Can't drink, smoke, diddle my willy. Doesn't leave much to do other than watch you blokes stumble around playing Agatha Christie.

Spike ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'


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.


Steph L. - Oct 09, 2006 2:01:11 pm PDT #8477 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Challenge #128 is a cup of coffee and a piece of pie.

I have this overwhelming urge to write a Twin Peaks drabble.

And yet, these aren't fic drabbles.

(Actually, I don't have a drabble in mind, other than the connection between Twin Peaks and coffee + pie. I just needed to point it out. Mmmm....pie....)


juliana - Oct 09, 2006 2:02:07 pm PDT #8478 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

And yet, these aren't fic drabbles.

Nope, but I have an urge to write a Supernatural drabble around the topic.


Lee - Oct 09, 2006 2:03:33 pm PDT #8479 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Mebbe we could bend the rules, just for a week?


Steph L. - Oct 09, 2006 2:03:39 pm PDT #8480 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Oh, the people being sucked in by the SPN fandom....

(I can't cope with creepy shit, much like the way I can't cope with medical dramas -- if I watch them, I have a complete nervous breakdown. So SPN is not in my future, alas.)


SailAweigh - Oct 09, 2006 2:07:47 pm PDT #8481 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

With Pie

Dark and rich, I breathe in the aroma of the coffee in my cup. Out my window I can see the quilt of turned leaves that covers the ground and piles up against the coop in the backyard. A basket of apples sits on the balcony, keeping crisp in the cool air of the autumn afternoon. Later tonight, I’ll peel them, pile them high with a flurry of butter shavings before I put the crust on. I’ll surround myself with the sounds and smells of the last of the season. But, first, I take my axe in hand. It’s time.


Zenkitty - Oct 09, 2006 2:12:15 pm PDT #8482 of 10001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Spooooky, Sail.


Lee - Oct 09, 2006 2:12:40 pm PDT #8483 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

first, I take my axe in hand. It’s time.

to go hunt down demons?

(sorry, still stuck on SPN.)


deborah grabien - Oct 09, 2006 2:27:16 pm PDT #8484 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Mebbe we could bend the rules, just for a week?

Bend how? By making it fic?


erikaj - Oct 09, 2006 2:30:27 pm PDT #8485 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Better to apologize than ask permission.


Lee - Oct 09, 2006 2:31:40 pm PDT #8486 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I was just joking.