Yeah, I could do that, but I'm paralyzed with not caring very much.

Spike ,'Showtime'


The Great Write Way  

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


Steph L. - Apr 18, 2004 4:52:20 pm PDT #4029 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Jesse, that's great! Love the twist at the end.

And I disagree when you say you're not a writer -- I remember something you wrote about your experience on 9/11/01, and how evocative and crisp it was.

ION, Drabblers: I'll be posting a new drabble challenge tomorrow, so if you want to drabble the 2-people-at-a-table challenge, hop to it....


Jesse - Apr 18, 2004 4:57:21 pm PDT #4030 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Well, writing is a big part of my job, but I'm not a fiction writer, for sure. The people at the table above are me and my mom.


Jesse - Apr 18, 2004 4:58:09 pm PDT #4031 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Oh, and thanks.


erikaj - Apr 18, 2004 5:16:07 pm PDT #4032 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

I liked it, too.


Polter-Cow - Apr 18, 2004 6:29:03 pm PDT #4033 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Hee hee hee. I like it.


erikaj - Apr 18, 2004 6:39:24 pm PDT #4034 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Because I wrote another one, but forgot to save it. [link]


deborah grabien - Apr 18, 2004 8:44:09 pm PDT #4035 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Jesse, that was superb. All about the impermanence.


Jesse - Apr 19, 2004 4:39:13 am PDT #4036 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Thanks, you guys! (Hey, this is kind of fun.)


Ginger - Apr 19, 2004 5:05:01 am PDT #4037 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Since I'm really trying to get back into fiction writing, I'm going to drabble too. I haven't quite gotten the lj thing figured out yet, so I thought I'd post last week's here:

She squinted against the sun, trying to read the salsa-stained menu. At the next table, two couples were building a pyramid of red-and-green cans, adding squeezed lime quarters as ornaments. Their faces were relaxed and faintly pink, glazed with sweat. His back was to the builders, his face nearly invisible in the umbrella's shade. She touched his hand to point out the construction and felt him pull, almost imperceptively, away. The waiter held his pad expectantly. She pointed as one boy stood to complete the top of the pyramid and then collapsed, laughing, into his chair. "What are they drinking?"


Steph L. - Apr 19, 2004 6:31:54 am PDT #4038 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

[x-posted with the GWW community on LJ.]

Drabble #1 is closed, but here comes challenge #2! (From now on, new challenges will be posted on Mondays; last week's was posted on Wednesday because, well, that's when I created the community.)

Your drabble challenge, should you choose to accept it, is: Place. Drabble a place -- a room, a city, a country, a corner of a backyard, a coffeehouse, a rock concert in a huge arena -- any *place.* My idea is to use the drabble to really evoke a sense of whatever place it is, through your description.

You can drabble it, as always, in any style you wish -- fiction, dialogue, poem -- anything at all, as long as you give us a good sense of place through it.

If that's too vague, please speak up. It just happens to be the idea that crawled out of my brain this morning.