Buffy: Dancing with you is way better than trying to hook up with some good-looking guy. Xander: I think I liked it more when you were kicking me in my puffy groin.

'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.


sarameg - Jul 03, 2006 7:18:26 pm PDT #7701 of 10001

Penlind? Fate of Joss's cat? The nature of detective work in the internet? Portrayed identity versus trust & all that. "Normal" people are active in internet communities (not counting myself as normal...)

OK, I'm not helping now. But really, it's slice of life that most think is degenerate! All sorts of revealing things there. My dad just doesn't get it. So I don't try to explain in between his rantings on cell phones and blackberries, though I might this next trip. Mom...oh man. She'd get it, if she could figure out amazon.com. She'sjust happy I am happy.


Allyson - Jul 03, 2006 9:38:41 pm PDT #7702 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

Okey dokey! Manuscript and author questionnaire sent off to editor.

Now, I wait.


Lee - Jul 03, 2006 9:44:35 pm PDT #7703 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

YAY, except for the waiting part.


deborah grabien - Jul 03, 2006 9:51:35 pm PDT #7704 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

I remember pulling out SMP's questionnaire for Haunted Ballads. A dozen typewritten pages, mostly of questions I purely had no answer for. I emailed my editor with a "WTF?" in language better suited to the grey eminence that is Ruth Cavin.

She wrote back ":::snort::: Oh, they sent you one of THOSE things. Feel free to bullshit."

Only time I ever saw her swear, until I told her about Mr. Post-It.


Volans - Jul 03, 2006 10:10:22 pm PDT #7705 of 10001
move out and draw fire

Those questionnaires are exactly the sort of things I can't take seriously. I just can't. I'm physically incapable of a straight answer. I try, really I do, and what comes out of the pen or keyboard is smart-ass.

This got me into my college, when I submitted the story of how I was a space alien who'd been an exotic dancer (because LOOK at me, I look exotic to aliens) in an interplanetary bar [cut for brevity] and woken up from my drugged stupor in an arroyo near Roswell.

And my CV on my company's website says I'm a Jesuit missionary and starship captain.

But otherwise, this impulse has just gotten me in trouble.


deborah grabien - Jul 04, 2006 7:33:20 am PDT #7706 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

BWAH! Raq, you've seen my official bio, right? It starts off with "Deborah Grabien can claim a long personal acquaintance with the fleshpots -- and quiet little towns -- of Europe."

As Nic put it: "Mmmmmmmm....fleshpots...."

One of the nice things about being in the position of being asked to provide this stuff is that you do get to play with it.


victor infante - Jul 05, 2006 3:53:31 am PDT #7707 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.

My newest column is up at GotPoetry.com:

Wild Sex in the Working-Writer Class: Don’t worry, it happens to everyone.


Amy - Jul 05, 2006 12:40:45 pm PDT #7708 of 10001
Because books.

Tep? New topic? Have we done "independence day"?


deborah grabien - Jul 05, 2006 1:51:03 pm PDT #7709 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Amy, I was about to ask for a new topic. I think we did ID last year on the 4th, though.

But have we done "freedom" as a topic?


Strix - Jul 05, 2006 3:18:50 pm PDT #7710 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

How about "liberation"?

Or, hell, libation. Close enough, right? And freeing, in and of itself!