unless cutting class to get stoned at the Cloisters instead of going back to class after lunch counts.
Oh, HELL yes! Please?
Mal: How drunk was I last night? Jayne: Well I dunno. I passed out.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Steph L. - Apr 04, 2006 7:01:58 am PDT #5903 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
deborah grabien - Apr 04, 2006 7:54:07 am PDT #5904 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
For Teppy:
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"Monks?"
"Yep."
Post-lunch, and we're stuffed with falafel. The afternoon looms: geometry, civics, German. Aviva, rocker and Israeli exchange student, has Spanish, gym and trig. Yuck.
"They grow marijuana?"
"Yep."
We take the train to Ft. Tryon Park. Aviva's pop-eyed, a Sabra confronted by a medieval monastery in NYC. I know all the monks.
We slip into the Bonnefont Cloister gardens. Two of the brothers are passing the pipe.
Pot smoke wafts across the Hudson. Aviva and Brother Clement are debating judaism versus christianity, giggling a lot. I close my eyes, getting a contact high, digesting my falafel.
Beats the hell out of civics.
erikaj - Apr 04, 2006 8:46:05 am PDT #5905 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
As somebody who got an "A" in civics...yeah.
Allyson - Apr 04, 2006 10:30:08 am PDT #5906 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
I just sent the worst thing I've ever written since...hm. Since high school I think, our for beta.
I lost my mojo. If someone finds it, please send it as an attachment to my profile addie? It's creating panic.
deborah grabien - Apr 04, 2006 10:34:26 am PDT #5907 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Allyson, you have mail. Questions.
Just to let you know, the structure isn't nearly as bad as you think it is - what's off, big-time, is your tone. Off, as in, startlingly different from the rest of the book. But that's not a hard fix, not once you can see where it's wrestling with you.
Asked in email - do you want deep edits, general commentary, or both, or neither?
Allyson - Apr 04, 2006 10:37:36 am PDT #5908 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
I can't see where it's wrestling with me. I'm pinned with my face to the mat.
Sent back!
Ginger - Apr 04, 2006 10:43:37 am PDT #5909 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
School Lunches
A curl of metal in some overcooked vegetable ended my cafeteria days. That long moment when I held my tray and looked across the cafeteria, hoping against experience that someone would gesture me to a table, was hard enough on my digestion. It was against the rules, but most teachers selectively ignored the few of us who stayed in the classroom with our sandwiches and apples. We talked, we read, and occasionally risked our clandestine status by hanging out the windows, walking on the desks or laughing too loudly. It was the only community where I belonged.
Karl - Apr 04, 2006 11:33:37 am PDT #5910 of 10001
I adore all you motherfuckers so much -- PMM.
Oh, Ginger. That one's very evocative for me.
Nicely done.
erikaj - Apr 04, 2006 11:35:21 am PDT #5911 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Oh, yeah, wrod.
deborah grabien - Apr 04, 2006 12:45:20 pm PDT #5912 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Allyson, you have feedback and some deep edits.