Kaylee: You're nice, too. Mal: No, I'm not. I'm a mean old man.

'Serenity'


The Great Write Way  

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


ChiKat - Aug 19, 2004 9:02:07 am PDT #6106 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

Geez, deb. You're makin' me cry.

This?

his scars, his survival

Is exactly how I view my huge neck scar. And why I dig it.


deborah grabien - Aug 19, 2004 9:08:08 am PDT #6107 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

It really took some doing, to make him understand that I thought his scars were beautiful.


erikaj - Aug 19, 2004 9:27:38 am PDT #6108 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

I've written that into scenes myself, before.


erikaj - Aug 19, 2004 9:35:26 am PDT #6109 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Does it ever stop feeling like fic? Cause now, I'm not straight-up ficcing as such, but it feels like I'm ficcing different people now. Lehane, David Simon, Sue Grafton, well, it still feels like doing impressions.Maybe I have to keep it that way to avoid that "What if I clutch and my dreams crash and burn?" thing.


Liese S. - Aug 19, 2004 3:18:21 pm PDT #6110 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Yup, "desserts" was wordplay. Words are fun to play with.

And everyone's doing great stuff.


Gris - Aug 20, 2004 12:03:49 pm PDT #6111 of 10001
Hey. New board.

I pace the hallways, back and forth, my dress shoes scuffing the tiled school floor. Rehearse the words I know so well, the phrases I wrote to interest, to impress.

The student before me leaves the room, relieved to be done but annoyed at his gaffs.

A sneak peek in the window, to look at the judges, judging my predecessor as they will judge me.

I shiver. I moan. I wait.

The door opens, "We're ready when you are," and the butterfies in my stomach threaten to escape out my mouth as I smile, shake hands, and prepare to speak.


Susan W. - Aug 20, 2004 5:50:45 pm PDT #6112 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

I just got my first form rejection letter (from an agent). It hurts a lot more than the personalized kind.


Liese S. - Aug 20, 2004 5:53:07 pm PDT #6113 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Aww, Susan. Sorry to hear it.


Susan W. - Aug 20, 2004 5:58:37 pm PDT #6114 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

t melodramatic temper tantrum

When will anyone recognize MY GENIUS??? WHEN??? WHEN???

A form letter to ME? Don't they know who I am....er...who I will be some day, as soon as the world recognizes MY GENIUS?

t /melodrama


Liese S. - Aug 20, 2004 6:29:38 pm PDT #6115 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

They will all kneel and beg to kiss your pinky ring one day.

In other news, I've insent you, wrt:freelance work from months and months ago. Sorry for being totally off the ball!