Cordelia: You're him. You're Angel's son. Connor: It's not like I got to choose.

'Hell Bound'


The Great Write Way  

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


jengod - Mar 08, 2003 3:35:44 pm PST #797 of 10001

Drive-by to crow that I'm proud of myself. I outlined a new spec TV script. It's not perfect or nuthin', but I haven't really worked on my writing since before the holidays, so this is good.

AnnieLeibovitz+SusanSontag4Eva!!!


deborah grabien - Mar 08, 2003 4:26:48 pm PST #798 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Oh, I don't need snotty.

Heh. I am NEVER snotty to people; I meant, the post I put up sounded like I was practising being the ubersnot.

And I need to corner her at her house and get Who/POTUS gossip.

Yes, dear, you honestly do. It's not like you don't live, what? Ten minutes away?

It's a brilliant story, summed up by a simple fact: Someone put Keith Moon in a hotel suite one floor directly below Gerald Ford's suite. Lordy, what an evening. And yes, there's a lot more to the story, but I ain't a-posting it here. It does, however, feature the deathless line: "Don't shoot! You'll cause an incident! They're aliens!"

Hint: that line was not spoken by anyone with a UK accent.


Steph L. - Mar 08, 2003 4:31:00 pm PST #799 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Deb, I posted the change to my fic in Bitchy Fic...


deborah grabien - Mar 08, 2003 4:32:52 pm PST #800 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

On my way, sweetie.


Beverly - Mar 08, 2003 8:18:33 pm PST #801 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

jengod, yay for you! A start is wonderful. Now all you need is to build a little momentum! Go, you!


Liese S. - Mar 08, 2003 8:32:25 pm PST #802 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Still haven't gotten into the daily songwriting routine. Or at all, really.

The conversation here did lead me to realize that where I am on the continuum is at the ritual by fucking around point. Jamming around deliberately and on schedule is new for me. I'll worry about ritual by method and education later.

I bet they put Keith Moon there on purpose. Conspiracy, I tell ya.


jengod - Mar 08, 2003 8:57:28 pm PST #803 of 10001

Thanks Beverly! I think I've got a good writerly buzz goin' on in 2003. Hard to explain.


deborah grabien - Mar 08, 2003 9:57:07 pm PST #804 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Go, team Jen!

Liese, the entire Band, with entourage, had one floor, and Potus and entourage had the one above. I first twigged there might be a wee problemo when I spotted the Large, Suited Men with Big Heavy Shoes in the lift.

Then there was the Incident in the basement. Covered up my piano player, yelling "firefight! down!" on the floor of the limo.

Life was more interesting then.


Liese S. - Mar 08, 2003 10:00:27 pm PST #805 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

It's always the shoes.


Betsy HP - Mar 08, 2003 10:03:06 pm PST #806 of 10001
If I only had a brain...

I thought the haircuts were also a big ol' giveaway?