erika, you aren't slacking. And right now? That letter is the most important thing I could possible write, and mail.
William ,'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.
I definitely did. Ecstatic that the printer replacement happened in time, for the GAO does not deserve to read my handwriting. Karl Rove does. In the dark. After I have had many drinks.
Ginger, Bev, Anne, anyone around for a very short beta read? It's very short, just a small section of Gravekeeper, but it's pivotal in establishing the victim, the crime and the setting, and I need to know if it pings properly.
I'm here, if you're interested.
I've got a spot of time if you need it, Deb.
Kewl! I'll send the whole thing to date (easier than separating out), but read as much of it as you like; the last section is the new bit.
I'm here now, Deb, and can look at it.
Yes! Send please. Sorry, I was away.
Bev, sending.
I have a mild dilemna. I now have to figure out the exact chronology, not of the events of the murder and why it happened and who did it, but how to reveal this stuff: that is, using what medium, archives, journals, the voice of the ghost in his head, etc.
Fuck.
A slightly different take on this week's challenge.
Reverie
What makes me old beyond my years? What makes him old and young togetehr?
Maybe it's his illnesses, so devastating? No, that can't be right; I've had my share. I played the mother to his child from my wheelchair, shattered and broken. Why am I the adult?
Experience, brilliance, creativity like a meteor, blazing from the sky's end? I don't believe that either. I'm brilliant, creative; I've lived most of a life, and can't legally drink yet.
"What are you thinking?"
I focus my eyes on him, ten years my senior, my lover, my child. "Nothing," I tell him. "Nothing."