Buffy: Where are the burgers? Riley: Yeah man, I'm starving. Cow me. Xander: I'd love to make with the moo but the fire's not cooperating.

'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.


SailAweigh - May 11, 2015 11:41:02 am PDT #6265 of 6687
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Oh, man. That is definitely a kicker.


Wolfram - May 11, 2015 11:47:29 am PDT #6266 of 6687
Visilurking

Thanks Beverly. Thanks Sail.

It's been too long since I've written anything, and now I can slowly feel those old writing muscles coming back. Which is good, because I have a creative writing commitment elsewhere that's two weeks late.

I think Douglas Adams once said: I love deadlines. I love the whooshing sound they make when they go by.


SailAweigh - May 11, 2015 12:13:32 pm PDT #6267 of 6687
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Haha, yeah. I've got a 18k fic sitting idling that I was supposed to have finished for an advent challenge - from 2013.


Beverly - May 11, 2015 12:56:14 pm PDT #6268 of 6687
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Do not talk to me. I don't know how I get myself into this deep doodoo, but I'm working on an a/b/o challenge fic--with an asexual omega, so there you go. Much headdesking.


Wolfram - May 12, 2015 11:30:52 am PDT #6269 of 6687
Visilurking

Laps

Mommy put my cake down. It said my name right on top of the bright red racetrack. Or I think it did. There was a big T and the circle that Jane said makes an Oooh and showed me with her mouth. I counted four candles that Mommy lit. "What about for good luck?" I said.

Jordan started singing "Happy Birthday" until Leah elbowed him and hissed "idiot". Daddy gave them dirty looks. Mommy stared at the cake. "Stupid fucking design."

"Tommy loved cars," Daddy said.

"No I don't. Cars hurt."

Then I cried because they couldn't hear me anymore.


Connie Neil - May 12, 2015 11:36:18 am PDT #6270 of 6687
brillig

I had to read that three times before I got it.


Wolfram - May 12, 2015 11:44:38 am PDT #6271 of 6687
Visilurking

I know. I may have rushed this piece a bit. Kind of wanted to get it out so I could move on to something else.

Even at 100 words, I'm lazy.


Connie Neil - May 12, 2015 11:47:44 am PDT #6272 of 6687
brillig

No, I think it was a limitation of the form, there's only so much information you can give out. I can't think of what you could do with that POV in so few words to get that scene more clear.


SailAweigh - May 12, 2015 1:25:19 pm PDT #6273 of 6687
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

I kinda guessed what was coming; I love ghost stories and have used that trope from both sides. It's very Sixth Sense (and I didn't get that one until the very end, it's easy to sucker a person in when they get invested in the inner life of the protagonist-ghost.)


Amy - May 12, 2015 3:43:31 pm PDT #6274 of 6687
Because books.

Wolfram, that's great. You're on a tear with these.