Oh, yeah, Deb, very...yeah.
And now my boy's in love. All hearts and flowers. But, doesn't it freak you out that she used to change your diapers? I mean, when you think about it, the first woman you boned is the closest thing you've ever had to a mother. Doing your mom and trying to kill your dad. Hm. There should be a play.
Angelus ,'Damage'
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.
SailAweigh - May 17, 2005 2:57:47 am PDT #2178 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Topic!Cindy - May 17, 2005 3:12:34 am PDT #2179 of 10001
What is even happening?
Sorry about that, Susan. I got offline. I just pinged you from my gmail.
Susan W. - May 17, 2005 5:50:10 am PDT #2180 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Insent from my gmail, Cindy.
Topic!Cindy - May 17, 2005 6:12:57 am PDT #2181 of 10001
What is even happening?
Thank you, Susan. I got it, and replied in e, saying the same. I'm so excited to read it.
Astarte - May 17, 2005 7:43:16 am PDT #2182 of 10001
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.
Those are very powerful.
deborah grabien - May 17, 2005 8:19:41 am PDT #2183 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Mildly cranky, edging on fullscale pissed-off.
Email from my editor this morning; not bad news, but she's being (to be kind) disingenuous, and I don't like it, and have emailed and left a message for my agent.
More later, when ironed out. At the moment, pretty cranky with my publishers.
Connie Neil - May 17, 2005 10:52:51 am PDT #2184 of 10001
brillig
more shadows
The nights are getting brighter here. Spotlights at the 7-11 on the corner. Stuttering street lights on every other block. Paranoid security lights that flash "How dare you walk here!" as I pass by.
I walk home from the 7-11, wincing at the halogen headlights that morons like to kick to Bright at pedestrians. I gratefully turn my house corner, which blocks all the lights.
My sharp-edged shadow lies on the sidewalk in front of me. I smile, turn, and look up.
"Hello, moon."
deborah grabien - May 17, 2005 2:40:47 pm PDT #2185 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
connie, that's a charmer.
I'm buried in publishing silliness. At least, not silliness, just surrealism. Will be back to form when things handled.
Susan W. - May 18, 2005 12:10:05 pm PDT #2186 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
I've decided that when I'm published and therefore have enough credentials that anyone will pay attention to me, the workshop I give at writers meetings and conferences will be on the usefulness of adverbs, forms of "to be," and the past perfect tense. Because I am officialLY tired of people telling new writers they are bad things, which new writers interpret as meaning they must avoid them at all costs.
Connie Neil - May 18, 2005 12:14:14 pm PDT #2187 of 10001
brillig
Susan for Editor-in-Chief!