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Mar. 21st, 2012 04:48 pm
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Sometimes, it is extremely difficult to start a story. The general idea is there, the motivation, and all that. The execution is lacking; not quite lacking, but...erratic and messy. I have notes, random scenes and words, and no clue (or time).

I am going to need a beta. Maybe a support group.

The one I'm focusing on now: Avatar AU with June and Piandao. I had a moment when I wrote something that I actually really like. But I'm starting to get to a point with my writing that I second guess everything I write. Why did I do that? Would they say that? Does that make sense? Okay, that's just stupid; or is it?

I don't know where that's coming from. Always discovering new respect for the real deal authors with expectations and deadlines. Ted Dekker is my hero; I mean, a trilogy in three months? No. Words. For how awesome that is.
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Jane is great for birthday parties. (Cho doesn't smile as much in the new seasons. Maybe because he got hit with a van.)


ramble )
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The Mentalist is a great show. The one where a hypnotized guy drags a dead girl to the police thinking that she is a bag of potatoes. Then Rigsby is hypnotized by the killer, and smacks a guy's face into a table. To prove he's hypnotized, Jane suggest that Rigsby does whatever he wants to do in the room.

He promptly lays one on Van Pelt, to which Jane says: "Oh, yeah. That's what I'm talking about."

Rigsy's Welsh accent came through when he said 'Privacy'. It's cute.

"You cops will do anything to make me doubt myself. You and my mother."

I love this show.
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Six days ago, I skipped out on choir practice. For shame on me, I know, but I had a fully legit reason. Two words and a picture:
Chris. August.
 If we got married, our initials would match. I'm just pointing out a fact that has no basis in reality. (If by some weird, cruel circumstance, he read this, I'd explode from embarrassment.)
There was a Christmas concert on the 16th in Pascagoula, and he was there, so I had to go. I begged my sister weeks in advance to make sure that I did. He wasn't the only artist there though. There was Newsong, (this group of old men, but man, those grandpas can sing. Kidding. They're probably not that old...except for that one guy.) Kutless, and Jamie Grace.

I went with Risa, John, and Mama Deborah (John's mother aka sister's boyfriend's mama). It was really very wonderful. It was held at this Baptist church with a weird bathroom set-up but at least there were no port-a-potties this time. I don't remember the order of things, but the whole way, they had a great light show going on. One of the men from Newsong pulled a kid from the audience to dance along with 'Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree'.

It was so much fun. Then they did 'Little Drummer Boy', and they were gettin' it on those drums. While everyone's watching the front, a drum line procession starts up at the back, and these boys in full band regalia are marching up the aisles, playing on their drums. It was awesome.

Mama Deborah really liked that part. She's nice.

(Kutless broke one of the pianos)

And Chris August...I have a crush on that man, I admit. I mean, he's adorable. And he plays guitar, sings beautifully, is a Christian, funny, and adorable. (Yes, I said it twice.) During intermission, I wandered to the back after taking pictures of all the instruments on stage and stuff. Apparently, no one cares if you wander 'backstage'. The musicians trunks were all over the place, and I took more pictures. Then I turn down a dark (no lights except the ones coming from one end and the doors beyond leading back out front) hallway that leads back out to the auditorium, and Chris August is at the end talking to someone.

I 'bout near fainted. Well, not fainted, but you know how you can get when you see someone you like who literally doesn't know you exist. I didn't even know I was gonna do that. Eventually, I pulled some nerve from somewhere and walked down there, and took some more pictures of a drum. I was so flippin' nervous because he was right behind me.
I very calmly introduced myself, shook his hand, said something stupid that probably revealed my nervousness, then blurted the question if he'd take a picture with me. He was about to say something about needing to get ready to go back on and he'd be doing pictures after, but then he conceded (D'aw, ain't he sweet!). I caught the attention of one of the old men from Newsong to take the picture but HE DIDN'T TAKE IT!  

DUDE! WE'RE IN A DARK HALLWAY! WAIT FOR THE FLASH!

I don't know why it didn't occur to me that he hadn't taken the picture. Nerves from the fact that CHRIS AUGUST HUGGED ME! TWICE (I had to help the old man with the camera.) By the time I'd gotten the screen up to look at the picture, Chris was already walking away, and I'd already starting feeling bad about bugging him anyway when he was on break, so I didn't  say "YO! IT DIDN'T WORK! REDO!" Instead, on cloud 9 and a half, I went back to my seat, smiling at everyone.

For me, this was better than that time Charles kissed me on the cheek. (Charles is my pastor's eldest son, who was grown when I was a baby, and used to be in love with since I was three to nine, which was when he got married. The jerk.)

He performed after that, absolutely perfect, and I know I had the stupidest smile on my face. Then Jamie Grace went after, and she's good, but her stage presence isn't that great. She's new though. She'll get better.

At the end, Newsong and everyone sang (and I mean, everyone -on stage and audience) 'Arise, My Love'. More pictures, and then Russ Lee led the people in a prayer - a call to Christ. They didn't even do that at Praise in the Park. (I assume they assumed that if the people bothered to drive out to Nowhere, MS with port-a-potties and sitting in the hot sun and on the ground to starry, cold night, standing, singing, screaming, jumping around like idiots, then they probably got somethin' in 'em already.) While most claimed salvation, some claimed that they got saved when he lead them in prayer.

And the church said "Amen!"

A singing preacher, he called himself. He's a sweet, old guy. I like him. After I took a picture with him (and I swear, I have never hugged so many total strangers in one day, except for at funerals, and who didn't smell drunk and smokey), Risa decided she did want to get a picture with him too. Even John approved of him, actually shaking the man's hand.

Then we were headed out from there. They had tables for all of the artists, but I was just interested in Chris. We stood in line to get a picture, and while there, I looked over the merchandise table. I had no money nor a job, (and having a job would be the only way I'd shell out $15 for a T-shirt, Chris August or no). However, Mama Deborah (or somebody) gave me $20 with which I bought his CD and Christmas EP, got them signed and took a picture with him and Risa. After we got back in line after taking a picture with him individually.

He is so flippin' adorable!

Mama Deborah wanted to meet Jamie Grace so we went and got in her line afterward. The doors of the church were opened...and it was cold and windy outside all of a sudden so I used Risa as a human wind shield; she had her jacket so it was ok. John kept pacing around because he didn't really like Jamie, but she was really sweet. I like her. I bought her CD and EP with the remaining 10, and she signed it, adding my name for that personal touch ( I can't help wondering how long that'll last). Risa and I both got a picture with her too.

After that, we went to the Waffle House right up the rode. John wanted five eggs and grits, but we made him just get four and he complained about it. He also ordered coffee, and kept sniffing it like it was crack or something. We talked about stuff I don't remember. Risa ordered for me, and we were going to half whatever it was because it came with a lot of food. One of those things was a waffle, but that  took longer to cook than the rest of our food so went ahead and ate that. In the middle of that, the waitress placed the waffles between us.

By the time I finished, I was pretty full so I figured we'd take it home and eat it later. I was done before anyone else, and had nothing to do so I looked at the waffle. Then I noticed something. They always put those little things of butter with the waffle, yes? In this case, they put it in the center of the waffle. (I hate when they do that. I mean, where have those things been?) What I saw when I looked at it: a little, black speck on the butter tub. Picking it up and looking closer, what I saw: a little, black bug - looked like a roach.

I showed it to the others, and everyone kinda just...stopped...eating. John pushed his coffee away.

When I said that I may have to pull a 'Mary Johnson' (that's my mommy), Mama Deborah was interested in what exactly that was. John and I both did an impression of that. His was pretty good, considering he'd never seen Mom in action.

I didn't have to though. A cook saw our faces and asked if everything was all right. Mama Deborah told him no and I showed him the bug. He apologized and then got our waitress and took her in the back. She came out and apologized too, and it was fine: she told us we didn't have to pay for it.

We talked about more stuff I don't remember, but it was pretty funny.

John was being a little grumpy since he'd been up a long time and had to go to work at 3. In the morning. Or was it 5? Whatever. We left after he face-planted on the table.
  I'm just getting around to posting about it now because...I'm really, really lazy. I've got to stop that. It was too late to do it when we got home, near 12. Also, when I get a job, I need to check out that Holt International thing. For $30 a month, you can sponsor a child in need of food, medicine, diapers, and care who is in the process of being adopted. I want to do that.
  
If we're gonna make these concerts a regular thing, we should invest in one of those little flip camcorders. And since this Christmas concert thing has been going on for 8 or 9 years (HOW DID I NOT KNOW THIS?), we really, really should.

I Gress

Dec. 22nd, 2011 06:21 pm
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If 'digress' means to turn aside or away from a subject, then 'gress' would mean to remain on subject. You know, if it was a word. I guess it's pretty obvious what I need for Christmas; thesaurus, dictionary, anyone?

May 18
I think I am wise therefore I am a fool. In wisdom of man, I know little; in wisdom of God, I know less than I ought. I have pride without cause. I see and envy comes for things of which I have no need. This is merely one of the flaws of me. If I let go of the air, and open my hand, then You can fill them with goodness.
...
Hear me, O Lord. I am surrounded. My enemy has me captive. Or could it be the one who is holding me down is yours truly? Surely my God will deliver. Verily, verily, Lord, come swiftly. Whisper the words that will break these chains.


I Samuel 1: 18 
And she said, let thine handmaid find grace in they sight. So the woman went her way, and did eat, and her countenance was no more sad.

I have no idea when I wrote this:
The Lord God of all
Before You, humbled and
Speechless in awe of grace
I fall and
Give praise to You
Raise up Your name
Glory, glory, alleluia
...
Don't imagine that you have the mind of God figured out; you don't even know your own mind from one day to the next.
...
If one believes there is no God because He cannot be seen, then one should stop breathing the air, that is also unseen. Then one may see the once unseen God in His terrible glory and judgment before one is thrown into the once unseen Hell.
...
I don't see them the way You do. I know that You love me but the depth is unknown, and You love them too. But they don't know, or like I, don't care. So why shouldn't I tell them that I've been there before? Why not tell how You came down to human life? Why don't I say how You gave your life and died? Why not speak of how You were judged and punished for the sin of men? That it was for our sake and how You rose again? Why don't I tell that you offer new life? That though the body will rot, the spirit shall never die? So why don't I?

July 24
   Stars   
Count the stars and in them you'll see the promises of God's covenant to Abraham and from that came me.

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A summary of my WIPs, priorities, and plans for them in the future. This will most likely seem rambling to anyone other than me.
 
Answering the Unquestioned (A:tLA)
 
Semi-related oneshots based on OC servants in the Fire Nation palace. Only two chapters have been completed. This story isn't very high priority on my list and will probably be shuffled back even more.
 
Bring Love Together (XMenEvo)
 
A tale of Kitty's meddling ways as she tries to pair up everyone in the mansion with the reluctant assisstance of Kurt. I want to see this one done and efforts will be made to see it complete.
 
And to think it started as a 'side' story.
Canary Pecked  (YJ)
 
 
Black Canary (Dinah Lance) sets up a meeting with the neglectful Man of Steel and gives him her thoughts on his involvment or lack thereof in Conner's life and the boy's need for some real training. The second chapter is half-way(ish) complete. A total of three or four chapters is expected.
 

Diamond in the Rough
 
 
The storehouse for all future Young Justice oneshots.
 
Far Far Away
 
 
The skewed 'fairy tale', classic romance of Rogue and Remy, the their trials as they try to reach New Orleans with the crazy mercenary Wilson on the tails, and the Mentalist and Wanda as companions. All while breaking down each other's barriers and falling in love along the way.

This story's gone a lot farther than I thought it would. This ranks just above BLT and just below SGIH in terms of importance. To me, anyway.
 
 
Hatter through the Looking Glass
 
 
I might as well mark this one as complete, and change the summary.
 
How Did That Happen? 
 
 
 
Same as above
 
 
How It Could Have Gone But Didn't
 
 
 
Same as above
 
Just About Brothers
 
 
A few chapters on the possible dynamic duo of Ozai and Lu Ten. Most of it is written out already and merely needs the transfer from paper to pixels.
 
 
Making It Right 
 
Toph's little adventure of tyring to set the ships to rights by breaking up Zuko and Katara with the help of Mai and at the cost of traumatizing Aang. Only one chapter done, and terribly low on the priorities list.
 
 

Rambling On 
 
 
 
The place for Naruto one-shots. It is unbelievably unpopular by myself and readers.
 
Scenes from a Rogue Life  (X Men Evo)
 
The snippets of life of Rogue as Logan's daughter and Wade's niece. Still stuck on the Babysitting arc featuring Tony Stark. Need to resolve the Pepper/Tony pairing, the plotting, a hyper Anna, and Wade's initial intro.
 
 
 
 
She Got It Honest
 
My baby. Three months is too long since an update. Rogue, Wade, and Logan join the X men, deal with Weapon X, Mystique, Magneto, Apocalpyse, and Remy. Later, Lucas as well. Before all that, the Siren section needs to be done as well as other events leading up to D of R. Oh, and Wade's girlfriend. 
This is definitely number one on my To Get Done list. Now all that's left to do is get 'er done.

Steel and Fire 
 
 
 
 
Oneshots for Zuko/Mai. Considering they're some of my first works, they're pretty good. However, this has completely lost my interest so it's probably best to change the status to complete and be done with it.

 
Ten Times Ten 
 
100 Drabbles to be written for the YJ based off of prompts that was formerly my set of vocabulary words for Speech class.

The Dark Knight, the Boy Wonder, and Patrick 
 
A challenge fic. Robin as the youngest in the Bat family, and his brother being my OC Patrick. Basically, I got stuck, and purposely forgot about it. I'll get to it when I get to it. 
 
Twas Mimsy
 
 
A challenge fill for the SongFic Challenge and the Scent Challenge for Young Justice. I have it mostly done, but I'm not sure I like what I have for it. Whatever. I'll probably go over it when I'm done with this and post it. Maybe later I'll do an alternate ending. Doubtful.
 
Warehouse of Imaginings
 
The place for all of my A:tLA oneshots. I doubt this will ever be considered completed.
 
We're Shoving Right Off
 
Mai is kidnapped by pirates, and the GAang has to rescue her. Or the pirates. Whoever they feel more sorry for. I want to see this done, but the problem is, I don't want to be the one to do it. 
 
Where You Go, I Go
 
On the Day of Black Sun, Mai leaves with Zuko when he goes to join the Avatar. See above
 
 

I'm not even going to dare go into the future fics at this point. I'd be going on way too long.

26 Prompts

Jun. 26th, 2011 04:00 pm
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 Right then. I found this prompt table on...somebody else's profile I completely forgot...But the plan is write a one-shot for each one. I don't know which fandom I'll write them for though.

1.Young Justice
2. X Men Evo
3. Naruto
4. A:tLA
5. Tin Man
6. Alice
7. Chronicles of Narnia
 
Seven fandoms. A good number but not divisible well. Oh well. That would only work well as two. Although I could probably combine them.

A - Angst B - Burn C - Catch D - Dark E - Engrave
F - Find G - Giant H - Health I - Injure J - Jade
K - Kind L - Limber M - Man N - Number O - Open
P - Personal Q - Quit R - Run S - Selfish T - Trick
U - Ungainly V - Vindicated W - Woman X - Xenophobia Y - Yoke
Z - Zone

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