And don't you ever stand for that sort of thing. Someone ever tries to kill you, you try to kill 'em right back! ... You got the right same as anyone to live and try to kill people.

Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


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.


Amy - Jan 03, 2020 8:52:58 am PST #6591 of 6681
Because books.

Yes, in this case, the whole plan seems to be: PROFIT!


hippocampus - Jan 03, 2020 9:09:35 am PST #6592 of 6681
not your mom's socks.

Yes, in this case, the whole plan seems to be: PROFIT!

I just cried in my tea as I spit it on the monitor


Amy - Jan 03, 2020 2:09:50 pm PST #6593 of 6681
Because books.

Sorry. ::bats eyelashes::


erikaj - Jan 05, 2020 3:03:48 pm PST #6594 of 6681
Always Anti-fascist!

Didn't know we were related.


hippocampus - Jan 06, 2020 9:41:58 am PST #6595 of 6681
not your mom's socks.

hahaha


erikaj - Jan 06, 2020 12:46:04 pm PST #6596 of 6681
Always Anti-fascist!

OK, so I seem to be writing a campaign-themed rom-com, even though my life has more com than rom. Basically, I've got a character whose high school bf resurfaced in a fit of nostalgia...she has a new boyfriend, so she lied about it...it was just my instinct that she would, but I'm not sure why...


-t - Jan 06, 2020 3:40:55 pm PST #6597 of 6681
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

That sounds fun, erika


erikaj - Jan 08, 2020 11:55:52 am PST #6598 of 6681
Always Anti-fascist!

You think? That's good to read, because it started as a combination of "write what you know," and something to think about when I am upset.


erikaj - Jan 24, 2020 1:30:46 pm PST #6599 of 6681
Always Anti-fascist!

I wrote a poem this week. [link]


Amy - Feb 03, 2020 8:57:35 am PST #6600 of 6681
Because books.

I miss my old writers group. I found it through RWA when I was living near Syracuse, and it was a few of the women from that chapter meeting I think it was twice monthly to talk and critique. We had a lot of fun, but we also really provided not only support but great critique on ideas and works in progress.

And right now, I am struggling to get writing again. I've been wrestling with one idea for too long, and I've started and restarted it about a dozen times now, and I can't get anywhere. But I feel like I'm in a bell jar. S. was a terrible husband but he was a great sounding board, and I used to bounce ideas off him all the time, and even talk through plot points.

Mostly I'm just whining, I guess. And trying to figure out how/if I want to start some kind of local group. Not that it's going to make writing any easier, but at least I'd have some company?