It's done.
I finished R&RNF. Nic's reading the epilogue and I'll send shortly.
Jeepers.
Whoa.
I walk. I talk. I shop, I sneeze. I'm gonna be a fireman when the floods roll back. There's trees in the desert since you moved out. And I don't sleep on a bed of bones.
Buffy ,'Chosen'
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.
deborah grabien - Jun 18, 2005 1:14:28 pm PDT #2832 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Scrappy - Jun 18, 2005 1:15:40 pm PDT #2833 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Whoa is right, Deb!
Anne W. - Jun 18, 2005 1:21:36 pm PDT #2834 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Eee!!!!
deborah grabien - Jun 18, 2005 1:30:13 pm PDT #2835 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
I know.
Meep.
My house is about to be untenanted. Of course, whatever edits, and then I start thinking about begging for a beginning to end WIP read-through, and while that's on, I get to start considering what I want to do for the second book, other than the vague idea....
Liese S. - Jun 18, 2005 6:29:35 pm PDT #2836 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Wow. That's amazing, deb. Good on you.
deborah grabien - Jun 18, 2005 7:18:07 pm PDT #2837 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Aaaand, I think my house is about to be retenanted. I now have the bones of the second one fleshed out in my head: from this point on, any time you see WMGGW in my posts, you'll now it's because I'm too damned lazy to type "While My Guitar Gently Weeps."
In which I get to bump off someone else I cordially loathed in those days, or at least, the fictional avatar therefore.
Liese S. - Jun 18, 2005 7:24:51 pm PDT #2838 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Heh. That didn't take long.
deborah grabien - Jun 18, 2005 7:43:57 pm PDT #2839 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
I'm sitting here looking at the Illustrated Encyclopaedia of Electric Guitars.
Basically, Bree is having her present to the groom made: he's a Les Paul freak but he's also got MS and Pauls are heavy suckers. So she's having a top flight Bay Area luthier build him a chambered copy of his favourite Paul Deluxe, (Nic's salivating over the fittings: gold Schallers, etc, spec to be done). And the luthier lives in Menodcino, and it's a secret from JP. And she arranges to meet the luthier at the rehearsal space for the main band (think modern version of the Airplane, or, heheheheh, Quicksilver), because the luthier's been trying to collect payment on a $9,000 guitar he designed for their obnoxious front man. And Bree goes down to meet the luthier and finds the obnoxious front man - whom I shall call Dino, until I find a name for him I can use publicly - with his head bashed in with his own guitar.
Poor Bree. ANOTHER fucking body. ANOTHER fucking secret she can't discuss with JP...
And of course, the luthier is the main suspect, and Bree needs to clear him, not only because she's pretty sure he didn't do it but because he's got to do her surprise wedding gift for JP....
SailAweigh - Jun 19, 2005 4:20:59 am PDT #2840 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Heh, Deb, poor Bree really is a magnet for murder, isn't she? It sounds like it's going to be a fun romp, too.
deborah grabien - Jun 19, 2005 6:26:32 am PDT #2841 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Sail, at the moment, I'm really planning on having this one be a bit more light-hearted than R&RNF. But who knows? There seems to be something about writing from his POV that does odd things to my psyche.