Atherton: Half the men in this room wish you were on their arm, tonight. Inara: Only half. I must be losing my indefinable allure.

'Shindig'


The Great Write Way  

A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.


Cindy - Jul 20, 2003 12:45:02 am PDT #1698 of 10001
Nobody

But, another personal thing, Julius's - I think this discussion has been had before, but I would use Julius'.

I can't find my copy at the moment, but I'm 99% sure I'm doing it the way Strunk & White say you should.

I prefer the way Elena recommended, but I think Susan is right - that style guides say to include the second s. However, (to me) because it appears in first person narration, either is allowable. Susan is only transcribing the heroine's thoughts and the heroine thought Julius's.


Anne W. - Jul 20, 2003 2:05:25 am PDT #1699 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

Indeed, I suspected that the reason this man galloped about the countryside on an elegant little Arabian rather than a rangy hunter like Hal and Julius favored was yet another species of male vanity. A short man would not show to as good advantage on a seventeen-hand hunter.

Heh. I like this. It does a nice job of letting us know a little bit about the way the narrator things along with feeding us description of the hero.


deborah grabien - Jul 20, 2003 7:52:06 am PDT #1700 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Susan, the quanitity of descriptive seems basically fine to me, because it's a Regency. Georgette Heyer is the gold standard, and you know precisely what everyone's wearing, down to the pink rosettes in their hair. Regency has its own language, I think.

I'd add one comment to the above:

He looked at me properly for the first time, and I noticed his vivid, dark blue eyes. I had never seen such a color before.

This is the only thing in there that pinged me, and only in the presentation. For me, that first bit is awkward, and reads as telling; a rephrase along the lines of

He looked at me properly for the first time, and I noticed his eyes. I had never seen such a color before - they were a dark, vivid, blue.

I don't know why that reads so much more true to voice, but it seems to. Maybe because I dealt with the "long gleaming dark brown tresses" earlier in the week, or possibly because I'm undercoffeed.


Susan W. - Jul 20, 2003 7:55:25 am PDT #1701 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

I like that--thanks, deb.


deborah grabien - Jul 20, 2003 8:07:56 am PDT #1702 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Welcome, ma'am.


Betsy HP - Jul 20, 2003 8:18:45 am PDT #1703 of 10001
If I only had a brain...

I am never going to finish this novel and I am going to be a fucking poseuse all my life.

ARRRRRRRRGH.


deborah grabien - Jul 20, 2003 8:40:57 am PDT #1704 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Betsy, that's total pants.

You are going to finish it because I am going to stand over you and bully the crap out of you until you do.

Because I have got interested in these two women and I Want To Read What Happens, goddamnit.


Nilly - Jul 20, 2003 8:43:45 am PDT #1705 of 10001
Swouncing

{{Betsy}} I wish I had something wise to say other than just sympathy.

Oh, and I'm pretty sure you're not a 'poseuse', whatever that word means (see, I don't even know that!), because from what I got to read from you I think you have a wonderful way of intermingling words and thoughts.


Susan W. - Jul 20, 2003 8:57:43 am PDT #1706 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

{{Betsy}}

I know exactly how you feel, and often feel the same myself.


Consuela - Jul 20, 2003 9:55:11 am PDT #1707 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

Betsy, just so you know, I'm in line behind Deb with the wifflebat.

You know the drill, just keep going, even if it's pants.

So says the woman who has written all of 1,000 words in the last month, all of it madly scribbled in longhand on the bus. Sigh.