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.)
I'll nurse you back to health. I'll wear the nurse outfit!
"BuffyBot" ,'Dirty Girls'
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 2:03:39 pm PDT #8480 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
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.
Aims - Oct 09, 2006 2:34:43 pm PDT #8487 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Comfort Food
The pie is leaking over the edges of the crust, oozing a deep purple sauce and fat, juicy berries. The shock of it against the bright, white plate makes my eyes go fuzzy. The rich brown of the café au lait in the equally bright coffee cup is much easier to look at. I need this comfort, though dammit. I need something that will make me feel better. This isn’t going to be it.
I pick up plate and cup and head toward the sink. Without rhyme or reason, I throw them both against the wall.
Now I feel better.
Atropa - Oct 09, 2006 5:27:04 pm PDT #8488 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
I've seen how everyone looks at you; it's the way they once looked at me. It's not that I've grown ugly; it's just that you're new to the neighborhood.
New.
Different.
Certainly not any more beautiful than I (still) am.
I'm not worried. I've learned from the past. I don't need to be shown anyone's heart, and the only oven in my future is the one I work at, while whistling a happy tune.
After all, what could be more friendly than to invite you over for a chat over a cup of coffee and a slice of homemade apple pie?
SailAweigh - Oct 09, 2006 5:59:59 pm PDT #8489 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
to go hunt down demons?
No, to start the ritual sacrifice. With pie.
Good one, Jilli! Now, that is spooky.