Good luck, Jilli!
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.
Yay, Jilli! Best of luck.
Heard back from Nice Agent Lady. She says she's looking forward to digging into my proposal, but that it's going to be about three weeks before she can get to it, because this is the season of trade shows and writers conferences in the publishing industry. (Which, actually, I should have remembered.)
So! She's looking forward to it, yay! Three weeks, argh argh argh!
Yeah, Jilli!
Booo-hisssss to waiting!
yay, Jilli! Well, at least she was kind enough to tell you you'd have to wait, instead of leaving you twisting in the wind for a few weeks. Still, boo waiting!
Yay, Jilli! For finishing it and sending it and hearing that she received it already!
Three weeks will fly. (You can look for more pink trim while you wait!)
Also, yay for seeing posts in here! This poor thread has been lonely.
True, AmyLiz.
Here's a drabble topic. Just for fun:
Cheap red wine
Ooh, that's a good one, Erin. Lemme go think. Maybe I should pour a glass for inspiration...
By all means!
Okay, I had ice cream instead. And a pain killer, for my back. This could be totally purple and cliched, and I wouldn't know since sugar rush + opiates = dumb happy Amy.
"Cheap Red Wine"
He's easy and sweet, always available when she needs something to fill her up. Some days the hollowness is a jarring echo, like a penny inside an empty can, and she needs something to drown out the noise of her loneliness.
One phone call is all it takes. He's always home, probably bent over his books or his computer, not that she cares. He gets the job done, that's the point. A little conversation, a drink, and then the dizzy rush of his mouth and his hands on her skin. She could drink him all night, like cheap red wine.