I'm eleven hundred and twenty years old! Just gimme a friggin' beer!

Anya ,'Storyteller'


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.


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?


Allyson - Aug 31, 2006 9:09:01 am PDT #8219 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

When I can read it aloud and it sounds like how I'd relay a story to someone sitting over coffee with me, without as many, "ums," and "where was I?" and such.


Atropa - Aug 31, 2006 9:24:55 am PDT #8220 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Still waiting for notes. Nails bitten to quick.

May I join you in going crazy waiting for feedback? I'm still waiting for my agent to give me her notes on my sample chapters.

HATE waiting. Hate hate hate.


ChiKat - Aug 31, 2006 9:26:05 am PDT #8221 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?

Okay, y'all's editors need to get on the stick. Want me to write them a nasty email??