I think it fits.
'Heart Of Gold'
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.
That's a great pitch, Allyson. So cool that you found someone so totally on your wavelength.
That's a wonderful pitch, and I think it nails your writing's style and appeal.
That's fantastic, Allyson! Even if I didn't know you, I'd buy the book on the strength of that pitch.
What I've been up to while I've been missing:
The inaugural issue of "The November 3rd Club," an online literary journal of political writing, is now live on the Web at [link] featuring the poetry, fiction and nonfiction of:
MARK AMES, TONY BROWN, JANE CASSADY, LEA C. DESCHENES, JERRY GARCIA, THERESA CECILIA GARCIA, ELIZABETH P. GLIXMAN, LIZ GONZÁLEZ, S.A. GRIFFIN, BOB HOEPPNER, JOSEPH HUTCHISON, RACHEL KANN, DAVID MACPHERSON, DANIEL MCGINN, RICHARD MODIANO, GABRIEL ROSENSTOCK, ELIZABETH ROSS, SKIP SHEA, JACKIE SHEELER, THOMAS R. SMITH, MARC SOLOMON, ELLA SPRINK, J.E. STANLEY, TODD SWIFT, FISH VARGAS, LAURA LEE WASHBURN and LENORE WEISS.
Brought to you by the editorial work of myself, Richard Beban, Ray McNeice, Michelle Ben-Hur, Carlye Archibeque and Sam Hamill, and the web mastery of Lea Deschenes.
Enjoy, tell us what you think and keep an eye out for our publication readings in Los Angeles, Worcester and elsewhere this October!
Victor, that looks damned good. Grabbing and beautifully laid out.
Allyson, one other thing that you would have to pay for. AFTER the copy edits are done and IF you then decide you want to change something, the cost of that is on you. A friend of mine suddenly decided to change her hero's name. When she found out what it would cost to reset the entire book, she left it alone.
Remember, this is AFTER the publisher has said that's it. So make any changes during the copy edit phase.
Victor, that looks damned good. Grabbing and beautifully laid out.
Thanks. I'm EXTREMELY pleased with it.
Hey, it cut through my rejection issues. Changing the world ought to be simple after that shit, babe, not to worry.
Rain drabble. Just some stuff that I haven't been able to get out of my head all week.
October 2, 2002
Rain drips down my dorm room window. The windows are already rattling, but they’ve rattled during every storm this year – I picked this dorm because I love old buildings.
My friends are down the hall, online, watching the “worst-case scenario” animation of the city flooding. I told them that this one can’t do that, but didn’t even convince myself. The Weather Channel is on mute now.
The sky is an eerily pink color. “Red sky at night, sailor’s delight.” I leave the blinds open and the TV on, grab my teddy bear off his shelf, and try to sleep.