Letter of Comment.
Yeah, that occured to me at about three AM.
Can't drink, smoke, diddle my willy. Doesn't leave much to do other than watch you blokes stumble around playing Agatha Christie.
Spike ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Fan Fiction: Writers, Readers, and Enablers
This thread is for fanfic recs, links, and discussion, but not for actual posting of fanfic.
Rebecca Lizard - Nov 25, 2002 7:53:29 am PST #992 of 10000
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket
Am-Chau Yarkona - Nov 25, 2002 10:39:35 am PST #993 of 10000
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty
"The shortest piece of fiction ever written." Which I think was pared down to two sentences.
I'm having a 'what the hell?' moment. Care to explain?
Michele T. - Nov 25, 2002 3:29:37 pm PST #994 of 10000
with a gleam in my eye, and an almost airtight alibi
Which soap opera was it that announced it was going to use fan-written stuff as dream sequences on the show? I was telling a friend about that last night, and I couldn't remember, and she didn't believe me. Help? Did I in fact imagine this?
DavidS - Nov 25, 2002 10:48:01 pm PST #995 of 10000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I'm having a 'what the hell?' moment. Care to explain?
I don't know if its all that interesting to repeat. They had a contest to write the shortest story that actually was a story. That had a premise and a twist. The shortest story that they felt was a whole story (by whatever their standards were) was: "The last man on earth sat in his house. There was a knock on the door."
After some chatting somebody offered a shorter version of the same story: "The last man on earth sat in his house. There was a lock on the door."
Somebody finally trumped that with: "The last man on earth sat in his house. There was a LOC on the door."
Rebecca Lizard - Nov 25, 2002 10:50:05 pm PST #996 of 10000
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket
Bwah.
Am-Chau Yarkona - Nov 26, 2002 3:05:19 am PST #997 of 10000
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty
Intresting, in its way.
Afterwards, I recalled the shortest short story tale:
A teacher set her class to write a short story, telling them (they must have been a fairly adult class) that a good short story has riches, people with titles, sex, religion, and mystery. One of her pupils supposedly wrote:
"Oh my God!" cried the Duchess. "I'm pregenant, and I don't know whose it is!"
Much the same, really.
P.M. Marc - Nov 26, 2002 8:43:03 am PST #998 of 10000
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Holy mother of--Shrift, that new one? Is fucking great. Day-am.
shrift - Nov 26, 2002 9:14:57 am PST #999 of 10000
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Shrift, that new one? Is fucking great.
Thank you kindly. t g
I mean, how often do you get to name a story "A Phallus in Pigtails" and have it be utterly appropriate?
P.M. Marc - Nov 26, 2002 9:15:23 am PST #1000 of 10000
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I mean, how often do you get to name a story "A Phallus in Pigtails" and have it be utterly appropriate?
In my case? Never.
shrift - Nov 26, 2002 9:32:29 am PST #1001 of 10000
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
In my case? Never.
Something worked for me last night. Grooving along to some early Bowie, needed a better story title, blammo.
It's nice when that actually happens.