Up until the punching, it was a real nice party.

Kaylee ,'Shindig'


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.


sj - Oct 01, 2009 1:12:14 pm PDT #2430 of 6690
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

We could have different people post a prompt for every day of the week.


-t - Oct 01, 2009 1:14:02 pm PDT #2431 of 6690
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

if one day's doesn't appeal, then there's a new the next day, and so on.

That's a very good point.

And sj has a good suggestion.

I am in favor. I'd even volunteer to to take a day.


Amy - Oct 01, 2009 1:38:35 pm PDT #2432 of 6690
Because books.

Maybe whoever has a prompt can post it?

Here's one for today, since it's a) the start of a new month, and b) the day the delurking thread opened: welcome.

I could use some hopeful ~ma, too. Just heard the zombie book proposal went out to five editors. Meep.


Polter-Cow - Oct 01, 2009 1:41:40 pm PDT #2433 of 6690
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

The one I read, Amy? Much ~ma!


Amy - Oct 01, 2009 1:42:13 pm PDT #2434 of 6690
Because books.

The same one, P-C.


Liese S. - Oct 01, 2009 2:08:24 pm PDT #2435 of 6690
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Yay! I want the drabbles back! And daily prompts might not last as long as our years-long weekly ones, but no one will have to feel like they're putting in a bunch of effort without getting responses. Daily is a lot, so probably few of us will do every day's, but we can pop in and do one whenever! And if we just post whenever we feel like we have a theme, no one needs to feel all responsible for it either.

I really loved the drabbles here. Will people crosspost the themes over to the GWW lj?


Liese S. - Oct 01, 2009 2:09:34 pm PDT #2436 of 6690
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Oh, yeah, and welcome Ice! A delurker and a writer no less! Yay for writing!

Wow. I have some serious exclamation point abuse going on in these posts. Must have been a lot of caffeine in the mocha I got at the new coffeehouse.


SailAweigh - Oct 01, 2009 2:36:01 pm PDT #2437 of 6690
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Welcome

Juggling her keys, purse and four days of mail with both hands, she opens the paint-scarred metal door. There's no light to greet her, the air is musty and the only sound comes from the steady plink of water leaking from the faucet above the kitchen sink into the stainless steel basin. The dining room table receives her purse and keys, the mail can wait until tomorrow. Toeing her shoes off under the table, she heads for the only thing that matters right now. With a flip of the lid, her laptop screensaver chimes and welcomes her back to life.


Amy - Oct 01, 2009 2:44:43 pm PDT #2438 of 6690
Because books.

Oh, very nice, Sail! YAY! First new drabble!


Ice - Oct 01, 2009 8:44:59 pm PDT #2439 of 6690
The longer I stay awake tonight, the more time I have before tomorrow begins.

Meant to go to bed an hour ago. Note to self: In the future, please attempt to remember that you don't write concisely enough to make whittling down to 100 words a speedy process, OK?

If I hold off on posting this now, though, I'll end up feeling self-conscious about it tomorrow. Sleep deprivation has its uses. 'Night, all.

Welcome to the Neighborhood

We moved to the suburbs, where cicadas sing accompanied by the hum of traffic from a nearby road.

I didn't know whether to relax or freak out.

A neighbor walked our dog while we unpacked. Three kids brought us homemade cookies. Later on others stopped by with brownies and a hand-drawn card.

I didn't know whether to relax or freak out.

Now I look out the kitchen window. I can see two backyards, three houses, and a street. Privacy fences are against the neighborhood rules.

They can see us.

I know whether to relax or freak out now.