The King of Cups expects a picnic. But this is not his birthday!

Drusilla ,'Conversations with Dead People'


The Great Write Way  

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


Hil R. - Sep 09, 2004 6:55:10 pm PDT #6497 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

OK, got my computer to cooperate. I'll reply soon.


Hil R. - Sep 09, 2004 8:00:10 pm PDT #6498 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Allyson, backflung.


deborah grabien - Sep 09, 2004 8:04:58 pm PDT #6499 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Allyson, humongously detailed insent. Let me know if it's too much.


Beverly - Sep 09, 2004 8:08:09 pm PDT #6500 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

And a short one from me, Allyson.


Pix - Sep 09, 2004 8:10:19 pm PDT #6501 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.

Backflung, but only somewhat. Detail tomorrow.


Allyson - Sep 09, 2004 8:11:07 pm PDT #6502 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

Thanks, Hil! That was very helpful.


Hil R. - Sep 09, 2004 8:18:50 pm PDT #6503 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Thanks, Hil! That was very helpful.

Oh, good. I always feel like I'm going too grammar-psycho when beta-reading.

I liked a lot of the imagery you had in there.


Deena - Sep 10, 2004 5:12:17 am PDT #6504 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

It's neat to see all this energy over Allyson's essays.

It took me a bit, but here are my bells.

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Canned bells ring out from a little church in a little town where life is sweet (except for weeds creeping up to buckle the sidewalks, drugs, teen pregnancy and the deaths of children playing with guns).

Bells ring for weddings, great white frosted things with laughing 22 year-old tin-can driving college-graduates who will have 2.5 children and live happily ever after. (Or not.)

Bells don’t ring for me. Father O’Malley won’t tilt his head (to let me know the catch in my breath, this presentiment of doom, is unnecessary), and wink to say everything is well; God watches over all.


deborah grabien - Sep 10, 2004 6:53:58 am PDT #6505 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Oh, Deena. That one's a stinger.


Pix - Sep 10, 2004 8:11:13 am PDT #6506 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.

Allyson, backflung.

Like Deb, may be too much feedback. Please let me know.

Also, my Word sometimes doesn't seem to translate all of the "track changes" and highlights and such, so I sent it both as a Word doc and as an html doc, just in case.