Anya Christina Emmanuella Jenkins. Twenty years old. Born on the fourth of July — and don't think there weren't jokes about that my whole life, mister, 'cause there were. 'Who's our little patriot?' they'd say, when I was younger and therefore smaller and shorter than I am now.

Anya ,'Potential'


The Great Write Way  

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


Steph L. - Nov 19, 2003 1:43:12 pm PST #2821 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

t scuffing toe in dirt and beaming

Autumn Morning

Rebirth comes
not in
budding branches and
fresh new green

but in a
bold sudden
tympani of color,
russet and gold and flame.

Not in the
gentle warmth,
spreading slowly outward
after the thaw

but in the
crisp snap
of air made new,
respite from the heat.


Astarte - Nov 19, 2003 1:45:05 pm PST #2822 of 10001
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.

Yay, Teppy!!! That's fantastic.


Katie M - Nov 19, 2003 1:45:52 pm PST #2823 of 10001
I was charmed (albeit somewhat perplexed) by the fannish sensibility of many of the music choices -- it's like the director was trying to vid Canada. --loligo on the Olympic Opening Ceremonies

Oh, I remember liking that one. Congratulations!


Susan W. - Nov 19, 2003 1:52:14 pm PST #2824 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

Yay Teppy!


erikaj - Nov 19, 2003 1:54:54 pm PST #2825 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Go, Tep!


amyparker - Nov 19, 2003 1:58:06 pm PST #2826 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.

I remember that one, Teppy. Well done! t blowing trumpet


deborah grabien - Nov 19, 2003 1:58:22 pm PST #2827 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

(Beaming along with Teppy, 'cos I lurves my Teppy)


Betsy HP - Nov 19, 2003 5:10:23 pm PST #2828 of 10001
If I only had a brain...

I have characters named Foo, Bar, and Baz. Because I am too tired to look up proper names. How tempted am I to leave them that way? There poor Foo is, stumbling around a quasi-Serbian Ruritania, wondering why everybody giggles when he introduces himself.


Deena - Nov 19, 2003 7:24:36 pm PST #2829 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Hee, that's funny, Betsy.

Go you, Teppy! That's really incredible, and it's a lovely poem.


sj - Nov 19, 2003 7:31:56 pm PST #2830 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Congratulations Teppy! That is a beautiful poem. I can't believe it is one of the first you ever wrote.