WOOOOHOOOOO!
Mal: That's not what I saw. You like to tell me what really happened? Book: I surely would. And maybe someday I will.
'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.
Consuela - Feb 06, 2006 3:35:02 pm PST #5406 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
DebetEsse - Feb 06, 2006 4:18:51 pm PST #5407 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Allyson! That rocks! You rock! There is much rocking, mostly centered around you!
Nutty - Feb 06, 2006 4:45:51 pm PST #5408 of 10001
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
Congratulations, Allyson! I'm sure your agent will walk you through the contract hoodoo, so don't let that scare you too much. (I used to be able to recite some of the basic author-contract language, and it's designed to be intimidatingly exact and ominous. But really, it's designed to protect both parties.)
dcp - Feb 06, 2006 5:09:24 pm PST #5409 of 10001
The more I learn, the more I realize how little I know.
Yay, Allyson!
Topic!Cindy - Feb 06, 2006 7:25:43 pm PST #5410 of 10001
What is even happening?
ALLYSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Liese S. - Feb 06, 2006 8:38:02 pm PST #5411 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Rushed straight to the thread to say, CONGRATULATIONS, ALLYSON!!! Whoo-freaking-hoo!
Party! Enjoy the moment. You deserve it. You worked crazy hard for this, and you're a damn fine writer, and now the world is a luckier place because it gets to read your stuff.
erikaj - Feb 07, 2006 4:27:31 am PST #5412 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Go, Allyson! And thank God for Buffistas, where I can hear stuff like that, and not think "Damn. I'm a better writer than *that* bitch!"
lisah - Feb 07, 2006 4:54:27 am PST #5413 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate
GO ALLYSON!!! WEEEHOOOO!!!
deborah grabien - Feb 07, 2006 7:01:44 am PST #5414 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
another challenge drabble.
Dress, 1972
"Almost done."
The girl tucks coffee-brown lace into intricate darts. The dress once rustled around the ankles of an early Edwardian lady. Today, the sempstress at Open Thursday in Sausalito is remaking it on me, for me. It's a present from N.
"I love the buttons." He does, too. I can vouch for how much he likes undoing them. "Let's have a look."
We stand side by side in front of the mirror. "Gordon Bennett," he grins. "You look so prim."
I think about later, him undoing all those buttons, and I shiver. "Prim"? That's not the word I'd choose.
Allyson - Feb 07, 2006 7:48:58 am PST #5415 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
Go, Allyson! And thank God for Buffistas, where I can hear stuff like that, and not think "Damn. I'm a better writer than *that* bitch!"
Aw, you're safe in saying that, still.
C'mon. You know you wanna!