Tracy: Well-- That call -- That call means you just murdered me. Mal: No, son. You murdered yourself. I just carried the bullet a while.

'The Message'


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 - Mar 29, 2005 2:07:04 pm PST #942 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Compositionist? Me? Huh.

Sail, that was exquisite.


SailAweigh - Mar 29, 2005 2:10:08 pm PST #943 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Heh, I hope all my afterthought editting didn't make it too hard to read. I wasn't sure how to indent and what I ended up doing worked, but still didn't do quite what I wanted.


Pix - Mar 29, 2005 2:12:05 pm PST #944 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Oh Sail. I would love a copy of that.


SailAweigh - Mar 29, 2005 2:13:37 pm PST #945 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

t blinks.

I'm honored. It's prettier in Word. Would you like me to e-mail it to you?


Pix - Mar 29, 2005 2:16:49 pm PST #946 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Please do. Profile addy good.


SailAweigh - Mar 29, 2005 2:24:44 pm PST #947 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Kristin, insent.


Laura - Mar 29, 2005 3:04:02 pm PST #948 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Thanks Sail.

Also, not at all hard to read, in fact quite a pleasure.


Strix - Mar 29, 2005 6:01:06 pm PST #949 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

They say that love and hate are two sides of the same coin. Janus, that two-faced bitch, just likes to keep things interesting. My bed is a shrine to Janus, and I lay on the altar every night, listening to that coin roll on the tabletop, wondering which side it will fall on -- heaven or hell?

There are nights when I slip into bed, and when my head hits the pillow, the residue of last night's dreams puff up like dust and suck me into that otherworld where I fly, I float, I fuck without compunction, without rules, without limit.

I long for that world, and on those other nights, the night when Janus rules against me, I lay stretched out, burning-eyed and waiting, on the altar.

I lay myself in sacrifice to Morpheus, but Janus will have his due.


SailAweigh - Mar 29, 2005 6:37:13 pm PST #950 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Beautiful, Erin.


Beverly - Mar 29, 2005 7:32:55 pm PST #951 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Erin, wow. And all you other wonderful people--I'm overcome with the wonderful, powerful stuff that's poured out here.

And jealous. But, good with the bad.