Hey, all. "I'm back and I'm a bloody animal!" And on topic, stupid spyware made it so I couldn't write either, all weekend.
Don't worry, I'm not gonna start any sword fights. I'm over that phase.
Mal ,'War Stories'
The Great Write Way
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
erikaj - May 03, 2004 11:36:21 am PDT #4359 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Pix - May 03, 2004 11:44:02 am PDT #4360 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
Deb, what a beautiful drabble.
Welcome back, Erika!
erikaj - May 03, 2004 11:49:45 am PDT #4361 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Thank you...it was quite the torment for me. And not the sexy kind. And Techie Dave is as a god. Even if he thinks I'm cognitively impaired. Guess I've got to finish stuff now. My computer was like a lava lamp all weekend.
deborah grabien - May 03, 2004 2:03:09 pm PDT #4362 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
internet wife! *There* you are.
erikaj - May 03, 2004 3:25:18 pm PDT #4363 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Yep, here I am. Glad to be back.
deborah grabien - May 03, 2004 3:31:01 pm PDT #4364 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
(passes erika lemon bread) hard computer weekend?
erikaj - May 03, 2004 3:34:10 pm PDT #4365 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Yep...big technical problem...seems that the techie got it though. Maybe this week, I'll send what I've got as far as "crip noir"ETA: My tag is funny in this thread. But that is what happens when you e-mail your friend the editor at 7:30 AM.
deborah grabien - May 03, 2004 3:37:24 pm PDT #4366 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Dudesse, you are the noirest crip in all the land, and you know it.
Of course I'll beta anything you like.
Amy - May 04, 2004 6:25:22 am PDT #4367 of 10001
Because books.
X-posting here seems to be the thing to do, so here goes...
Challenge #4 [sleep]
You drift, weighted down, every muscle sighing as the bed takes its turn balancing the child within you. Curled on one side, sinking slow, breathing deep, the first puzzle pieces of dreams shifting into place, forming pictures you’re not sure you see. Almost there, boneless now, you let go…and she wakes.
A foot? A fist? The soft cap of her skull? She turns, awake now, alert. The steady tide has slowed to a memory of movement as you lie still, eyes closed, imagining the swishing path of her hand to her mouth, the toes curling her foot into a comma.
I'm having so much fun with this. I actually have another memory one I think I'm just going to do in my journal since I didn't post it before the challenge closed.
erika, can I add you to my Friends List?
Steph L. - May 04, 2004 6:28:16 am PDT #4368 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
I actually have another memory one I think I'm just going to do in my journal since I didn't post it before the challenge closed.
I didn't even get a chance to do the memory drabble since my week was so crazy last week.