I'm not evil again. Why does everyone think that?

Angel ,'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.


Ginger - Mar 31, 2005 9:53:52 am PST #964 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Hell

The light is too bright. My eyes close and my head turns away. The light comes and goes. A wet cloth wipes my face. Faces come in and out of my vision. The faces look vaguely familiar, but they keep changing. There are always hands, lifting, pulling, combing out the snarls in the hair. The sheet goes away and comes back. There is always noise: sometimes soft and murmuring, sometimes too bright like the light. The noise used to mean something, but the meaning slipped away like everything else.

Something is holding my hand. Why won't it let me go?


deborah grabien - Mar 31, 2005 11:20:05 am PST #965 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Ginger, the ones you've done on this category have basically blown me apart. They're amazing.


erikaj - Mar 31, 2005 11:27:55 am PST #966 of 10001
I'm a fucking amazing catch!--Fiona Gallagher, Shameless(US)

wrod.


Ginger - Mar 31, 2005 12:17:29 pm PST #967 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I think this has been a great category for everyone. It's a shame we're so familiar with hell.


§ ita § - Mar 31, 2005 12:34:00 pm PST #968 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

She pulls her feet in closer. Sand pushing up against her reminds her to luxuriate in its warmth, and she sifts the fine grains through her fingers. The water is a regular hiss and slap against sand and stone. It whispers naptime to her, but she fights it, because she can hear him squeezing orange juice in the kitchen. There'll be champagne in it, because there's been champagne in every drink of the past few days ... unless there was rum.

In the moment before he joins her she memorizes blue against blue, the sea against sky, crystal against eternity.


Ginger - Mar 31, 2005 12:47:20 pm PST #969 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

And ita gives us heaven.


Brynn - Mar 31, 2005 2:01:37 pm PST #970 of 10001
"I'd rather discuss the permutations of swordplay, with an undertone of definite allusion to sex." Beverly, offering an example of when your characters give you 'tude.

  • popping out of lurk, playing ketchup, feeling like the u of w sucks all the language out of me, and basking in the wonderful words of the buffistas*

Since I noticed querying came up, I was hoping to get some pointers as well. I have a film essay I was hoping to query a few magazines about. Is there a simple form query anyone might have offhand so that I could get a basic idea of what the professional model for one is?

(edited because I "basically" use the word "basic" to the point of "basic" death.)


Pix - Mar 31, 2005 2:06:51 pm PST #971 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

I just got hired by one of the biggest lighting design companies in the country to write press releases--$300 a pop!

Not exactly the Great American Novel, but a paying writing gig!


Susan W. - Mar 31, 2005 2:07:07 pm PST #972 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

Brynn, I can email you a few once I'm back on my other computer.


Susan W. - Mar 31, 2005 2:08:03 pm PST #973 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

Wonderful, Kristin!