Jayne: Well... I don't like the idea of someone hearin' what I'm thinkin'. Inara: No one likes the idea of hearing what you're thinking.

'Objects In Space'


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.


Laga - Mar 20, 2008 1:45:45 pm PDT #9934 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

I like

All is Their Prize

for the title of a teen resurrection romance.


SailAweigh - Mar 20, 2008 1:54:49 pm PDT #9935 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Sorry, Amy, I posted right before I left for home. I like Ginger's suggestion, Unquiet Grave, best. My own mind keeps going to more poetic flights of fancy. Andrew Marvell's "To His Coy Mistress":

The grave's a fine and private place,
But none, I think, do there embrace.

It just won't go away. Would you shoot it down for me?


hippocampus - Mar 20, 2008 1:57:43 pm PDT #9936 of 10001
not your mom's socks.

I like Ginger's suggestion, Unquiet Grave,

this


JZ - Mar 20, 2008 2:07:04 pm PDT #9937 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Sail, that's a gorgeous couplet. The only shooting-down I can possibly think of is that Peter S. Beagle already wrote a supernatural/beyond the grave romance called A Fine and Private Place, but it's a pretty long poem and a pretty great novel, so (a) there may be other title-worthy lines, and (b) Amy may be already planning on nodding to Beagle anyway... which makes for a spectacular failure of down-shooting.


Ginger - Mar 20, 2008 3:48:17 pm PDT #9938 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Sail, it reminded me of "To His Coy Mistress" as well, but it has been heavily mined for titles. I played with the idea of something from the last two lines:

Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.

Something like "Make Our Sun Stand Still."

I don't think my favorite lines, the twist the metaphysical poets so loved, would be appropriate.

"[T]hen worms shall try
That long preserv'd virginity,
And your quaint honour turn to dust,
And into ashes all my lust.


Laga - Mar 20, 2008 3:51:14 pm PDT #9939 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

ooh how about Worms Shall Try


javachik - Mar 20, 2008 4:17:18 pm PDT #9940 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Sigh.

Peter S. Beagle changed my life with his thin little book about driving mopeds across the States.


SailAweigh - Mar 20, 2008 4:57:57 pm PDT #9941 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Ginger, I thought about those lines, too!

Dusty Virginity
Wormy Lust
Lust to Dust


Amy - Mar 20, 2008 5:28:42 pm PDT #9942 of 10001
Because books.

Lust to Dust! Bwah!

I think (I *think*) I'm going to be a total rebel and call it COLD KISS. My critique group tonight did that collective "ooooh" when I suggested it.


sj - Mar 20, 2008 5:34:09 pm PDT #9943 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

COLD KISS

I like this one.