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Writer's Block: A Favorite Poem
My favorite poem of all time is Funeral Blues, by W.H. Auden, because it's so open and full of raw, heart-breaking emotion. It's the last stanza that really gets me. My second-favorite is probably Sonnet CXXX, by William Shakespeare, because it's so funny and real and honest. -
Writer's Block: Last Night's Dreams
I dreamed a scene from the original fiction I'm writing right now. It just made me love my character Dorian that much more. If only he were real. -
fic: Waking
A very short fic, mind you. Just a few hundred words. I'm not happy with this one at all. But I haven't written Irvine/Squall in ages. I missed these two.
Constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. I'd like to make this into something I can be at least a little proud of.
That said, I hope you enjoy it anyway.
For as long as he could remember ( Read more... ) -
fic: Temptations
More Gippalai fanfiction. I love these two too much for words.
WORKSAFE. (Though it does contain strong language at some points.)
As the head of what was most likely the sneakiest, slipperiest organization in the history of Spira, Baralai had eyes and ears everywhere. He hadn’t even needed to plant them - it seemed that his army of spies simply came ( Read more... ) -
fic: Kiss
Most creative title ever.
A Bones fic lies behind the cut. Booth/Brennan, of course.
WORKSAFE.
The first time he thought about kissing Bones, he had to resist the urge to slap himself. She’d been right in his face, arguing with him so heatedly that he knew she didn’t even notice just how close they were. Booth knew she wasn’t aware in the slightest ( Read more... ) -
please don't think too much worse of me. D=
I'm ashamed. I'm actually wanting to hide my face in shame and humiliation.
It was on T.V. It was midnight. Nothing else was on. But still. I watch a Lindsay Lohan movie. I watched a Lindsay Lohan movie. Not Mean Girls, which would've been acceptable. No. Just My Luck. But I hate Lindsay Lohan.
And... and guys... I kind of... liked it.
I'M SORRY. D=