Oh, and I was writing last night and forgot to post on Sail's and Chi's. But, yes indeed. Yes.
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.
Wow all of the drabbles this week are amazing. Here's mine:
There’s no hope in Hell, and there was no hope in that dorm room. I think I’d been locked in there, by myself, for a week when the cereal bars, my only source of food, ran out. By that time I no longer cared. Time is hard to keep track of when all you do is sleep and cry. Each ring of the phone wounded. I never answered it; I never let anyone know that depression had overtaken me.
Salvation came with a knock on the door: “Sarah, it’s your mother. I know something is wrong. Please open the door.”
Oh, sj. Damn.
Man, this is one hell of a topic.
Thanks, Deb. I am amazed at how easy that was to write. It flowed right out. Are you maybe up for a game of literati? We haven't played in ages.
"Stories that flow are a gift from God." A fellow Munch fan told me that, and we Munch women can't lie. Take the Fifth, yeah, but not lie. The saddest part about mine is it could have been written about any number of people/times. I've thought of another one, but it's dirty.
Wow, sj.
Kristin, your story about your Mom this morning sort of inspired me to write it.
Awwww! That's the nicest thing I've heard all day.
sj, I'd love a quick game. I can only do one, though; there's sanding and scraping that needs doing.
Anyone else?
Deb, Semantics, table 50.