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Writer's Block: Fuzzy friend
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Lockheed of course...
Lockheed of course...
just for you, jag
May. 31st, 2009 10:22 pmI wrote an alt!Kitty story using the version of Kit I created for the Metamorphosis X-Men RPG (join us....join us....). I promised Jag that I'd post a link in my journal and here 'tis. It will take you to the fic-comm of my writing alter-ego, so don't be weirded out. It's still me. But, y'know, different.
(follow the fake-cut)
(follow the fake-cut)
save me from myself
Aug. 30th, 2008 11:59 pmWhen you see this, post snippets of all your works-in-progress. courtesy of ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
moony_blues and erinm_4600
Okay, so I'm a little late...so late that I've actually finished one of the fics I was going to list here, but that's a good thing, right? Right. Anywho, fics under the cut...
( including La Femme Nikita, Tin Man, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Veronica Mars, Farscape, X-Men, LOTR and Smallville )
moony_blues and erinm_4600Okay, so I'm a little late...so late that I've actually finished one of the fics I was going to list here, but that's a good thing, right? Right. Anywho, fics under the cut...
( including La Femme Nikita, Tin Man, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Veronica Mars, Farscape, X-Men, LOTR and Smallville )
i always join rpgs in Oct
Oct. 16th, 2007 10:22 pmSo one of the boards I'm on has been officially taken off life support (or maybe put on life support) and ppl are in the midst of closing off story lines, promoing other boards they're on, etc and so forth. One person whom I enjoyed reading and, very briefly, playing with lightly shopped her board to the lot of us. They're missing a Kitty. Not that they're looking for one, but my X-knowledge (these are all X-Men boards, btw) is severely limited and my preference is always for my OCs which tend not to be the preference of boards in general. So! that leaves me with only three choices and I've been told that Kitty's my best. Looking at the board I all but dismissed it out of hand, but the moment I left to go to bed I was already reworking what I know of Kitty to fit their world.
So, yeah, I'm thinking of doing it...until I see that I've got to put my age down on the bio. Gack! For those of you who know me, you know that I'm a fairly private person. If I haven't personally told you my personal information, then I don't feel like I know you well enough to share that with you. This is what happens when you're nearly kidnapped twice as a wee one. Okay, not really (we're only positive about one). I did however take all those internet safety reports that they do on television to heart. Besides, why would I tell someone online things I wouldn't tell someone I'd met on the street? I think it took me a year to divulge certain plot points about myself to one of my coworkers. Anywho, the point is these ppl are really poking at the gates of my paranoia.
And I still wanna do it. *falls over*
Oh, and some time this October it's 2 years at HC.
So, yeah, I'm thinking of doing it...until I see that I've got to put my age down on the bio. Gack! For those of you who know me, you know that I'm a fairly private person. If I haven't personally told you my personal information, then I don't feel like I know you well enough to share that with you. This is what happens when you're nearly kidnapped twice as a wee one. Okay, not really (we're only positive about one). I did however take all those internet safety reports that they do on television to heart. Besides, why would I tell someone online things I wouldn't tell someone I'd met on the street? I think it took me a year to divulge certain plot points about myself to one of my coworkers. Anywho, the point is these ppl are really poking at the gates of my paranoia.
And I still wanna do it. *falls over*
Oh, and some time this October it's 2 years at HC.
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.
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.
story excerpt
Jan. 22nd, 2007 01:47 pmfrom, what i hope will be, the next part of my Little Wing story. i managed to finish a scene i had been working on for ages, due in part to some "Hey, I like this!" from friend-matt but...the muse left me. i know exactly where this story is going but it's how to get there. anywho, the beginning of the next chapter? maybe?
Frustrated, Remy rested his forehead in ball of his right hand. His fingers pushed smoothly into hair that was getting a bit too long for the role he was playing. Or maybe not, all things considered.
His fingers had memories of their own, of lushly thick hair: straight as pin, twisting and turning like a rollercoaster ride, waves that seemed to pulse as his hand moved through it.
One of his memories came and sat herself on his lap. She positioned herself so that if he opened his eyes he would be staring into hers. “Don’t worry,” she said, in that new voice that fit her body but not her. “He’s coming.” It was the timbre. “It will work out.” It was all wrong.
She slipped off his lap, sliding along his body. He heard her step into her shoes and pick up the trailing end of a dress that, even hemmed, was too long. He thought he knew where she was going – to admire the displayed loaned Faberge collection – but wouldn’t take his head out of his hand to make sure.
He shouldn’t have dragged her into this. But how else would it have got done? he asked himself. Again. Yet when he looked at her, at what a month’s worth of his training and attention had wrought, he wondered if he wasn’t better than the man they were trying to ensnare.
Frustrated, Remy rested his forehead in ball of his right hand. His fingers pushed smoothly into hair that was getting a bit too long for the role he was playing. Or maybe not, all things considered.
His fingers had memories of their own, of lushly thick hair: straight as pin, twisting and turning like a rollercoaster ride, waves that seemed to pulse as his hand moved through it.
One of his memories came and sat herself on his lap. She positioned herself so that if he opened his eyes he would be staring into hers. “Don’t worry,” she said, in that new voice that fit her body but not her. “He’s coming.” It was the timbre. “It will work out.” It was all wrong.
She slipped off his lap, sliding along his body. He heard her step into her shoes and pick up the trailing end of a dress that, even hemmed, was too long. He thought he knew where she was going – to admire the displayed loaned Faberge collection – but wouldn’t take his head out of his hand to make sure.
He shouldn’t have dragged her into this. But how else would it have got done? he asked himself. Again. Yet when he looked at her, at what a month’s worth of his training and attention had wrought, he wondered if he wasn’t better than the man they were trying to ensnare.
