Kaylee: Can I? Zoe: Sure. He's out, though. Kaylee: He did this for me, once.

'Safe'


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 - Mar 13, 2005 12:19:00 pm PST #517 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

The thriller deb and a couple of others have seen the first chapter of

That would be the thriller deb would like to see rather more of, and soon.

I'm not running out on the discussion - we're just out the door until late.

Nutty, can't you remember enough to write some of that? It sounds amazing. I'm thinking intelligent updated feminist Mickey Spillane and I'm salivating.


Amy - Mar 13, 2005 12:36:09 pm PST #518 of 10001
Because books.

The thriller deb and a couple of others have seen the first chapter of.

Yes, this! That cliffhanger made me salivate. The others sounds good, too. What are you waiting for you, lady? Gentle nudge...

I have so many stories waiting for time to write them, it makes me nuts. And what makes me even crazier is that they're all very different. In the publishing world today, it seems to be true that you need to establish yourself in one genre (or type of novel) or another before you veer off into other territory, especially if you're writing genre.

But I have another YA series I want to tackle, a mystery series that's more psychological and about character than dead-body focused, a...regular old novel, for lack of a more descriptive term, about a woman and her family and what happens to them in the course of a particular year that makes them examine what they know about each other, and a couple of interrelated historical romances set in Gilded Age Manhattan, as well as three chick-lit type novels.

I need a magical eighth day of the week in which no one is clinging to my knee lisping "juith" or asking where his sneakers are or reminding me that the dry cleaning is due to be picked up...


SailAweigh - Mar 13, 2005 12:38:53 pm PST #519 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Over the course of a fine dinner, he told some of the most hair-raising stories about drama over petty amounts of money, it was like he was a pulp narrator come to life.

Sounds like the stories my grandfather used to tell of being a probation officer in Detroit during the Prohibition. Some of the things they did! My grandfather would have these guys who were on probation pull practical jokes on his coworkers. Like hot-wiring their car and parking it two blocks away from where it was originally. Then watching the expression on the guys face when he came out to find his car missing.

My father told us one story of being in a car with my grandfather when he spotted someone who was wanted for a parole violation. Grandpa pulled out a gun and started shooting! With dad in the car! Wheee!


Connie Neil - Mar 13, 2005 1:12:13 pm PST #520 of 10001
brillig

I need a magical eighth day of the week in which no one is clinging to my knee lisping "juith" or asking where his sneakers are or reminding me that the dry cleaning is due to be picked up...

Oh, yeah. Writer's Day, when no one wants your help with something, when no one says "You love the computer more than you love me," when no one needs a backrub because it's the only way he'll go to sleep . . .

Stupid, independent fortune not having.


erikaj - Mar 13, 2005 1:36:48 pm PST #521 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

I would have a hard time being kind to somebody who would tell me I love the computer more than them. But maybe that's why there isn't anybody. But it seems to me there isn't a nice reason to say that.


Susan W. - Mar 13, 2005 2:30:26 pm PST #522 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

Men say things to women and to each other, and women do, and why wouldn't something you hear between two living breathing human beings bring you an idea for a situation between two 19th century characters?

But I already do stuff like this. It's just a different part of the creative process than the one where I think, "Aha! I have a novel." That, for lack of a better word, is big-picture stuff, and most of it comes from a combination of my reading of history and a sort of character and situation bank in the back of my mind. Eventually a setting/situation and a character mate and give birth to a baby plot--usually in the form of a vivid opening and a desired end point.

I don't talk as much about other influences because they're on a different level of the process--and they tend to be a bit more personal, sometimes even private. But they're still there.

Maybe you shouldn' thave, because I did your first post to be taking inventory and concluding worrying was in order. You were just wondering how much people had on their back burners, then?

Yes. Exactly. And I guess I need to change the way I communicate or something, because I'm getting pretty angry and frustrated over this stuff. (This is by no means all about this topic or this thread--it's online, real life, etc.) It's like if I use the word "worry" at all, everyone assumes it must be bad obsessive unhealthy worry that's ruining my life and jumps on me about it. And all I meant was some tiny minor niggle that occasionally crops up in the very back part of my mind, not even remotely a big deal. But somebody will inevitably ask, "Why would you worry about that?" which feels like an accusation, and I feel like I have to explain the origins of the niggle, which somehow makes it a big deal that it never was when it was merely one of those little little things I occasionally think about for five minutes and then easily shrug off. It's getting to where I feel like I can't talk about minor worries that are threatening to become big ones to ask for help because it seems like everyone goes into crisis-mode when I use the "w" word, which makes me worry more than I was to start with and/or makes me feel like a freak. And I'm so not crippled by worry. Even when it was a much worse issue for me than it is now, it still never defined me. Not to myself, at least.

That last bit probably belongs in Bitches rather than hear, but I'm going to go ahead and post it, since this is where it came to a head.


Scrappy - Mar 13, 2005 2:35:57 pm PST #523 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Maybe you use 'worry" where you mean merely think. For me, worry has a strong negative and unwilling connotation--no one decides to worry on purpose, after all. If someone tells me they are worried about something (not specifically you--this is anyone) I assume they don't LIKE worrying about it. If they say they are thinking about it, or trying to figure it out, then I will assume that it's something that crossed their mind but doesn't really concern them deeply. Maybe this is just how I use the term, however.


§ ita § - Mar 13, 2005 2:41:50 pm PST #524 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I use it like you, Robin. Susan, in my vocab, what you were doing was wondering, not worrying. To me, worrying has an adversity to it, even if someone's just worrying a little. Wondering has no such connotation for me.


Betsy HP - Mar 13, 2005 2:57:00 pm PST #525 of 10001
If I only had a brain...

With ita and Robin on assuming "worry" is pejorative. I wonder what my children will grow up to be. I worry that they'll be axe murderers.

Is anybody around to help me wordsmith the intro to a resume? I haven't updated mine in far too long.

The idea I want to convey is that I love doing internal writing, where I influence the design as well as capture it. I keep missing the point. Here's the current draft.

Career Goal Working closely with a sophisticated development team, capturing a design in English. I prefer to work as a Mercenary Analyst; see Jim Coplien's Organization Patterns for a longer discussion. [link]


Topic!Cindy - Mar 13, 2005 3:01:12 pm PST #526 of 10001
What is even happening?

Maybe you shouldn' thave, because I did your first post to be taking inventory and concluding worrying was in order. You were just wondering how much people had on their back burners, then?
Sheeeesh. I hesitate to discuss this, after re-reading that mess I posted. I went back to look, hoping you'd had an unfortunate copying-and-pasting accident, Susan. I can't even believe I posted that. Let's assume all three kids were talking to me while I was typing that paragraph, m'kay? So erm...what are we talking about...

It's getting to where I feel like I can't talk about minor worries that are threatening to become big ones to ask for help because it seems like everyone goes into crisis-mode when I use the "w" word, which makes me worry more than I was to start with and/or makes me feel like a freak. And I'm so not crippled by worry. Even when it was a much worse issue for me than it is now, it still never defined me. Not to myself, at least.

Look even at what you've posted here: minor worries that are threatening to become big ones to ask for help. Even though I now know you're talking about (which is what I would also call) wondering, that's not what the above reads like to me. It reads like: there's a problem, it looks like it is going to get bigger. Help me.