Hey, did you write that just now, or have you had it, TB?
Can't any one of your damn little Scooby club at least try to remember that I hate you all?
Spike ,'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.
erikaj - Jun 05, 2006 12:35:47 pm PDT #7007 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Typo Boy - Jun 05, 2006 12:40:02 pm PDT #7008 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.
Just now. It is easy to write poetry quickly when you have exactly zero talent as a poet, cause there is no point in trying to make it something great.
Aims - Jun 05, 2006 12:40:37 pm PDT #7009 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Typo and I share thoughts on writing poetry.
And we didn't even know it. Tee.
dcp - Jun 05, 2006 2:41:46 pm PDT #7010 of 10001
The more I learn, the more I realize how little I know.
Challenge #111 (comfort food) is now closed.
Catching up too late after hectic weekend. I was sorry to see no one followed up on the suggestion over in Natter to write a "Comfort Food" drabble on frozen-peas-as-icepack. I thought it was a great twist on the topic, and it made me laugh.
victor infante - Jun 05, 2006 4:12:07 pm PDT #7011 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.
How about one on romantic relationships that came out of fandom--people who met specifically through fandom and fell in love. Do Nora and Tom count?
Yeah, they met at one of the first Somervillain F2F's.
As to the rest, I'd be willing to bet you can make up a significant amount of words just going back and adding detail. If you can't find an extra 1,000 words of description back there, in small little snippets, I'd be amazed. (I think I made up, like, an extra 3,000 on this when writing Nihilist Chic.)
Put it in the drawer for a day or two. Try your best not to think about it, and then read it all over from the beginning. As you're reading, just let yourself think back to all the stuff that made you want to write this in the first palce. Another anecdote here, another example there. You'll find it all.
erikaj - Jun 05, 2006 5:53:14 pm PDT #7012 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Looks like my article about "House, MD" is gonna be published(or at least I got a contract.) Have to thank Anne again. Thanks, bunk, for the inspiration,
SailAweigh - Jun 05, 2006 5:54:15 pm PDT #7013 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Whoohoo, erika! That's great news!
Lee - Jun 05, 2006 6:04:47 pm PDT #7014 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
YAY ERIKA!
Strix - Jun 05, 2006 6:07:52 pm PDT #7015 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Rock ON, Erika!! Good on you, girlie!
Hey, I looked at what I tried to write when I had a cold and all 1 page of it (when I set myself a 10 page a week goal) is all And then she said SNOTSNOTSNOTSNOT IDIOTIDIOT SNOT.
Why didn't anyone warn me about writing while LEGALLY BRAIN DEAD? Huh? I hold you all accountable. Somehow. No, really, I'm looking at you.
Although I now have great material for the epic tale of the 3 Cold Sores That Ate My Face From The Lip Out.
Ok. Tomorrow is Tuesday. It begins a New Week. I shall write 2 pages after my all-day staff meeting and my visit to 2 DMV's. (I have to go to Kansas AND Missouri.) Did I mention my book has horror elements? Tomorrow should seal my inspiration, yo.
Allyson, you may steal my idea for the Epic of the 3 Cold Sores That et. al. I am firmly convinced they are the secret Big Bad of Seaon 8 Buffy in an altverse. (And yes, I will have The Three immortalized (or at least recorded for the next 6 years) on my driver's license. Life is GOOD.
Amy - Jun 05, 2006 6:14:59 pm PDT #7016 of 10001
Because books.
Yay erika!
Also, Erin babe, insent. (And, um, sorry about the cold sores, sweetie.)