Erin, I will resend.
Insent again.
And don't you ever stand for that sort of thing. Someone ever tries to kill you, you try to kill 'em right back! ... You got the right same as anyone to live and try to kill people.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
The Great Write Way
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
Pix - Jan 18, 2005 3:49:01 pm PST #9515 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Strix - Jan 18, 2005 3:55:32 pm PST #9516 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Thanks! It's crap generic beginning stuff, but feedback is ALWAYS useful.
Strix - Jan 18, 2005 4:10:43 pm PST #9517 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Oh, and I backflung with a leetle explaynation.
Connie Neil - Jan 18, 2005 7:48:42 pm PST #9518 of 10001
brillig
So, Deb, re: that chunk of the novel I sent you. I'm assuming your current busyness has distracted you, and it's not a case of "My god, how do I tell her it sucks large donkey dong", that's kept you from responding.
deborah grabien - Jan 18, 2005 7:54:39 pm PST #9519 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Connie has superlative timing.
I say this because I have got rid of my writers group for the evening and just opened yours in another window.
Should have something for you shortly.
Connie Neil - Jan 18, 2005 8:00:37 pm PST #9520 of 10001
brillig
Then I'll peruse it in the morning, because I'm falling asleep at the keyboard. Night, all.
deborah grabien - Jan 18, 2005 8:03:21 pm PST #9521 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Night!
Liese S. - Jan 19, 2005 5:11:20 am PST #9522 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
one at a time
From the cessation of breath to the onset of rigor mortis.
Taking notice, panic, action. Fear, assurances, realization.
Phone calls to the husbands, to the mortuary, to the preacher. Reservations to make, arrangements with the graveyard in Hawaii. The relatives must be told.
The insurance, Medicare, the will. What to do with the property.
Guilt, lies told to bring comfort, voices to be heard. Words to be said.
But for now, after the cessation of breath, I must change her stained gown for a clean one, before it is too difficult. As her body cools, one degree at a time.
Connie Neil - Jan 19, 2005 5:25:05 am PST #9523 of 10001
brillig
Whuf, Liese. So many things to be done at a time like that. I remember going with my mother to buy a new shirt for my father when he died.
Polter-Cow - Jan 19, 2005 5:25:35 am PST #9524 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Damn, Liese.