This here's a recipe for unpleasantness.

Mal ,'Objects In Space'


The Great Write Way, Act Three: Where's the gun?

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


SailAweigh - Dec 22, 2008 8:22:45 am PST #1230 of 6690
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Oh, Erin. That is absolutely beautiful.

::sniffles::

Damn allergies.


Strix - Dec 22, 2008 3:27:09 pm PST #1231 of 6690
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Thanks, Sail. I am nervous -- all us girls agreed to do a make-it-yourself Secret Santa this year, and I am the sole writerly one among a shitload of talented visual artists.

I am going to change "It is too special" to "It is too sacred" and enjamb the first two words. Unless someone can suggest a better alternate to sacred? Or maybe just drop "You know" altogether?


Ginger - Dec 22, 2008 5:33:26 pm PST #1232 of 6690
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I think it will be a great gift.

I agree with your instinct about sacred and dropping "you know."

These lines seem a bit awkwardly long:

some circled confusedly, like dogs whose noses have lost the scent-trail,

to move further into what it is that they cannot yet comprehend.

Would these work?

some circled confusedly, like dogs who have lost the scent-trail,

to move further into that which they cannot yet comprehend.


Strix - Dec 22, 2008 5:58:52 pm PST #1233 of 6690
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

That does help clarify! Thanks for the feeback.


Beverly - Dec 23, 2008 9:27:27 am PST #1234 of 6690
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

For me, in poetry, less is always more.

some circled confusedly, like dogs whose noses have lost the scent-trail,

to move further into what it is that they cannot yet comprehend.

some circled like dogs who've lost the scent-trail

to move further into what they cannot yet comprehend.

Spoken aloud, both those shorter lines have a nice forward rhythm, too. Something I find invaluable about poetry: movement. Sometimes the delight of movement will carry you over an inconvenient word or a slightly off-kilter image, a smooth rhythm incorporating the oddness and making the poem both more cohesive and more memorable.

And sometimes it just sounds wrong. Poetry should always be spoken aloud, walking, if possible. I do it with fiction as well but, at least for me, hearing it moving is essential.

I never understood Shakespeare until I heard it read and performed. The hearing of it brought it to life. It's true for all poetry, I think.


Beverly - Dec 23, 2008 10:32:57 am PST #1235 of 6690
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Ne'mind.


Barb - Dec 23, 2008 10:38:18 am PST #1236 of 6690
“Not dead yet!”

I never understood Shakespeare until I heard it read and performed. The hearing of it brought it to life. It's true for all poetry, I think.

Taking that one step further, Bev, I never fully appreciated Shakespeare until the Ken Branagh adaptations because of his insistence that the dialogue be spoken as conversationally as possible as opposed to with a theatrical inflection. It was amazing how much more devastating Henry V was and how hilariously funny Much Ado was.


Connie Neil - Dec 23, 2008 10:54:50 am PST #1237 of 6690
brillig

because of his insistence that the dialogue be spoken as conversationally as possible

The scene between Harry and Kate in Henry V is even funnier than I could believe, I had to look it up to make sure the lines were as said, especially the "Here comes your father" right after they kiss.


Strix - Dec 25, 2008 7:06:09 am PST #1238 of 6690
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Thanks for the feedback, y'all. Those lines did scan a little bulky to me.


Atropa - Dec 26, 2008 9:23:40 am PST #1239 of 6690
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

My copy-edited manuscript arrived on the doorstep today.

This is no reason to freak out, I know.

Does that knowledge stop me from freaking out a bit? Ha.