2005 7:19:03 am PDT #1893 of 10001
What is even happening?

Deb, she's only lived there for a couple of years, although her partner has lived there longer. She was in school in Cheshire (Chester) before that, and I think her folks now live in Kent.

When I saw Susan's response, it dawned on me you were probably asking for reasons other than chit chat. In anticipation, I've sent her an email, saying I had a writer friend asking questions, and asked her if you could either send questions through me, or contact her directly. When I hear from her, I will let you know.

I'm sending Ruth some brainwaves, as I type. If she has an anxiety attack, then I sent the wrong ones, and I hope you'll apologize for me. ;)


deborah grabien - May 07, 2005 7:42:31 am PDT #1894 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Heh. Knowing my editor? She's about as unsusceptible to anxiety attacks at her age as is humanly possible.


Topic!Cindy - May 07, 2005 8:28:57 am PDT #1895 of 10001
What is even happening?

Cool. If they wouldn't actually make her anxious, maybe I can intentionally send one her way then, just to get her moving.


deborah grabien - May 07, 2005 8:36:27 am PDT #1896 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

The psychic equivalent of poking my editor in the arse with a salad fork?

I like it.


deborah grabien - May 07, 2005 5:02:16 pm PDT #1897 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

So, on the theory that my editor will at some point make some sort of offer for at least the next book, I actually went and wrote 2500 or so words.

Getting into a groove again. It feels good.


Ailleann - May 07, 2005 9:13:55 pm PDT #1898 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda

This is a home drabble only by the skin of its teeth. Amazing that it's 100, cause I could write a million without blinking.

Binary Star

Once I loved a man. His strength was shelter from cold, evil hunters in the dark. He was my godsend, my angel made flesh. Loving him was muscle memory, built down deep in the soul. I was his, against better judgment, against all odds, against even the truth. But fate is blind, and the prayers of the faithful are not always rewarded. My home was not destroyed in a fiery flash. It collapsed silently, disintegrating, leaving only the shell of truth. I am now and forever half of a binary pair, circling counterpoint with the ghost of my shining star.