Wash: Captain, didn't you know kissin' girls makes you sleepy? Mal: Well sometimes I just can't help myself.

'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.


Beverly - Aug 30, 2006 7:51:48 pm PDT #8209 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

'Suela, does the magazine have a letters column? Because that succinctly and politely worded post would make a splendid contribution to it.

Very nice, sarameg.


sarameg - Aug 31, 2006 4:45:10 am PDT #8210 of 10001

Though do you mean descendant instead of ancestor in the antepenultimate sentence?

YES. That word just blipped from my head last night (plus when I was wee, I used to always swap them. Habits die hard. ) Hate it when that happens. Thank you.


deborah grabien - Aug 31, 2006 7:16:13 am PDT #8211 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Nice way to wake up:

From Publishers Weekly

In Grabien's mesmerizing fourth mystery of ghostly suspense (after 2005's Matty Groves), actress Penny Wintercraft-Hawkes gets a call from her long-absent brother, Stephen, who has returned to London from Hong Kong with his wife, Tamsin, to claim land he inherited on the Isle of Dogs, situated on the Thames. Stephen wants Penny's lover, Ringan Laine, a folk musician and expert in period restoration, to consult on his plan to build a Tudor-style manor house on the site. Ringan's uneasy first steps on the isle are only the prelude to the horror of visions to come. A girl who drowns her sister, a pack of baying dogs and a musician from Henry VIII's court invade Ringan's dreams and his waking life. As in previous entries to the series, one of Ringan's folksongs figures into the story and enhances the drama. Grabien's skillful blend of reality and the supernatural will chill even skeptical readers. (Oct.)

I'll take it.


Kalshane - Aug 31, 2006 7:39:36 am PDT #8212 of 10001
GS: If you had to choose between kicking evil in the head or the behind, which would you choose, and why? Minsc: I'm not sure I understand the question. I have two feet, do I not? You do not take a small plate when the feast of evil welcomes seconds.

Yay, Deb.

Turned out that they didn't accept any stories. The writers submitting had all failed to include one particular element in their stories--an element that the call for submissions had never mentioned.

Contrary to acknowledging this, the editor of the magazine merely snarked that the SF community "couldn't rise to the challenge", and published only the novella by the fiction editor of the issue.

Oy. That sucks and bites, Suela.


deborah grabien - Aug 31, 2006 7:56:39 am PDT #8213 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

BTW. 'suela, I'm with Bev. If there's a letters column, that post is right on the money about their screwup. And they're wasting writers' time, which is never a good thing.


sumi - Aug 31, 2006 8:02:05 am PDT #8214 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!

'suela - that's completely ridiculous! They need to be called on that.


Volans - Aug 31, 2006 8:07:09 am PDT #8215 of 10001
move out and draw fire

Consuela, wow that makes me hate people some more. And yeah, sending that letter might be fun (and hopefully the letters editor dislikes the fiction editor).

deb, very nice review!


Aims - Aug 31, 2006 8:13:57 am PDT #8216 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Mother to Daughter

I used to sneak into your room to room to plunder your jewelry box. Class rings, costume jewelry, your cameo from France. My favorite was the bracelet. It held so many mysteries. I used to imagine what each charm meant. The dice were for some sort of gamble. What was the baby for? Was it for me?

Twenty years later, you gave it to me, with all the charms attached and the story for each one. You gave me some of my own to add. Adding mine to yours, making us a part of each other in a tangible way.


Allyson - Aug 31, 2006 8:27:52 am PDT #8217 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

Still waiting for notes. Nails bitten to quick.


ChiKat - Aug 31, 2006 9:05:46 am PDT #8218 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

I'm working on a homework assignment which asks the question, "What is good writing?"

Y'all are writers. When you know your writing is good, why is it?