sj, nice one.
Allyson, literally, I'd suggest at the very least a Q&A on fan craziness, quotes taken at random from every sector of the issue.
Actually, I was thinking it would be sort of like a pet. You know, we could...we could name her Trixie, or Miss Kitty Fantastico, or something.
Tara ,'Empty Places'
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 - Jun 04, 2006 11:11:38 am PDT #6961 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Typo Boy - Jun 04, 2006 11:12:49 am PDT #6962 of 10001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
so do that. Produce a bunch of stuff like that. stuff of various length. Some of it will fit into the flow of the main book. Anything that doesn't stick it into a back section. You could even call that section "end matter" or "back matter".
Typo Boy - Jun 04, 2006 11:16:59 am PDT #6963 of 10001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
Write letters to five people who have pissed you off in fandom who are not already included. If they average 600 words each, that is 3,000 of your 9,000 words done. They are likely to be entertaing. And maybe Catharsis.
sj - Jun 04, 2006 11:17:25 am PDT #6964 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Thanks, deb.
Best of luck finding your words, Allyson. You're a talented writer; you can definitely do this.
Typo Boy - Jun 04, 2006 11:18:04 am PDT #6965 of 10001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
Change names to protect the guilty.
deborah grabien - Jun 04, 2006 11:20:06 am PDT #6966 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Change names to protect the guilty.
Heh. Just call 'em archetypes.
"Dear Whiny Self-Absorbed Wannabe who called me a social climber at ArmpitCon in 1999...."
sj - Jun 04, 2006 11:20:38 am PDT #6967 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
A happier drabble:
“Can I get you something to eat? Something to drink? No? Are you sure? Don’t be silly, it’s no trouble at all.”
“You’re too thin, eat something,” my grandmother would say as she pinched my hips to emphasize her point.
“I made your favorite for dinner.”
“Stay for dinner; we can always boil more pasta.”
“We had extra dinner, and we knew you would be alone tonight, so we brought it over.”
“I know you said not to bring anything, but I couldn’t come to dinner empty handed.”
These are the words my family uses to say, “I love you”.
Typo Boy - Jun 04, 2006 11:47:23 am PDT #6968 of 10001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
sj -so yeah. When I was growing up nobody could get out of my house unfed.
Liese S. - Jun 04, 2006 12:13:05 pm PDT #6969 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Aww, sj. It's sweet. My one clear memory of my grandfather (he died when I was about six? seven?) was him telling us all "Eat, eat, eat!" He was brusque and intimidating and that definitely meant "I love you."
sj - Jun 04, 2006 12:18:36 pm PDT #6970 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Thanks! One more. I can't resist this topic.
There are days beyond my control. My body or my brain betrays me, and I look to food for comfort. At one time, this meant getting food from a drive thru window. Anything quick, hot, and bad for me would do. Now, I take comfort from making my own food. I soothe myself with each small accomplishment, even if it is just putting the water on the stove to boil. With each step, I take control of my life. Later, I take comfort in the smile on my lover’s face as he serves himself a second helping of comfort food.