You know what they say about payback? Well I'm the bitch.

Fred ,'Life of the Party'


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 - Aug 15, 2005 4:50:14 pm PDT #3621 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Journals from 1978

They promised me light. It was supposed to get easier.

Page: 19/10/78 - interesting day, think I'm pregnant, not happy with the library here in the London office.

Flip: I hate you. I hate you for leaving, hurting me, coming back, making it impossible for me to not love you, fuck you FUCK YOU.

Lighter? Easier?

Page: 25/12/78 - Christmas, Cornwall, good weather, dinner with Colin. Very hormonal, oddly weepy.

Flip: Why aren't you here? Why am I here without you, pregnant without you? How could you not be here?

The flip side? It's all about ghosts in the dark.


erikaj - Aug 16, 2005 9:52:19 am PDT #3622 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

I'm shy about posting this, but I've probably bored all of you with it somewhere so, wth?
The Other Side of Unrequited Love is easy to get stuck in, even as the fantasies fade, and a long shot becomes a non-shot.

1. It’s still always a thrill to hear from the Beloved, who has quickly become an oasis of sane and smart in a very crazy and stupid world. A word from him is like giving my heart an espresso and in the Bush years, that can be very hard to find.

2. I like the me I see through his eyes better than the one that’s in mine.(Although to be fair to myself, I do nothing but burnish my A-game during the times we speak and struggle hard not to say anything stupid. I work harder writing for him than I ever did on my resume.) I think he may think I’m a genius...his platonic woman friend genius,...but I’m harshing my own buzz.

3. Sublimating instincts makes me write really hard, and like I finally have stuff to say. So much passion and empty hands makes my keyboard like a liquored up prom date.

4. My complexion cannot tell the love chemicals are based on bullshit. Seriously, when I’m not thinking I’m The Ugliest Woman Alive, who will certainly Die Alone, I’ve detected a bit of a glow, lately.

It’s almost worth the pain. Almost.


SailAweigh - Aug 16, 2005 2:00:31 pm PDT #3623 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

So much passion and empty hands makes my keyboard like a liquored up prom date.

I really, really love this, erika. I'm here with my rum and coke and my date, too. I'm starting to think I should get one of those computers that talks to you.


erikaj - Aug 16, 2005 3:30:47 pm PDT #3624 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

It's beginning to bother me how often I speak of writing in sexual terms. No wonder almost everyone I've ever been hot for writes.


Allyson - Aug 17, 2005 7:58:11 pm PDT #3625 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

Proposals blow. I don't know any dramatic anecdotes.


Allyson - Aug 17, 2005 9:20:16 pm PDT #3626 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

Done and done!

Formal proposal including marketing ideas that make me sound like a one-woman professional firm are all off to agent.

Gah.

And thanks for the beta, deb. Good catches.


deborah grabien - Aug 17, 2005 10:45:12 pm PDT #3627 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Hell, I suck at marketing. I just beg my rowdy friends and well-connected daughter for help.

Although, once the Kinkaid Chronicles go to press, I'm going to have to swallow very hard and ping a few people I've been hiding from for thirty years.

Gah.

Allyson, they were pretty minor - mostly structure tweaks.

Having been a dutiful woman and worked on the "the cheque's in the post and you have a deadline, bitch!" book all afternoon, I've been writing the long-form synopsis for the second Kinkaid book all evening. That's While My Guitar Gently Weeps. I forget how spoiled I've been by having an editor who knows what I can do, so she doesn't want or need the standard stuff. The Kinkaid books are not going to be allowed near Minotaur, and that means I have to do the standard longer form synopses.

Luckily, I actually like doing the damned things. But I'm cross and cranky because I'm not used to being expected to do them.


Gus - Aug 18, 2005 2:56:05 am PDT #3628 of 10001
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.

Ah, crap. The discussion drifted away from the issues related to drafting dialog that might match up with reader's expectations, right when I was hoping for a solution.


Fay - Aug 18, 2005 3:22:29 am PDT #3629 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

I'd try to rely on things like "go get me a couple cans of tuna from down cellar" or "don't touch them boxes neither" to get across the local flavor

blinks

Wow. Looks just like generic Northern UK English.

Bloody loved that, Erika. Gorgeous.


Lyra Jane - Aug 18, 2005 3:56:26 am PDT #3630 of 10001
Up with the sun

Looks just like generic Northern UK English.

It's funny how things like that line up. I've seen examples of Northern Irish dialect that look like Pittsburghese to me. There are probably similar parallels elsewhere as well.