and rises above the mere rhetoric and rant.
HEY! "Mere" rant?
Slay-er? Chosen One. She who hangs out a lot in cemeteries? You're kidding. Ask around. Look it up: Slayer comma The.
Buffy ,'Showtime'
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.
Allyson - Jun 06, 2005 2:44:29 pm PDT #2554 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
erikaj - Jun 06, 2005 2:47:48 pm PDT #2555 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
- Your* rants are never mere, Allyson. They transcend form.
Allyson - Jun 06, 2005 2:49:21 pm PDT #2556 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
hooray, erika! Rants can be art.
Aims - Jun 06, 2005 2:52:25 pm PDT #2557 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
That had no genre. Er, what I took away, that is.
deborah grabien - Jun 06, 2005 2:52:54 pm PDT #2558 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
A good rant is totally an art form.
If I wasn't elderly and feeble, I could dig up some of my own from the glory days of my distant, dusty youth...
erikaj - Jun 06, 2005 2:54:47 pm PDT #2559 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Mine aren't, you know. Not generally. But I love "Network" for a reason Everyone should be as feeble as Deb, too.
Aims - Jun 06, 2005 3:04:57 pm PDT #2560 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
The Trip (noir)
His body lay on the side of the road. He had rolled a long way. I could see the ligature marks on his neck. Good looking guy, if a bit dorky. He had a look of glee on his face. The look of a masochist. He was dishelveled ; probably from being on the road for so long. The girl looking down at him was dry eyed and smug. The car behind her stuffed to the brim with boxes, the faint mewling of a cat.
“What happened?” I asked.
She looked up and growled, “He kept touching my leg.”
SailAweigh - Jun 06, 2005 3:10:42 pm PDT #2561 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Hee, Aimee, that's great! I think no jury would convict her.
deborah grabien - Jun 06, 2005 3:13:04 pm PDT #2562 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
She looked up and growled, “He kept touching my leg.”
BWAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
deborah grabien - Jun 06, 2005 3:13:54 pm PDT #2563 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
(BTW)
Just sent out full chapter 9 of new WIP to readers. The suspense aspect of this one is about to go through the ceiling, assuming I don't fuck it up.