(giggling insanely)
I'm surprised connie's not in here playing, damn it.
Joyce: And what did you do tonight? Dawn: Irritated Giles. I'm beginning to get why Buffy likes it so much.
'Get It Done'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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deborah grabien - May 10, 2005 9:12:06 am PDT #2017 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Connie Neil - May 10, 2005 9:30:58 am PDT #2018 of 10001
brillig
I'm surprised connie's not in here playing, damn it.
The topic doesn't appeal. I can wait.
askye - May 10, 2005 9:42:25 am PDT #2019 of 10001
Thrive to spite them
deb-- at one point "inspired" by one or two YA romances I started writing a romance about a high school band. I think I was still in middle school so didn't even have any first hand experience with high school and I knew next to nothing about music. I probably had 10 cassettes and albums (total) -- the ones I can remember were: Bon Jovi, a-ha, Olivia Newton-John, the Beach Boys and the soundtrack to Stand By Me.
It was terrible with pages and pages devoted to the characters clothes, they changed more than Cher during a concert and half way through I changed everyone's names.
That I destroyed.
Ginger - May 10, 2005 10:23:56 am PDT #2020 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I'm not quite sure how you tell bad Hemingway takeoffs from Hemingway, but here goes:
At 5 o'clock I was in my kitchen waiting for Joe. I was making drinks. They weren't very good drinks, but I was hoping the amount of vodka would help them.
Joe came in. He needed a shave.
"What is this?"
"Salad spinner."
"Bill had one of those."
"Yes. He had one."
"Did you see Sue? She's hot."
"Yes. Hot."
"It's hot in here."
"Yes. Hot."
"We should go. For Mexican."
"Yes. Hot."
"You like to eat, don't you?"
"I like a lot of things."
"Then let's go for Mexican."
"Sue was hot, wasn't she?"
"Don't be a damned fool."
Beverly - May 10, 2005 10:26:08 am PDT #2021 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Hee! And I'm with Ginger on not seeing much difference between bad Hemingway and well, just Hemingway.
deborah grabien - May 10, 2005 10:29:51 am PDT #2022 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
BWAH! Classic, Ginger.
Pix - May 10, 2005 12:57:33 pm PDT #2023 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
sputter
It's the "don't be a damned fool" that just killed me. Oh. My. Fan-tastic.
Astarte - May 10, 2005 2:16:39 pm PDT #2024 of 10001
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.
Was Hemingway in here?
Snerk.
SailAweigh - May 10, 2005 4:56:12 pm PDT #2025 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
I don't think I'm anywhere close to getting the hang of Hemingway. So, I'll just do more of what I seem to be good at, the overblown adverbs.
Just The Way You Look, Tonight
Oh, the pain! The pain of it all!
How can one man survive the pinpoints of despair that pierce the brain and heart? What aching shards of agonizing regret is there to rue?
Oh, pain, hurt me not so grievously!
If only I had spoken falsely. If I’d spoken sweet words of deception and turned her wrath, what surcease!
But I told. And the pain! Oh, the pain!
Nothing can save me now! I’m doomed to eternal torment, bound to the rocks with vultures to tear my skin and pierce my flesh.
“No, dear, it doesn’t make you look fat.”
deborah grabien - May 10, 2005 6:10:01 pm PDT #2026 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
muHA!
(tangent) You know, I've never quite understood why anyone would ask whether something looked shitty and then been upset with a truthful answer. If I ask that question, I expect a truthdul answer.
How did that stereotype get started? Does anyone know?