I adore the Andrews team. I've put off reading the Edge series for fear I will run out of good things to read and need reinforcements.
Well, I am loving this book so far. I'm ignoring deadlines and other responsibilities
I adore the Andrews team. I've put off reading the Edge series for fear I will run out of good things to read and need reinforcements.
Hey everyone. Wandered in here by accident. Now I want to know what you're all laughing at! Tellll meeeeeeeeee
Welcome to the Cantina, Deb.
Because you asked...
Stuff We Are Laughing At/With in the Cantina:
(with apologies to GNR, but not Axel)
We've had guys that are crazy, a new Cantina baby (yah Kricket!), bad SpellCheck and new novels.
A little writers block, a ton of slow work clocks, and messy homes and hovels.
There's the garden of dongs, 80s songs, plus debates on who's a geezer.
As The Cantina Turns, half-ideas that burn, and Ed (who is still in the freezer).
We have fresh smibble pyres, are waiting for Catching Fires, and we snicker at wacky plot-bunnies.
We have new voting woes, some well-timed prose, and quotes that are epically funny.
Finally there are multi-quote smiles, steamy word piles, and a smiley that also nods.
So no matter what you think, or how much you drink, our humor is 100% odd.
*stage dives* *crowd surfs*
I recall the appropriate word to use is EPIC.Stuff We Are Laughing At/With in the Cantina:
lol. wasted morning is wasted. I can't believe I skipped this thread all this time.
That's the allure of the Cantina. It's a swiring vortex of liquid awesome that we are powerless to resist.
That's the allure of the Cantina. It's a swiring vortex of liquid awesome that we are powerless to resist.
(with apologies to GNR, but not Axel)
I stayed up until 4 a.m. reading last night. That one hasn't happened in months. I love when I find a book that I must devour. However, I am extra exhausted this morning.
I was going to ask that, but then I went outside for a walk and got soaking wet instead *Insert arrow and knee quote as applicable*Ooh. What is it?
I was going to ask that, but then I went outside for a walk and got soaking wet instead *Insert arrow and knee quote as applicable*
So I'm trying to write a romance. Instead I've got a rapidly-rising body count.
Also, I'm running out of unique ways to describe guts.
That's my kind of romance.
Entrails,? Innards? Intestines? Organs? "That ropey stuff"? Beetlejuice? Insides? Tetrahedron? Guts? Walla-walla? Sproing!?
etc.
Stuff We Are Laughing At/With in the Cantina:
(with apologies to GNR, but not Axel)
That's the allure of the Cantina. It's a swiring vortex of liquid awesome that we are powerless to resist.
Also, I'm running out of unique ways to describe guts.
Actually, I could use your advice on this. The romance part, not more names for guts (though feel free to continue your list). Will PM when I have a clue as to what I need.
Ooh. What is it?
I was going to ask that, but then I went outside for a walk and got soaking wet instead *Insert arrow and knee quote as applicable*
Guts inside or outside of the body?
'cause it makes a difference....
Well, to keep from arrow-in-the-knee comments,
Yeah, I know. Darned hard to give up the Protestant work ethic. Must try harder, er, or less, or something...This is your alternative to asking a question? You're quite harsh on yourself, you know?