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Buffy ,'Help'
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.
Deb, insent.
I'd love to read your new one.
I'l give you feedback! I have feedback coming out of my bottom!
I have feedback coming out of my bottom!
I think you can get a prescription to help with that.
Moving the microphone away from the speaker should help, too.
BWAH! Getting some disturbing, yet funny, visuals to go with that...
You move your Shure mic in, you move your Shure mic out, you move your Shure mic in, and you crank the feedback out...
Yes. Definitely disturbing.
Would now be a good time to point out that in the industry a wireless transmitter plugged onto the bottom of a regular microphone, like a Shure SM57, is called a butt plug?
Ha! Yes, it's the perfect time to mention that!
Hee.
Deb, I'm 116 pages in and having a helluva a good time. I think you have a winner, here. And you have saved my FUCKING sanity at work today. I have answered maybe 5 phone calls. And delivered the mail. That's maybe 15 minutes of work. It's 2:45.
Ok, back under the story.
My "meat" drabble, sort of beautifully painful, I think
Mallory knows that bodies are just meat when the souls are gone.(He is not even sure he believes in souls anymore, but that’s what they call the human spark at St. Jerome’s.) He thinks maybe communion should be a bit of steak, slightly underdone, not bread at all, but he keeps quiet because he knows it’s The Job fucking with his brain. He has seen that meat done every possible way after all. Burned, shot, tenderized with ballpeen hammers until he shuddered a little in the hardware store. Normal things are not normal to him sometimes. Even church, which had been bred into him in Chicago, and thus at least a monthly ritual has been hard to face, when, hearing the familiar cadence of the “Our Father” he spoke from another piece of rote.
“You have the right to remain silent.”
Allyson applauded his statement. Allyson thinks everything is a statement, but she has told him she thinks of herself as a piece of spoiled meat sometimes, which though she laughs afterward breaks his heart as if she were his own daughter. Maybe she needs a few less statements.
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Oh, man, erika. Painful and yes, beautifully so.