Simon: I'm trying to put this as delicately as I can... How do I know you won't kill me in my sleep? Mal: You don't know me, son. So let me explain this to you once: If I ever kill you, you'll be awake, you'll be facing me, and you'll be armed.

'Serenity'


The Great Write Way  

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


deborah grabien - Oct 28, 2003 6:48:28 pm PST #2465 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Biiiiig difference between writing fiction and writing non-fiction. I'm married to an alpha-geek who is also Head of Tech Pubs for a high-tech company; I also did rather a lot of legal writing, back in the eighties.

This is way more fun. And incredibly frustrating.

One way or another, this looks like the two-book deal, that is, the series commitment I primarily wanted. So I'm just going to chill and see what Jenn and Ruth hammer out.

Eating a TV dinner; there goes my cred.


Susan W. - Oct 28, 2003 6:51:38 pm PST #2466 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

I like real marriages, don't you? In fact and fiction? Such fun.

Oh, and it's not like I borrowed anything from my actual marriage, especially not the way at least half our fights are when we're on the way to somewhere, and then we have to somehow get through the party/day at work/church service as if there's nothing wrong.

t whistles innocently


amyparker - Oct 28, 2003 6:51:43 pm PST #2467 of 10001
You've got friends to have good times with. When you need to share the trauma of a badly-written book with someone, that's when you go to family.

Eating a TV dinner; there goes my cred.

Oh, come on. You know Gordon Ramsey goes down the chippies every now and then.


deborah grabien - Oct 28, 2003 6:54:15 pm PST #2468 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

And Jamie Oliver is all about odd fast food. In fact, he makes some of the oddest fast food ever.

This one's a Mexican thing, with chicken, and many beans. It's actually reasonably edible.

You know, this waiting for permission to use the cover of "Weaver" on anything othe than postcards strikes me as demented.


erikaj - Oct 28, 2003 6:56:06 pm PST #2469 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Me too...kind of like if my mom wants to go back to her birth name she has to pay. It's hers.


deborah grabien - Oct 28, 2003 7:00:13 pm PST #2470 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

I mean, the cover's not mine, in that I didn't design and don't own it. But this is to promote the book and make them money.

Weirdassed industry.


amyparker - Oct 28, 2003 7:00:36 pm PST #2471 of 10001
You've got friends to have good times with. When you need to share the trauma of a badly-written book with someone, that's when you go to family.

Kenny loves Jamie Oliver's second cookbook; the third one, NSM. He's made Thai curry and fish pie, and one night during a sleepover I stumbled out and found three of them doing a classic fry-up, giggling and arguing about the tomatoes.

DH, OTOH, is perfectly capable of ruining frozen pizza.

Wanna see the cover!


deborah grabien - Oct 28, 2003 7:08:33 pm PST #2472 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Amy, you haven't seen it?

Here:

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It's gorgeous. All I need is permission from Marina Druckman in St Martins art department, and it's everywhere.


amyparker - Oct 28, 2003 7:10:51 pm PST #2473 of 10001
You've got friends to have good times with. When you need to share the trauma of a badly-written book with someone, that's when you go to family.

DEB!!!

It's a book cover!

What? It's always squeeworthy. Do you love it?


deborah grabien - Oct 28, 2003 7:36:46 pm PST #2474 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

I adore it. It's generating masses of good response, too; I actually suggested the basis for the concept, the peeling back of layers to reveal the story behind the song.