Angel: He is dead. Technically, he's undead. It's a zombie. Connor: What's a zombie? Angel: It's an undead thing. Connor: Like you? Angel: No, zombies are slow-moving, dimwitted things that crave human flesh. Connor: Like you. Angel: No! It's different. Trust me.

'Destiny'


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.


Typo Boy - Sep 20, 2008 7:25:16 am PDT #906 of 6687
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.

Dennis Hayes, along with the late Gaylord Nelson organized the first Earth Day. (Generally Hayes is though to be a lot more responsible for Earth Day than Nelson.) Is "Denis Hayes, founder of Earth Day" a good description? Is the word "founder" Ok for something like this? Can someone "found" a festival (as opposed to an organization or family)? Also if someone can, is "founder" precise enough, or do I need to say "co-founder"?


Barb - Sep 20, 2008 7:38:31 am PDT #907 of 6687
“Not dead yet!”

The online references I'm seeing Typo, all refer to him as "coordinator" which to me seems to carry a fair amount of weight.


Typo Boy - Sep 20, 2008 8:09:36 am PDT #908 of 6687
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.

Coordinator was his official title. But I noticed almost nobody mentions the late Senator Nelson, so probably I can omit him.

I don't know if "Coordinator" conveys that he basically created Earth Day. Organizer? That is the second most commonly used term.


Barb - Sep 20, 2008 8:14:03 am PDT #909 of 6687
“Not dead yet!”

Would Organizer and Co-founder I think would probably cover all the bases without you needing to mention Nelson, and not be inaccurate, whereas I think if you refer to him as "founder" in the singular, you risk the argument that Senator Nelson was the one who originally brought him on board.


Ginger - Sep 20, 2008 8:23:43 am PDT #910 of 6687
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I don't see any reason not to use founder or "a founder."

What about "Hayes, an organizer of the first Earth Day" or "Hayes, national coordinator of the first Earth Day." It appears to be too complex to boil down into one word.


Typo Boy - Sep 20, 2008 10:19:51 am PDT #911 of 6687
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.

Yeah, I think that will work. Thanks, Barb and Ginger.


Typo Boy - Sep 21, 2008 5:15:26 am PDT #912 of 6687
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.

I have a book proposal I'm ready to send to an agent. Anybody willing to looking it over? My profile addy is good. Thanks.


Ginger - Sep 21, 2008 6:22:31 am PDT #913 of 6687
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

You don't seem to have a profile address, TB.

I'd like to look your proposal over for you. I'm working on one myself. Proposals are hard. Profile addy should work.


Typo Boy - Sep 21, 2008 7:02:40 am PDT #914 of 6687
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.

Ginger - insent. Thanks for being willing to look at it. And thanks for the heads up. Don't know how my profile address got destroyed. Now corrected in case anyone else is interested in looking it over.


Amy - Sep 21, 2008 11:07:36 am PDT #915 of 6687
Because books.

Squeaking in under the wire, as usual.

"dive"

It’s not the kind of thing she does, but she lets Amelia drag her along anyway. “It’s Friday,” Amelia shouts over the band, pressed up against her in the crowd. A greasy haze of smoke hangs over the bar. “Loosen up.”

It’s nothing like the steamy warmth of the pool at the gym, the chlorine tang in her lungs when she slices through the water. It’s hot, sweat and the yeasty funk of beer all she can smell. But the music makes her move, and after a minute it feels good, sound pumping in her blood. She lets herself dive.

Apparently I am living in the past! Oops. So this is ... a week late. ::sheepish::