I have a thought but it hasn't come to life yet. Erin, insent.
Riley: Maybe I should just let you rest. Buffy: You sure? I bet if you just lay down with me- Riley: Nothing you are about to say will lead to rest.
'Lessons'
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 - Sep 20, 2006 5:08:27 pm PDT #8343 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
erikaj - Sep 23, 2006 6:22:34 pm PDT #8344 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
for the birthday challenge: My best birthday gift was not the most expensive, or lavish, or even the smutty underwear bought by my first love. In fact the cake was uneven and tilted, though covered with coconut frosting to match its German chocolate heritage. “We made it ourselves,” her daughter said proudly. “The cake, not the gift. Grandma made that.” For once, her words matched her wholesome face and we could all be on a cereal box together, despite not being family at all. The gift, tied with a red ribbon, was an afghan, replacing the one my friend moved to Tucson, a perfect match fot the new colors in my new room. A gift I got because someone listened is the best.
Ailleann - Sep 25, 2006 9:15:49 am PDT #8345 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
The topic is entertaining, and before we change it I wanted to add something in honor of today's events:
Every baby is born a different way. Sometimes there’s surprise, sometimes there’s worry. There’s always a lot of hard work. It’s stressful, and tiring, and by the end celebrations are quiet, respectful. Praises be for the miracle we have witnessed.
But on this day, we’re doing things our own way. A ripple in the pixels, and suddenly we’re waiting with bated breath. Old friends, new acquaintances, and even some faceless names. We’re taking bets and waiting for spoilers, we’re sending good thoughts and good vibes. The birthday party’s ready to go, now we’re just waiting to see who you’re bringing.
Amy - Sep 25, 2006 9:18:57 am PDT #8346 of 10001
Because books.
The birthday party’s ready to go, now we’re just waiting to see who you’re bringing.
Beautiful! Love this.
SailAweigh - Sep 25, 2006 9:27:13 am PDT #8347 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Awesome, Ailleann!
Topic!Cindy - Sep 25, 2006 9:37:59 am PDT #8348 of 10001
What is even happening?
Ailleen! Sniff. You made my allergies act up.
Ailleann - Sep 25, 2006 9:56:12 am PDT #8349 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
Aww, Cindy. Your post was so adorable, and so very Buffista, that was part of the inspiration.
hands you a kleenex
deborah grabien - Sep 25, 2006 10:13:06 am PDT #8350 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Aw. That one's a charmer.
Lee - Sep 25, 2006 12:52:23 pm PDT #8351 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Challenge #125 (birthday celebrations) is now closed.
Challenge #126 is muscles.
Connie Neil - Sep 25, 2006 1:03:53 pm PDT #8352 of 10001
brillig
muscles
I like muscles. I once fell in love with the entire varsity wrestling team, who was standing in the college cafeteria line ahead of me. They were all wearing tank tops. They had pretty shoulders.
I like muscles on me, best. Back in the day, I could lift heavy boxes without needing a man around to do the heavy lifting. Self-sufficiency is nice, though it took a few years to get over the gut-envy of the frail girls who had bedazzled guys following them around to lift anything they wanted.
I've come to appreciate guys muscles again. I feel a traitor to feminist self-sufficiency, but it seems a shame not to give the 20 and 30-something guys who help us move a chance to flex their muscles.