Just had a really good story meeting, want to go home and write so badly I can taste it. But, need to do more work. A few more hours. Just a few more.
Book: Afraid I might be needing a preacher. Mal: That's good. You lie there and be ironical.
'Safe'
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.
Allyson - Jul 31, 2008 11:44:12 am PDT #448 of 6681
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
Burrell - Jul 31, 2008 2:26:38 pm PDT #449 of 6681
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Oh Allyson, it was only a suggestion, if it doesn't work for you don't stress yourself trying to do it. I have a terrible time trying to write in first person unless I'm actually writing about myself.
Ginger - Jul 31, 2008 2:54:58 pm PDT #450 of 6681
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Shelf Space
The new shelves are measured, they're dusted and neat.
They're measured in inches, they're measured in feet.
The movers have measured in boxes and pounds,
But books still pile up in undignified mounds.
They capture the table, they conquer the floor.
They have to be shifted to open the door.
From now on I'll be good, I'll learn to be tough.
A room lined with tall shelves is surely enough.
One birthday, two yard sales, three local book fairs
The books climb off the shelves and head for the stairs.
The other thing that's certain is curious looks,
Followed each time by: "Have you read all these books?"
SailAweigh - Jul 31, 2008 3:39:56 pm PDT #451 of 6681
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Heheh. That's good, Ginger. Books are kind of like crab grass, invasive and hard to get rid of.
sarameg - Jul 31, 2008 4:05:21 pm PDT #452 of 6681
I think I need to print that out in large font and post it in my entryway.
sarameg - Jul 31, 2008 4:10:16 pm PDT #453 of 6681
(I just shared it with my mom. Cause it describes them too!)
Beverly - Jul 31, 2008 9:55:03 pm PDT #454 of 6681
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
::Has happy memories of Ginger's books::
Susan W. - Aug 01, 2008 3:24:01 pm PDT #455 of 6681
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Guess who just went into what was supposed to be strictly a group Q&A at a writers conference with an editor from one of her target houses, no pitching allowed...and it ended up with the editor strolling in, asking how this thing was supposed to work, and then having everyone pitch their books.
Guess who had five minutes to talk, and hadn't prepared anything beyond her 25-word elevator pitch, because she wasn't expecting to pitch, as such, just to try to connect with the editor.
Guess who fleshed out her pitch on the fly, and had time at the end to answer the editor's questions about her background, what gave her the idea, and the logic of her alternate history. (And, incidentally, guess who was surprised when the editor knew what she was talking about when she explained the importance of the Battle of the Nile in real-reality.)
Guess who somehow managed to get a request for a partial out of all that improv...
Typo Boy - Aug 01, 2008 3:40:23 pm PDT #456 of 6681
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
Awright Susan!
Amy - Aug 01, 2008 3:54:03 pm PDT #457 of 6681
Because books.
Go, Susan!
I have to say, groups were always a nightmare for me as an editor. All those faces! And I never knew how to handle it. A lot of the time I did exactly what she did and said, "Take turns and let 'er rip." Because, honestly, you know that what's the authors would like to do anyway.