The Famous Flower of Serving Men just arrived. The cover is indeed gorgeous, Deb.
Spike: At least give me Wesley's office since he's gone. Angel: He's not gone. He's on a leave of absence. Spike: Yeah, right. Boo-hoo. Thought he killed his bloody father. Try staking your mother when she's coming on to you! Harmony: Well…that explains a lot.
'Destiny'
The Great Write Way
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Ginger - Oct 18, 2004 8:02:29 am PDT #7459 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
deborah grabien - Oct 18, 2004 8:15:48 am PDT #7460 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Second in a chronological series of drabbles for fateful encounters. I did warn you, there would likely be several.
Bethel, New York: 15 August 1969
It's lucky I'm not claustrophobic, because it feels as though half the population of America is here. I've come up in a helicopter, hitching a ride with my sister the rock journalist. I've got a badge, entitling me to go backstage. This is going to be fun.
Even backstage, it's tricky finding a quiet corner. Eventually, I do, and find myself being regarded by a small slender man with enormous brown eyes. He's staring at me. Recognition of fate, need, love, coming home?
"Hi." English, soft-voiced. "I'm N."
Something in my stomach turns over. I think perhaps it's my soul.
deborah grabien - Oct 18, 2004 8:16:53 am PDT #7461 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
The Famous Flower of Serving Men just arrived.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Doing the happy dance.
Susan W. - Oct 18, 2004 8:19:38 am PDT #7462 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
The Famous Flower of Serving Men just arrived. The cover is indeed gorgeous, Deb.
Hmph. Just checked Amazon to see if mine had shipped, and it's still listed as "not yet released."
erikaj - Oct 18, 2004 8:23:15 am PDT #7463 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Nothing wrong with that, Deb. Except possibly making my encounters look less than fateful. Huh. I know I can come up with something.
deborah grabien - Oct 18, 2004 8:37:18 am PDT #7464 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
erika, how can one person's encounter be less fateful than another person's? The measure of fate is to the people involved in the encounter.
sumi - Oct 18, 2004 8:51:20 am PDT #7465 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Mine shipped Saturday -- I hope to receive it tomorrow.
deborah grabien - Oct 18, 2004 8:59:02 am PDT #7466 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Third fateful encounter.
SIR Studios, San Francisco, February 1977
Recovering from the breakup.
I remember little of the past year: I wept, slept, imploded. Nothing in me wanted to be alive, or knew how hard it would be. I'm 22 and there's a hole in the universe. I've been trying to write it out of me in song.
It's me and my guitar, recording the recent history of being ripped apart. Through the fog, I realise the sound engineer is staring at me. He's a cutie: blond ponytail, blue eyes, beard.
"Want a bassplayer?" He offers a hand. "By the way, I'm Nic."
He knows, now, why I flinched at the name.
Amy - Oct 18, 2004 9:20:29 am PDT #7467 of 10001
Because books.
Deb, those rock. This:
He knows, now, why I flinched at the name.
especially.
Challenge #28: Fateful Encounters
Luc raised his head from an indifferent contemplation of his wine when Jean LaRoche tapped his shoulder. “May I present Sylvie Buchet? She is only lately of Avencon.”
Courtesy could not be ignored. Luc sketched a bow, accepting the woman’s cool hand. “A pleasure, milady. I am Luc DeLorme.”
“You are widowed, sir?”
“Yes, two years now.” His heart still ached with it.
“I am a widow myself, with two daughters.”
He offered his sympathy by rote, but his mind had raced ahead, to an image of his own small rose, at home alone. Soon, she would need a mother…
JohnSweden - Oct 18, 2004 9:30:48 am PDT #7468 of 10001
I can't even.
Nothing in me wanted to be alive, or knew how hard it would be.
I've known this place well. Those drabbles reach, Deb.
1 The Famous Flower of Serving Men
is in my grubby paw, as we type. Not a bad job getting it here by Amazon, even the .ca version.