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"Daddy. What's that?"

"What's what, Adam?"

"Outside. Come look!"

"Describe it to me. I want to make sure the table is ready in time for lunch."

"Um..." Underneath the table, Michael paused as his son considered whatever unfamiliar sight had attracted his attention. "Well, it looks like that thing you use to put oil in the car?"

Michael frowned. "A bottle? Adam, you've seen--"

"Not the bottle. The white thing. That's bigger at one end and smaller at the other."

"A funnel? It looks like a--" Michael swore. He swore again as he hit his head on the table as he slid out.

Adam was frowning. "Mommy didn't like it when you would say those words."

But Michael heard him only distantly. Outside the big living room windows was the porch. And beyond the porch was a tornado. What they called a twister in this part of the United States. He grabbed his son's hand. "Come Adam. We have to go."

I'm sure I've mentioned this before, but I am not a fan of the Beatles. Everyone else in the band is. Our mentor/teacher is an ecstatic fan. I know 3 Beatles songs from the source by heart (as in I learned them knowing they were by the Beatles) and probably a dozen more Beatles songs that I don't know are Beatles songs. But the truth is...I much prefer the Beatles when I don't know I'm listening to the Beatles.

I like the Monkees better *tongue out to heroicblogger

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I feel so freakin' uncreative. I have about, oh 90-some odd stories left to write, each, for my two fanfic100 claims, a ton of story left to write for my WIP Tin Man fics, editing to do on the novel...and not an original thought in my head. I have a half-formed flashfic floating around my brain, the urge that I should be writing more poetry (only cut my teeth on the stuff), and a remembered funk that, even when I was writing more poetry than I knew what to do with, I never could write songs. Le sigh. I need to sit down and work. On so many levels.

Oh, and I'm pondering picking up 2 more ff100 claims, assuming they're not already tooken.

Katya, don't mock me for the mini-macro-speak, tho I probably deserve it :p

Anywho, I have a nearly-finished LFN fiction that belongs to my series. It's about...oh two sections and five pages short of being done, but I am, once again, stymied progress-wise. I know where it's going. I even know what scenes need to be done. My dilemma is whether to post it or not. It's long enough to post in sections, but like the first story in the series, it's one complete story. Unlike that one, however, I don't want to post in parts if I can manage it (which I don't think I'll be able to). So I guess I'm just up in the air re whether to start posting it or not, even though I don't know when inspiration will return and I can finish. Sigh...this story and the next, I think, are both long. I think the one after that is short -- and finished.

I finally finished Ravi Zacharias' Jesus Among Other Gods and can safely say that I could read that again as if for the first time. It was just that...deep? Thick? Dense? I dunno, but I really feel like I should read it again with a notebook handy. And mayhap a dictionary. Ha!

On the downside, I'm officially out of reading material. Well "real" reading material. I have been reading fanfic, as always, so that's making this list o' reading material:

Prodigals by katt - X-Men Movieverse
How Michael's Locks Were Shorn by MLN - La Femme Nikita
and Blue Eyes by Thea - Farscape...which i technically haven't finished.

I've read a myriad other stories, but these are the only novel/novella length ones I can think of that I've been reading/have read lately.

i went back to one of my older ff100 stories as kind of prep for a story i'm writing now...and realized just how desperately i need to have not posted it immediately. talk about your typos.

unrelated...isn't my new icon cute! i've gone on a fairy/mermaid binge. there are about 6 more that are unconverted that i desperately want to use somewhere.

Elements

Power and knowledge were his temptation so they were always sure to keep him supplied with his techno-fix. They had very quickly found that all work and no play made for a very dangerous genius. Like a parasitic plant, he had quickly wound his roots deeply, thoroughly, in and throughout every thing that answered to a mainframe command: files, panels, servers...doors, lights, air. Not out of maliciousness. They hadn't programmed him for that. He'd done it because he could because he'd wanted to know what that system did and where that data backroad would lead him. They shuddered to think what he might have become if he had been pu through regular training, assuming he had survived. But they quickly discovered that a dwarfed thing is still a wild thing. It will bie the hand that feeds if the hand lets it starve long enough.

Their own little feral child.

Operations watched Birkoff twiddling his pencil between the fingers of his left hand as his right hand danced over the controls. The boy was greenish through the monitor.

Title: Five Secrets Elena Samuelle Never Kept
Fandom: La Femme Nikita
Characters: Elena, Michael, Adam, Simone, Madeline
Prompt: 82 - If
Word Count: 5,503
Rating: PG – PG-13
Summary: There are so many things you can’t see.
Dedication: nikita31j7’s stories are clearly the inspiration for some of these and definitely the impetuous to finish them. And to Carey for helping me with titles. Thanks boy-o.
Author's Notes: this answers the infamous, and now multi-fandom, 5 Things That Never Happened challenge. If you’ve never encountered it, the terms of the fandom are hard to describe, but it really is just what title suggests. There are lots of variations on the theme (and I highly suggest running a search for 5 Things fiction in your favorite fandoms), but it’s very straightforward in its premise. The link that I have relates to the original 5 Things story and challenge, but, as I mentioned, the challenge has crossed into virtually every fandom. Anywho, these stories are AUs to my "One Line" series.
AN2: the sub-titles have less to do with the actual stories than they do with the theme, if that makes sense
AN3: this is a fanfic100 story. check out my prompt table here


Five Secrets...

Title: Do You Remember (7/9)
Series: One Line (1/26)
Fandom: La Femme Nikita
Characters: Michael, OCs, Operations, Madeline
Prompt: 47 - Heart
Word Count: 2,317
Rating: PG-13 overall
Summary: “What Michael did, then,” she continued smoothly, “was not unjustified.”
Author's Notes: An fanfic100; this is pre-S1. And knowing that I don’t remember everything about the show, I’ve taken some liberties with aspects of Michael’s past. And not that there's much there, but here's a link to my LDT

( 'Everything' )

Title: Do You Remember (4/9)
Series: One Line (1/26)
Fandom: La Femme Nikita
Characters: Michael Samuelle, Birkoff, OC
Prompt: 47 - Heart
Word Count: 1,764
Rating: PG-13 overall
Summary: “What Michael did, then,” she continued smoothly, “was not unjustified.”
Author's Notes: An fanfic100; this is pre-S1. And knowing that I don’t remember everything about the show, I’ve taken some liberties with aspects of Michael’s past. And not that there's much there, but here's a link to my LDT

("Because she’s kneeling")

Title: Do You Remember (2/9)
Series: One Line (1/26)
Fandom: La Femme Nikita
Characters: Michael Samuelle
Prompt: 47 - Heart
Word Count: 1,210
Rating: PG-13 overall
Summary:
Author's Notes: An fanfic100 story, this is pre-S1. And knowing that I don’t remember everything about the show, I’ve taken some liberties with aspects of Michael’s past. Not that there's anything else there yet, but here's the link to my LDT

Her shoulders ache