Susan! That is just so excellent.
Dawn: I think a date should be in a real fancy restaurant, then champagne at a night club with a floor show, then ballroom dancing. Joyce: Unfortunately, we're not dating in a movie from the thirties.
'Get It Done'
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.
sumi - Oct 09, 2005 4:38:40 pm PDT #4546 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Liese S. - Oct 09, 2005 4:57:56 pm PDT #4547 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Sounds fantastic, Susan. I'm really glad.
Connie Neil - Oct 09, 2005 6:52:27 pm PDT #4548 of 10001
brillig
drabble
"You're not leaving this table until you eat that."
I stare at the congealing creamed corn on my dinner plate. Mother stomps out of the dining room, then comes back in and sits down.
"Why won't you eat it?"
The TV's on in the living room. The creamed corn is a color never seen in nature.
Mother leaves again. I drift away on daydreams. Two hours later it's bed time, and the creamed corn has not been touched.
"Go to bed," Mother snaps. "I should make you eat that tomorrow night."
I meet her eyes. She walks away.
deborah grabien - Oct 09, 2005 6:57:53 pm PDT #4549 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
connie, my mother gave up trying to make me eat her cookery early on, after I said her cooking smelled like poo.
Superb drabble.
Connie Neil - Oct 09, 2005 6:59:48 pm PDT #4550 of 10001
brillig
I was always more the passive resistance type. I was the youngest child and Mother was too tired for another round of the wars. I quietly got away with murder.
deborah grabien - Oct 09, 2005 7:28:06 pm PDT #4551 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
So was I the youngest, by rather a lot; nearest sibling is 8.5 years my senior. But I was always completely aggressive, unlike my sisters, so my mother and I were in a state of vicious - and occasionally violent - warfare from the day I went to live with them.
Nothing would have induced me to eat her food, except her pastry. She was a dreadful cook. I wouldn't have fed that stuff to a horde of warthogs.
Lee - Oct 10, 2005 7:50:47 pm PDT #4552 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
No drabble topic today?
deborah grabien - Oct 10, 2005 10:28:33 pm PDT #4553 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Shit, I thought I'd asked, and then I got nosedown in new London Calling and I forgot. GAH.
TEPPPPPYYYYYYYYYYY!
Steph L. - Oct 11, 2005 4:59:44 am PDT #4554 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Damn. Sorry, folks. I was off work for Columbus Day, so it didn't feel like a Monday, and I just plain forget. Mea culpa.
Challenge #78 (two people seated across from each other at a table) is now closed.
Challenge #79 is never say "never". (No drabbles about the James Bond movie, please.)
Topic!Cindy - Oct 11, 2005 5:52:06 am PDT #4555 of 10001
What is even happening?
Teppy, stop oppressing me.