She ain't movin'. Serenity's not movin'.

Kaylee ,'Out Of Gas'


Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies  

Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.


deborah grabien - Sep 09, 2003 7:42:42 pm PDT #6516 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

I think I dig Karen too much, which is a shame, because I have to do mean things to her.

I had to write a horrifying scene between the two protagonists in my series, for the third book. It turned my stomache.

You should hear Neil Gaiman on the subject. Hoo boy.


victor infante - Sep 09, 2003 7:49:22 pm PDT #6517 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.

You should hear Neil Gaiman on the subject. Hoo boy.

Heh. I can imagine. You really do develop feelings for some of these fictional folks, and you really want it to work out for them but, well, it doesn't work that way. Sooner or later, the guy in the hockey mask's gotta do SOMEONE in, or else there's just no story.


deborah grabien - Sep 09, 2003 8:03:47 pm PDT #6518 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Sooner or later, the guy in the hockey mask's gotta do SOMEONE in

Aint it the truth? Putting it rather crudely, all foreplay and no orgasm makes Reader a dull girl/boy.


victor infante - Sep 09, 2003 8:10:15 pm PDT #6519 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.

Aint it the truth? Putting it rather crudely, all foreplay and no orgasm makes Reader a dull girl/boy.

Oh yeah. Besides, gleefully inflicting trauma? Fun.


deborah grabien - Sep 09, 2003 8:17:12 pm PDT #6520 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

No argument here, although I'd honestly rather read the trauma than have to inflict it on my own people.


victor infante - Sep 09, 2003 8:18:50 pm PDT #6521 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.

No argument here, although I'd honestly rather read the trauma than have to inflict it on my own people.

Heh. I think, if I had a therapist, s/he and I would have many, many interesting conversations about the things I simultaneously love and hate doing to fictional people.


deborah grabien - Sep 09, 2003 8:34:24 pm PDT #6522 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

I think, if I had a therapist, s/he and I would have many, many interesting conversations about the things I simultaneously love and hate doing to fictional people.

"I will kill you, sir, in the most unpleasant and violent way imaginable." A fictional author, Paul somethingorother, telling Nero Wolfe that he was going to make him the murder victim in his next book


Beverly - Sep 09, 2003 9:16:51 pm PDT #6523 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

still owe you some notes on some other things of yours. which as it happens I hevn't forgot; I just need three spare hours to do it properly.

You've had a lot on your plate. And it's not like it's exactly been on fire for the last, oh, couple years. But when you get to it, yay! And I've lost count of what you have, if, when you do get to it, you could remind me?


deborah grabien - Sep 09, 2003 9:22:24 pm PDT #6524 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Bev, you bet, but could you tell me the last chapters I've sent you notes on? I've read through 18, or thereabouts, and given general comments on the trends in characterisation and flow. There are a couple of things in the earlier chapters that I'm not sure I mentioned.

But I need to make notes. My brain is a sieve these days.


Beverly - Sep 09, 2003 9:39:14 pm PDT #6525 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

7-13 is the last you mention. I thought 18 was the last I'd sent. Do you want more? Later, perhaps, when things aren't so thick on the ground? Or have you entirely had enough?