Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.

Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'


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.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Jan 05, 2010 8:11:18 am PST #2962 of 6709
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

Good luck to Sam!


Scrappy - Jan 05, 2010 8:12:29 am PST #2963 of 6709
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

I hope Sam finds a home!


Strix - Jan 05, 2010 8:28:13 am PST #2964 of 6709
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Fly, little bat, fly!!


Allyson - Jan 05, 2010 8:37:46 am PST #2965 of 6709
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

hopes extra hard


Beverly - Jan 05, 2010 9:47:51 am PST #2966 of 6709
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Adds dollop--big dollop--of hope.


Atropa - Jan 05, 2010 9:53:19 am PST #2967 of 6709
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Go Sam! Go Sam!


sj - Jan 05, 2010 10:00:01 am PST #2968 of 6709
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Yay, Allyson!


Burrell - Jan 05, 2010 10:10:16 am PST #2969 of 6709
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Yay Allyson! You are totally my hero and inspiration.

Why does writing fiction intimidate me so much?

I don't know but I'm right there with you.


Liese S. - Jan 05, 2010 6:36:34 pm PST #2970 of 6709
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Go bat go! I was updating my bat-loving guitar student on Sam's progress and she is very excited. She hung a bat house this year and is hopeful about having her very own bats soon.


Gudanov - Jan 06, 2010 5:33:54 am PST #2971 of 6709
Coding and Sleeping

I didn't have much time last night, but I managed to get a little further through 43. Transferred ownership of a decidedly non-magical ring, now several other little bits to complete.