Anx said: WillyWonka said: Tallulah, tall, tanned and toned and normally quite poised, tittered tersely as she awkwardly knelt to retrieve the jumble of tattered teddies from the cold, linty laundromat floor. All eyes in the room were upon her and her tumbled jumble of tawdry undergarments; she regretted having had to take this job of brothel laundress but a buck was a buck, and she was a chick in desperate need of a paycheck.
i'll include this in a scene where my characters are at a sonic youth concert and the person saying this has to repeat him/herself, because it's just too good to not bear repeating. Though do kindly remove and/or replace one of my usages of "jumble". I did not proofread carefully before posting. My English professor would surely have caught such a terrible literary offense, circled it in blood red ink and scrawled REDUNDANT! across the page in 2 inch high letters. | |
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NEEEEE NAWWWWW NEEEee NAWWWWWww. NEeee NAwwww. neeee nawww. nee....
"That could be a police car," inferred McGumphter raising his right eyebrow quizzically, ironically, half-heartedly. "Indeed," responded Boaby Bawbag. "Yet it may possibly be an ambulance or even a lawless youth with an illegal siren system. We will never know." | |
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seriously. i will be using these in my story. i called up londell just now to iron out the legalities of the whole deal, of which i think there are none, as he merely laughed and hung up on me. [Edited 11/14/06 11:41am] | |
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Anx said: seriously. i will be using these in my story. i'm called up londell just now to iron out the legalities of the whole deal, of which i think there are none, as he merely laughed and hung up on me.
Can I read it when you're finished? Seriously. | |
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Number23 said: Anx said: seriously. i will be using these in my story. i'm called up londell just now to iron out the legalities of the whole deal, of which i think there are none, as he merely laughed and hung up on me.
Can I read it when you're finished? Seriously. if i get to the 50,000 word goal by nov. 30, i will engage in a bit of show and tell. i may also share my story with some people. | |
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Anx said: Number23 said: Can I read it when you're finished? Seriously. if i get to the 50,000 word goal by nov. 30, i will engage in a bit of show and tell. i may also share my story with some people. I bet you hear the symbol crashes in your head when you write. | |
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Number23 said: Anx said: if i get to the 50,000 word goal by nov. 30, i will engage in a bit of show and tell. i may also share my story with some people. I bet you hear the symbol crashes in your head when you write. you gave me an initial mental image of a giant prince glyph crashing through my window while i'm at my desk writing. | |
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Anx said: Number23 said: I bet you hear the symbol crashes in your head when you write. you gave me an initial mental image of a giant prince glyph crashing through my window while i'm at my desk writing. Exactly my intent. | |
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with each order that her supervisor gave her, she simply smiled and nodded. Her supervisor thought what it joy it is to have an assistant that is so cheerful and readily available to complete each project. The assistant was dying inside. with each copy to be made, each errand to run, and for every dumb ass petty chore given to her, she felt more and more compelled to gouge her supervisors eyes out with forceps. | |
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brownsugar said: with each order that her supervisor gave her, she simply smiled and nodded. Her supervisor thought what it joy it is to have an assistant that is so cheerful and readily available to complete each project. The assistant was dying inside. with each copy to be made, each errand to run, and for every dumb ass petty chore given to her, she felt more and more compelled to gouge her supervisors eyes out with forceps.
i am not joking at all when i say this - i already have a sentence very similar to what you posted. | |
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The emoticon killer found himself struggling against the wind. , he said. I am . I need a to my . Then, all of a sudden, there she was. She was wearing striped socks. His vision slipped... Her beauty was too radiant to behold. But his was and he needed to away his urges... Behold... [Edited 11/14/06 11:22am] |
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Ex-Moderator | Anx said: Number23 said: I bet you hear the symbol crashes in your head when you write. you gave me an initial mental image of a giant prince glyph crashing through my window while i'm at my desk writing. I've been waiting to read something. I've been checking your blog religiously too. |
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CarrieMpls said: Anx said: you gave me an initial mental image of a giant prince glyph crashing through my window while i'm at my desk writing. I've been waiting to read something. I've been checking your blog religiously too. i posted a little blippy bit of it at the nanowrimo site (username is anxiety over there, natch), but i don't really feel like i have anything written so far that makes for a good excerpt. maybe i'm letting the ol' inner editor be a little too harsh, i dunno. | |
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Ex-Moderator | Anx said: CarrieMpls said: I've been waiting to read something. I've been checking your blog religiously too. i posted a little blippy bit of it at the nanowrimo site (username is anxiety over there, natch), but i don't really feel like i have anything written so far that makes for a good excerpt. maybe i'm letting the ol' inner editor be a little too harsh, i dunno. I'll look for it there. |
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CarrieMpls said: Anx said: i posted a little blippy bit of it at the nanowrimo site (username is anxiety over there, natch), but i don't really feel like i have anything written so far that makes for a good excerpt. maybe i'm letting the ol' inner editor be a little too harsh, i dunno. I'll look for it there. is that your contributing sentence? | |
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"Space and time are meaningless when one is faced with diarhhea."
How's that? | |
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coolcat said: "Space and time are meaningless when one is faced with diarhhea."
How's that? very good! | |
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JasmineFire said: coolcat said: "Space and time are meaningless when one is faced with diarhhea."
How's that? very good! Thanks. | |
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Anx said: brownsugar said: with each order that her supervisor gave her, she simply smiled and nodded. Her supervisor thought what it joy it is to have an assistant that is so cheerful and readily available to complete each project. The assistant was dying inside. with each copy to be made, each errand to run, and for every dumb ass petty chore given to her, she felt more and more compelled to gouge her supervisors eyes out with forceps.
i am not joking at all when i say this - i already have a sentence very similar to what you posted. damn and this is how i feel sometimes | |
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sticking with the I wouldn't help this guy theme.....
It was a scene for a music video. Should've gone without a hitch, but it didn't. My first clue was when the superstar was reluctant to jump in the pool. It was a sunny day, and sure, the air temp was 48 degrees and the well chlorinated pool looked a little chilly, but the ice crystals were gone. After a prolonged delay (where's Salma Hayak when you need her), the accountant announced the outrageous sum that would be lost if the scene wasn't done. Finally, he jumped in. It was a kind of girly jump but, so what? That's what editing is for. A few minutes lapsed. We heard splashing sounds getting louder and louder and more intense. Although instructed to not look at the superstar during filming, our curiosity got the best of us. We looked. To our shock, we realized, the superstar couldn't SWIM!! Too late now to think about a body double. I start yelling "Dog Paddle! Dog Paddle!" to no avail.Someone looked for a life preserver only to discover, for aesthetic reasons, they didn't go with the scene and had been removed. Fearful of the cold water, and the panic setting in, no one wanted to jump in to assist. Plus, we're not even supposed to LOOKING. I'm scratching my head, thinking, what the heck? the water's only 5 foot deep. Even I, on tippy toes could manage that. By some act of god, he finally made it to the side of the pool and was assisted out. Take two went a lot better. We moved to the 3 foot deep water. . [Edited 11/14/06 12:42pm] [Edited 11/14/06 12:44pm] [Edited 11/14/06 12:45pm] [Edited 11/14/06 13:17pm] | |
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brownsugar said: Anx said: i am not joking at all when i say this - i already have a sentence very similar to what you posted. damn and this is how i feel sometimes i've been there before. | |
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brownsugar said: Anx said: i am not joking at all when i say this - i already have a sentence very similar to what you posted. damn and this is how i feel sometimes i think we have mutual forceps fantasies. | |
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I got to let it go.
She knew she must either by choice or accident it, as surely as the the sun was going to rise, would happen. The more she tried to control the urge the stronger it became. Walking quickly she thought, Just a few more feet. I can make it. She did. The sound echoed throughout the ladies rooms like a tidal wave hitting a rocky shore. More room out than in. Muse smiled. No More Haters on the Internet. | |
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i'm up to 24,091 words, thanks in part to you guys. i TOLD you all i was gonna use your posts! and i'm not even done bastardizing your words yet!
i will have the results of this little exercise posted in my MySpace blog soon...and there will certainly be more to come! (i have no shame!) | |
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I absolutely love Anx to the point of almost obsession, but I think this whole speed writing thing is weird.
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Anx said: i'm up to 24,091 words, thanks in part to you guys. i TOLD you all i was gonna use your posts! and i'm not even done bastardizing your words yet!
i will have the results of this little exercise posted in my MySpace blog soon...and there will certainly be more to come! (i have no shame!) Did you really use mine Anx? | |
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luv4all7 said: Anx said: i'm up to 24,091 words, thanks in part to you guys. i TOLD you all i was gonna use your posts! and i'm not even done bastardizing your words yet!
i will have the results of this little exercise posted in my MySpace blog soon...and there will certainly be more to come! (i have no shame!) Did you really use mine Anx? i put your ass on oprah, and you're on her show waving around a book i wrote and you're making fun of it. kind of. it's all in my myspace blog right now. | |
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AsianBomb777 said: I absolutely love Anx to the point of almost obsession, but I think this whole speed writing thing is weird.
you're using my ASS as an avatar. how are you the judge of what's weird??? | |
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Anx said: luv4all7 said: Did you really use mine Anx? i put your ass on oprah, and you're on her show waving around a book i wrote and you're making fun of it. kind of. it's all in my myspace blog right now. Your making fun of me again, Anx? | |
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luv4all7 said: Anx said: i put your ass on oprah, and you're on her show waving around a book i wrote and you're making fun of it. kind of. it's all in my myspace blog right now. Your making fun of me again, Anx? no way! it's an HOMAGE, dammit. | |
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