Deb, I would love to read more of the clowns story if you want to send it to me. I probably won't get to it until tommorrow, when hopeful my head will no longer be pounding.
Aren't they something. They're like butterflies, or little pieces of wrapping paper blowing around.
Kaylee ,'Shindig'
The Great Write Way
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
sj - May 17, 2004 6:33:30 pm PDT #4671 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
deborah grabien - May 17, 2004 6:36:18 pm PDT #4672 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
I'm much happier about my career than I am about my hockey team tonight.
And backflung-redux, with answers on editing prefs.
deborah grabien - May 17, 2004 6:42:10 pm PDT #4673 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
sj, sending momentarily. Whenever you're up to it is fine. You go rest.
Ahem. For Teppy's challenge, a piece of erotica.
Game
Leather, steel, the soft padding of lambswool.
They both know how to play this game. Today, she's the one spread out and open to him; other days, she calls the plays.
It's never predictable, never the same as any other time. It takes fearlessness, absolute trust, a temporary abandonment of will.
He pushes the cuffs away, reaching instead for lengths of rope. She tastes her own anticipation, rising like a sirocco, as he loops the rope over one ankle, the second ankle, both wrists. He stands back, impassive, testing the tension.
He plays this game well. He knows his knots.
Steph L. - May 17, 2004 6:47:57 pm PDT #4674 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
GUH. Oh, yeah. Yeah, that'll do it.
deborah grabien - May 17, 2004 7:23:45 pm PDT #4675 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Huh. Teppy, livejournal won't let me post in Great Write. It keeps saying the journal's temporarily in "read-only" mode. Any idea what's up?
Pix - May 17, 2004 7:24:06 pm PDT #4676 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
rrrrrrroooooowwww!
Nummy, Deb!
Working on comments now.
Pix - May 17, 2004 8:22:31 pm PDT #4677 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
Deb, backflung with comments.
deborah grabien - May 17, 2004 9:16:19 pm PDT #4678 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Man, I am in a strange mood tonight. Third Knots drabble; hoping Plei stops by for this one.
Dryad
The man stands, staring.
It's only a tree. The bole is gnarled with age, dark patches of bark peeling like sunburned skin. The root system, a massive twisting as hard as iron, curls above ground, taking in as much water as the tree needs.
The man stares at the bark. Inimical, ironic, a woman's face stares back at him.
It's only a knot, he tells himself, only a knot in the wood.
The knot, if knot it is, leers suddenly, her expression changing. He steps back, swallowing a whimper. Only a knot.
He's afraid to turn his back on it.
Pix - May 17, 2004 9:19:24 pm PDT #4679 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
I like the dryad drabble. I also like saying "dryad drabble".
Also? Backflung take two.
deborah grabien - May 17, 2004 9:21:34 pm PDT #4680 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Still internal erroring at me. Going to try downloading the second version and see if it takes.