we all do that, Susan.
Two by two, hands of blue. Two by two, hands of blue.
River ,'Ariel'
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.
erikaj - Mar 29, 2008 10:43:25 am PDT #9960 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Laga - Mar 29, 2008 10:55:44 am PDT #9961 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
I'm jealous of you, Susan, for being so much more motivated than I am and for having such an intimate relationship with your characters.
Susan W. - Mar 29, 2008 11:26:05 am PDT #9962 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
I'm jealous of you, Susan, for being so much more motivated than I am and for having such an intimate relationship with your characters.
Well, the other way to put that is that I'm stubborn and maybe a little bit crazy...
Amy - Mar 30, 2008 4:10:13 am PDT #9963 of 10001
Because books.
I don't do character charts or lists, either. I tried it once, and it bored me to tears.
Lee - Mar 30, 2008 4:17:56 am PDT #9964 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
The bunnies (rabbits) challenge is now closed.
This week's challenge is a photo drabble. Photos 1- 5 are of people, from the Look at me site. 6-10 are from a flickr community Amy pointed me towards that focuses on eerie, creepy, or spooky places.
Please link to the photo you pick as your prompt.
Amy - Mar 30, 2008 4:36:30 am PDT #9965 of 10001
Because books.
Oooh, lots of great pictures.
Laga - Mar 30, 2008 8:45:18 am PDT #9966 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
Thanks, Perkins. I love the photo drabbles.
Anne W. - Mar 30, 2008 9:09:11 am PDT #9967 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Trying my hand at one of these. It was hard to get this to 100 words exactly.
The painting over the mantle shows a staid woman--tidy hair, starched collar, blank gaze fixed high over the viewer's shoulder. Great-grandmother Emma: matriarch and obedient wife, given to fits of melancholy.
This picture shows a woman who, interrupted, might tell the viewer to mind his own damned business. It shows another woman, perhaps the mysterious "Clara" mentioned (always in passing, always with disapproval) in their great-uncle's letters.
Jane takes the photograph when she runs away, as proof that there's one family member (so what if she's long-dead?) who understands why she's leaving and who may even give her blessing.
Beverly - Mar 30, 2008 9:48:33 am PDT #9968 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Oh, nice one, Anne.
Same photo:
Ana stood close so her warmth reassured Miss Paula she was there, even in the wind threading the mountains. The breeze swirled the fragrance of the nosegay Miss Paula held around her before carrying it away. Her back was ramrod straight, her face eager toward the horizon, facing into the wind, and her hat stayed firmly pinned at its jaunty angle. Ana wondered what Miss Paula imagined was out there, toward where her face turned and her body inclined. Though she might never know, with Ana's help Miss Paula need never concede the experience of this moment to mere blindness.
SailAweigh - Mar 30, 2008 3:55:14 pm PDT #9969 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Ooh, I like those. Both sort of have an "up yours" flavor to them, but very different.