Illyria: We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief? Wesley: There's love. There's hope...for some. There's hope that you'll find something worthy...that your life will lead you to some joy...that after everything...you can still be surprised. Illyria: Is that enough? Is that enough to live on?

'Shells'


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 - Oct 05, 2005 11:31:14 am PDT #4489 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Finished third editing pass on my book! Yay me.


SailAweigh - Oct 05, 2005 11:33:02 am PDT #4490 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Go, erika!


Aims - Oct 05, 2005 11:37:48 am PDT #4491 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

ERIKA!! Deb took me to the Marina Safeway!! Walking through her gate felt like walking into 28 Barbary Lane, I swear it.

Minus the transsexual.

Unless Deb's hiding something....


erikaj - Oct 05, 2005 11:42:12 am PDT #4492 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

That's bitchin, Aimee.


Aims - Oct 05, 2005 11:43:03 am PDT #4493 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

We can't WAIT for you see it.

SEE IT NOW.


erikaj - Oct 05, 2005 11:47:22 am PDT #4494 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Nor I, but I'll be at f2f SF.


Aims - Oct 05, 2005 11:49:00 am PDT #4495 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Damn skippy you will be!


Pix - Oct 05, 2005 12:03:28 pm PDT #4496 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.

Haven't drabbled in a long time, but had to say this. Sorry for the downer.

Drabble: Two People Sitting at a Table

The conference room table is long and shiny, buffed until we are four people rather than two. The two in the table are still walking through the Saguaro cacti, talking philosophy and planning a wedding. They have love and hope and a friendship they are convinced will see them through anything. Even loss. Even constant separation. They will sit across countless tables together—eat countless meals and have countless conversations. They will struggle and triumph and promise, but in the end they will still be trapped inside the mahogany, looking up at the people we swore we would never become.


SailAweigh - Oct 05, 2005 12:35:41 pm PDT #4497 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Kristin, that is wonderful imagery. I can see it in my mind. And feel it, too. Nice.


deborah grabien - Oct 05, 2005 1:32:29 pm PDT #4498 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Kristin wrote a perfect drabble. Dayum.

erika, I have AMC in my mailbox and will get to it as soon as I humanly can, I promise.

Aimee didn't see the transsexual? Where was she looking...?