River: They weren't cows inside. They were waiting to be, but they forgot. Now they see the sky and they remember what they are. Mal: Is it bad that what she said made perfect sense to me?

'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.


Lee - Apr 10, 2008 2:20:00 pm PDT #6 of 6628
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

YAY new thread!


Laura - Apr 10, 2008 2:20:58 pm PDT #7 of 6628
"Against all evidence, I keep thinking the assholes are outliers." - James Holden

Tasty drabble!


Susan W. - Apr 10, 2008 2:22:10 pm PDT #8 of 6628
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

Fun, Amy!


sj - Apr 10, 2008 2:22:45 pm PDT #9 of 6628
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Nice drabble, Amy!


SailAweigh - Apr 10, 2008 2:28:22 pm PDT #10 of 6628
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Ha! I can see that happening somewhere, Amy.


Laga - Apr 10, 2008 2:28:45 pm PDT #11 of 6628
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

sweet, Amy


juliana - Apr 10, 2008 2:35:35 pm PDT #12 of 6628
Tell me the ghost in the machine is real

Awww, Amy. that's sweet.


Amy - Apr 10, 2008 2:38:48 pm PDT #13 of 6628
Because books.

Thanks! I ... try not to make every drabble about violent death and stuff.

::sheepish::


Lee - Apr 10, 2008 2:42:42 pm PDT #14 of 6628
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Very nice, Amy.


SailAweigh - Apr 10, 2008 2:42:54 pm PDT #15 of 6628
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Deadlines

She sits very still as the words and pictures swirl around her. Both are elusive. Oh, yes, third picture from the left. No, wait. The fourth one, too. Together in the same block, or separately in descending blocks? She'll let those spin for a while. Goes back to the words, plucks a few more out of the vortex. Line those up just here. Box a couple up there. Oh, right there. That's where that picture goes. Does there need to be more? Let it spin. Crack the whip with words and pictures: she's the center that holds it all together.