book~ma, Barb!
Doesn't winter seem more like archiving season?
Willow ,'Lessons'
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 - Mar 29, 2011 7:53:29 am PDT #4235 of 6690
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
hippocampus - Mar 29, 2011 1:27:49 pm PDT #4236 of 6690
not your mom's socks.
ok my chin didn't do the greatest job staying up, so I'm switching to wine.
Liese S. - Mar 30, 2011 7:50:59 am PDT #4237 of 6690
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Today I got word back that I didn't win the songwriting contest I'd entered months ago. Woes. But I entered it because every entry gets feedback, which I should get in the mail next month, so I'm trying to remember the contest itself was a longshot, and the goal was the feedback. Of course, if the feedback comes back entirely negative or a brushoff, then I shall lie on the floor and bemoan my fate.
hippocampus - Mar 30, 2011 8:01:45 am PDT #4238 of 6690
not your mom's socks.
it's nice down here.
Barb - Mar 30, 2011 8:02:39 am PDT #4239 of 6690
“Not dead yet!”
Lots o' booze and chocolate on the floor.
And good company.
IJS...
Amy - Mar 30, 2011 8:06:00 am PDT #4240 of 6690
Because books.
But I entered it because every entry gets feedback
That's an excellent reason to enter, Liese. And a great idea for a contest.
Gudanov - Mar 30, 2011 9:00:56 am PDT #4241 of 6690
Coding and Sleeping
I hope you get some great feedback.
Barb - Mar 30, 2011 9:37:56 am PDT #4242 of 6690
“Not dead yet!”
I was bummed on Friday when the RITA calls were going out that my phone remained conspicuously silent. I consoled myself with the fact that it's really just a massive crapshoot and even though the peer acclaim is really, really nice, in the grander scheme, it's just not that big a deal. The award simply doesn't carry a whole lot of recognition or weight outside of the immediate romance community.
And then the more I thought of it, the more I realized how I'm drifting further and further away from romance in terms of what I write. It's a sad and scary and exciting and nerve-wracking all rolled together.
hippocampus - Mar 31, 2011 4:22:39 am PDT #4243 of 6690
not your mom's socks.
Drabble. Attribution questionable.
Practical
Your friend M. built a robot army. You made a Kleener, with vacuum attachment, duster-arm, and cooking unit. You drew a picture of it standing next to M.s' robot army. "Great idea to draw his robots small enough that you could fit it all on the same page," I said.
You smiled. "Mine is 50 times bigger, so I can vacuum his up and win. Then we can eat."
Barb - Mar 31, 2011 7:16:04 am PDT #4244 of 6690
“Not dead yet!”
Gak-
I'm stuck.
I was cruising along pretty nicely on Dorian and I came to the end of a scene and now I have no idea what the next scene should be. I still have one major POV character who should be introduced, but I'm not quite sure this is where he should be intro'd yet.
Gak.