And remember, if you hurt her, I will beat you to death with a shovel.

Willow ,'Conversations with Dead People'


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.


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.


Volans - Oct 09, 2006 11:33:23 pm PDT #8490 of 10001
move out and draw fire

Jilli, that rocks!

these aren't fic drabbles

I thought the drabbles could be anything on the topic? What are the rules?


Connie Neil - Oct 10, 2006 4:59:23 am PDT #8491 of 10001
brillig

What are the rules?

You don't talk about Fight Club--wait, different rules. I thought we were fairly rule-free around here, myself.


Steph L. - Oct 10, 2006 5:07:48 am PDT #8492 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

It was actually conceived as a non-fandom weekly drabble: [link]


Lee - Oct 10, 2006 5:45:43 am PDT #8493 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Steph, did you get an email from me about next week. There's no rush, of course, what with the next week and all, but I just realized I may have sent it to the wrong email.