Giles, if you would like to get by in American society, then you are going to have to follow our traditions. You're the patriarch. You have to host the festivities, or it's all meaningless.

Buffy ,'Sleeper'


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.


Pix - Mar 29, 2005 2:12:05 pm PST #944 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.

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
The status is NOT quo.

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.


deborah grabien - Mar 29, 2005 9:46:52 pm PST #952 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

the residue of last night's dreams puff up like dust

I seriously love this line. Dayum.


SailAweigh - Mar 30, 2005 2:25:40 am PST #953 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

That's the line I liked best, too, Deb. My eyes just kept going back to it, over and over.