Gunn: The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing. You never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it like it was up to you—the world in balance—'cause you never know when it is.

'Underneath'


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.


erikaj - Mar 03, 2005 9:01:55 am PST #361 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Huh. Thanks.(I've still got the damn sweater, too)


Pix - Mar 03, 2005 9:02:34 am PST #362 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Powerful drabble, Erika.


erikaj - Mar 03, 2005 9:06:34 am PST #363 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Thanks. Funny, though, probably the third one in which I've mentioned my late-arriving breasts. Hope y'all don't think I've got an obsession(much).


Pix - Mar 03, 2005 9:09:10 am PST #364 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Babe, I don't think I really hit puberty until I was about 16. I went from stick-skinny and flat to, "Huh...curves" in about two months. It was very disconcerting.


Beverly - Mar 03, 2005 9:11:38 am PST #365 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

"Oh. Look at those."


Pix - Mar 03, 2005 9:12:57 am PST #366 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Pretty much. Training bras to a C cup. Poof.

ETA: Reminds me of that essay in that Susan Gilman book, though I think she went from flat to a DD.


Topic!Cindy - Mar 03, 2005 9:16:53 am PST #367 of 10001
What is even happening?

Me too, Kristin, although I was 12. I went through puberty so quickly I had stretch marks on my hips and breasts. It wasn't from fat, either.

OTOH, I didn't get a single stretch mark in any of my pregnancies, which just amazed my OB, for some reason.


erikaj - Mar 03, 2005 9:34:26 am PST #368 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Yeah, sort of like "Slums of Beverly Hills."


Pix - Mar 03, 2005 9:39:35 am PST #369 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Yellow drabble #2:

I hate the way my palms sweat and my stomach jumps. I hate the way my heart pounds as the clickclickclickclick gets louder, the way the air feels colder. I hate the whiteness of my knuckles as I clench the bar and the way the fear builds in the long climb to the track’s zenith. I hate that I won't love every second, that my passion for speed is overthrown by my fear of falling. But, as I have done so many times before, I scrunch my eyes shut and try to remember to breathe.

I hate being yellow more.


deborah grabien - Mar 03, 2005 11:26:39 am PST #370 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

"Oh. Look at those."

Or, as Murphy Brown put it: "Why did I stop playing softball at puberty? Because suddenly, sliding into second HURT."

erika, Kristin, those are kickass.