Can't even shout, Can't even cry. The Gentlemen are coming by. Looking in windows, knocking on doors. They need to take seven, and they might take yours. Can't call to mom, can't say a word. You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard.

Dream Girl ,'Bring On The Night'


The Great Write Way  

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


§ ita § - Jul 12, 2004 1:11:04 pm PDT #5661 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

This isn't the first time she's had to exert her power, to put a stop to it before things spin out of control.

The tip of the knife drags just a little as she runs it up and down, leaving perfect parallel lines of almost-broken dry, ashy skin.

The blade knows where it wants to be ? she slows down just below the elbow and smiles.

"You don't hurt me," she says quietly. "I'm in charge now. I hurt you."

She pushes deeper into her forearm and watches the slow motion drip of blood to the cold bathroom tile.


Polter-Cow - Jul 12, 2004 4:26:27 pm PDT #5662 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Eeeeee. Aaaaugh.

I just submitted "Shopping" to Glimmer Train. I've never submitted anything to a national magazine before. Time to start collecting rejection letters!


erikaj - Jul 12, 2004 4:28:47 pm PDT #5663 of 10001
"Somewhere in this building is our talent." Toby Ziegler, my spirit animal

They are at least nice when they reject you.


sj - Jul 12, 2004 4:29:47 pm PDT #5664 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Go, you P-C! Good for you for having the courage to send it out.


Am-Chau Yarkona - Jul 12, 2004 11:48:26 pm PDT #5665 of 10001
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty

Because I have the sort of mind that wants to try.

110 words total, every word in the list if you count "spinner" as a form of spin. Not very good writing.

- - -

Round and softening, the avocado sits sadly in the waste-land of the dinner table. Once laid to classic, elegant perfection, the diners have been and taken their revenge on the innocent foods, and all is lying in chaos; the withered scraps of winter lettuce—she remembers them in the salad spinner, crunchy and fresh—look like deadbeat seaweed, stranded by a cruel ocean.

The thought of clearing up invites procrastination. The gloaming of the evening is awash with anhedonia. She rolls the uneaten avocado, now overripe, and sends it caroming into a bowl decorated with geckos. The dinner is finished, and the guests have wandered off to absorb their revenges.


Amy - Jul 13, 2004 4:59:51 am PDT #5666 of 10001
Because books.

Way to go, P-C! All fingers crossed.

Great challenge, Steph. I love stuff like this--if I can manage it, I want to get all the words in.

Am-Chau, yours is wonderful--I love how you worked in words in unexpected places, like the bowl "decorated with geckos". Very cool.


Steph L. - Jul 13, 2004 5:10:23 am PDT #5667 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Great challenge, Steph. I love stuff like this--if I can manage it, I want to get all the words in.

It is utterly hysterical in my class when we have 20+ random and bizarre words and 10 minutes to use them all in a piece. When we read them out loud, it's better than Last Comic Standing.


Lilty Cash - Jul 13, 2004 5:15:12 am PDT #5668 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."

Rock on, P-C!!!


Amy - Jul 13, 2004 5:19:45 am PDT #5669 of 10001
Because books.

It's a little bit like Mad Libs, but backwards.

I was giggling over the "fur pie" story all night.


Steph L. - Jul 13, 2004 5:21:45 am PDT #5670 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I was giggling over the "fur pie" story all night.

Oh, you should have seen my class! We were howling with laughter at "furp-ee?"