What, you think we can't all come up with fifteen thousand words about goats?
(Hair toss) "Nah, man. That's Crue." (obscure Goldthwait ref)
Hello? Gay now!
Willow ,'Showtime'
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.
Beverly - Sep 16, 2009 8:15:27 pm PDT #2268 of 6690
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Atropa - Sep 16, 2009 10:42:07 pm PDT #2269 of 6690
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
This is a fabulous plan. I am in favor of this plan.
Gudanov - Sep 17, 2009 5:29:48 am PDT #2270 of 6690
Coding and Sleeping
Sounds interesting. My ability to contribute would depend on the time frame. I am so busy right now.
I have a question, but to ask it I'd need to post 290 word excerpt and a 505 word excerpt. It's about level of detai., I'm trying to decide if a can get more of a sense of setting and detail (a problem a few people have had) without messing things up. That may be a bit much to post, but could I maybe email someone if someone is willing to take a look? Just impressions, not looking for mistakes.
Amy - Sep 17, 2009 6:14:42 am PDT #2271 of 6690
Because books.
Gud, there's no rush. There may not be any anything, really. We're just talking, so far.
Why don't you just post it here? Do it in two posts, maybe?
Allyson - Sep 17, 2009 6:17:51 am PDT #2272 of 6690
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
So thematically, what would we be working on. If, say, hypothetically speaking, we were to herd cats and do a Buffistas collection?
Amy - Sep 17, 2009 6:20:42 am PDT #2273 of 6690
Because books.
Dude, I threw some ideas out there! Everyone else needs to chime in. Or we need to do (shudder) a poll or something.
Allyson - Sep 17, 2009 6:24:56 am PDT #2274 of 6690
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Wait, really on the goats?
Amy - Sep 17, 2009 6:26:11 am PDT #2275 of 6690
Because books.
Please don't let it be goats. Really.
Barb - Sep 17, 2009 6:26:51 am PDT #2276 of 6690
“Not dead yet!”
I like variations on dark myself. Because everyone's interpretation of it can be so different, including dark as a form of light, if'n you grab my meaning.
Gudanov - Sep 17, 2009 6:28:00 am PDT #2277 of 6690
Coding and Sleeping
Okay, well here is the current, well maybe not quite current, but it gets the idea.
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Demons. Aimee didn’t fight demons. For that matter, she didn’t fight anything. Her job entailed constructing devices at her workbench, with the care her perfectionism demanded. Yet here she was, heart thudding and sweat dripping off the tip of her nose. On the other side of the wall, she could hear the ponderous footsteps of whatever had torn apart at least a half dozen soldiers.
Something sniffed like a hungry animal hunting prey. Ten feet down the hallway, the grisly remains of a soldier lay in the doorway, chest ripped open on the left side. Despite the blood soaking his tunic, she recognized the image of crossed swords in silver that adorned her own uniform. The blank eyes and torn face belonged to Gaston, a fellow member of the Imperial Guard. At least it isn't Curtis. Guilt followed the thought; Gaston may not have been a good friend, but he had still been a fellow Guardsman.
Another footstep sounded on the floor. The demon on the far side of the wall was moving again. Aimee crept toward the doorway, her latest invention clutched in her hands. What appeared to be a rune covered copper tube with a wooden handle, represented five years of hard work. The simple looking device packed more power than anything Aimee had ever Crafted before, with one drawback: it had never been field tested. Soon, it would be.
Footsteps echoed on the tile floor behind her.