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[lagilman]

Another reason why I'm going to hell...

(a variant off an earlier filk, via the Luna boards, where the subject of authorial insecurity came up. With sincere apologies to Lerner & Lowe. Really. I'm terribly sorry...)


Laura Anne:
What do the unpublished folk do
To help them escape when they're blue?
The writer who is wailing, the writer who is numb
The writer who is terrified of looking so dumb
When they're beset and besieged
The folk not noblessly obliged
However do they manage to shed their weary lot?
Oh, what do unpublished folk do we do not?

Misty:
I have been informed by those who know them well
They find relief in quite a clever way
When they're sorely pressed, they whistle for a spell
And whistling seems to brighten up their day
And that's what unpublished folk do
So they say

Laura Anne:
They whistle?

Misty:
So they say

(they whistle for a while)

Laura Anne
What else do the unpublished folk do
To pluck up the heart and get through?
The wannabees and the almost-theres
Who wander to and fro
Have ways known to their writing groups
We pro-folk don't know
When all the doldrums begin
What keeps each of them in his skin?
What ancient native custom provides the needed glow?
Oh, what do unpublished folk do?
Do you know?

Misty:
Once, upon the road, I came upon a lad
Singing in a voice three times his size
When I asked him why, he told me of rejection
And singing always made for resubmission
And that's what unpublished folk do
I surmise

Laura Anne:
They sing?

Misty:
I surmise

BOTH
Arise, my love, arise, my love
Apollo's lighting the skies, my love
The meadows shine with columbine
And daffodils blossom away
Hear Venus call to one and all
And taste delight while you may
The world is bright and all is right
And life is merry and gay

Laura Anne:
What else do the unpublished folk do?
They must have a system or two
They obviously outshine us at turning tears to mirth
And tricks once published you lose at book''s birth
What, then, I wonder, do they
To chase all the goblins away?
They have some tribal sorcery you haven't mentioned yet
Oh, what do unpublished folk do to forget?

Misty:
Often, I am told, they dance a fiery dance
And whirl 'till they're completely uncontrolled
Soon the mind is blank and oh, they're in a trance
A violent trance astounding to behold
And that's what unpublished folk do
So I'm told

Laura Anne:
They dance?

Misty:
So I'm told

(they dance)

Laura Anne
What else do the unpublished folk do
To help them escape when they're blue?

Misty
They sit around and wonder what published folk would do
And that's what unpublished folk do

Laura Anne:
(spoken)
Oh, no, really?

Misty:
I have it on the best authority.

BOTH
(sung)
Yes, that's what unpublished folk do



Okay, it needs polishing. But not bad for *checks watch* five minutes' work...

Comments

[stakebait.livejournal.com]

Hee! It's funny 'cause it's true.

Except for the whirling. I rarely whirl. I'd step on the cat.

[havocthecat]

I love your icon. Hee!

[stakebait.livejournal.com]

Thanks! I didn't make it (I believe I got it from the Buffy icons community), but it does make me happy.

[havocthecat]

I think that being happy with an icon is really the more important thing anyway. :) And besides, it's Geek!Willow, who is just beyond cool. (It's the paradox of TV geekiness, y'know?)

[lagilman]

Yeah, most writers don't, but I as trying for maximum impact in minimum response time, so didn't adapt the entire song... so what DO the unpublished folk do?

*puts song on brain back burner while caffeine brews*

[stakebait.livejournal.com]

Sit in diners and endlessly discuss Why We Aren't Writing? It doesn't scan, though.

[mabfan.livejournal.com]

This is publishable somewhere. At the very least, I know a few filk singers who would enjoy it...