In order to help people navigate through the piles of fiction I have written:

The last time I was here was December, yeah? Yeah. WOW. Long time ago. I could make all sorts of excuses, but I'll call it like it is and blame my absence on school. Internal Assessments and all of that. They just never go away...LIES. Because after the end of this month they can't give me any more of them, ever again! It's cause for celebration! I can see my life at the end of this tunnel! Waiting for me to reclaim it! Ignoring the possibility that it might actually be a train!

Anyway, I also realized I promised holiday stories...but my mother deleted my writing folder in the first week of January before I could post any of them, and I haven't found time yet to rewrite them. Until now, since I stayed home today with a delirious fever and decided I would get started on that again. thelovemafia</lj> , I promised you Tsuna/Shou ages and ages ago, I know. Please forgive me for being so late!

( Wallflower )

So I've been feeling kind of guilty lately about not really trying to write as much as I used to--I mean original stuff. I really wanted to do NaNo this year (but when I look back at what I was doing November, I was like "Well, hello, chemistry IAs and huge projects in almost every class." So it would have been a failure. Also I have no novel ideas at the moment, apart from the Cain story, which is still floating around and I'm still carrying around that notebook changing things and not writing it). Well, anyway, today I resolved that I would write, come hell or high water. And I conveniently skipped the football game tonight to go chill in the bookstore and ended up later on lurking in the back of my car for an hour writing this.

( The shortest short story I ever wrote... )

So I haven't written fanfic in awhile, but the last week's chapter really prompted me to try something again, and this idea was knocking around, so I figured, why not? Go for it.

( Questionable- A Fran Fic )

Dear God, what is this madness of three internal assessments in chemistry due Friday which are cramping my lifestyle and generally rendering me into a state of sleepless wreckage. Delaying all my fanfiction and regular writing and Dhieta's ridiculously long email, onee-chan, it will get there soon, I swear it. As soon as I figure out how potatoes are supposed to be encorporated in this lab. Also, thelovemafia, no fair poking the muse! YOU KNOW I CANNOT RESIST ANYTHING SHOUICHI! *promptly blows off all work to write*

But randomly, I had a project for one of my classes that ran like this: Pick a painting and write a poem about it. I'm actually slightly proud of this poem- therefore it is being posted.

The painting was "Nighthawks", by Edward Hopper:




"Though the light falls through the café windows
and at the bar a couple sits and chats
still there is a loneliness to the night,
as if out beyond the fluorescent haze
there is nothing. And will be nothing. And
my footsteps will echo along the streets
beneath the neon of a city that
sleeps within light, sleeps in day, lives in night,
in drinks, in back alleys, under a sky
that cannot be seen, alone at a bar."

It's even in blank verse...

Eh. I'm not fond of this. The idea was cool, but I didn't like the way it came out.

I am very tired, but I did finish it.

 

So I've been away for awhile, or at least...I haven't been writing much. I've been spending my summer laying around the house reading books (I'm rereading Atlas Shrugged again. Why am I reading this book again? But Howard Roark, for reasons unknown, is starting to remind me a lot of Spanner) and...watching movies with my sister (I saw Hellboy II the other day with her and my father, which sucked in terms of plot and dialogue but had really cool creatures and the elf prince had abs like a Greek statue, so I was entertained!) and also RP-ing (dropped EverNoir, but I'm playing Envy from FMA, Dino Cavallone and Lloyd Asplund at Conscripted, so THAT'S AWESOME!) while trying to get into new series, like D.Gray-Man, which I just finished yesterday.

But I've also been taking a class on creative writing for something to do, so this story is actually an assignment I had to do last week as a writing sample. It had to be based on your personal experience, or on somebody else's personal experience, so let me say right now--most of this happened to me. Only one thing is borrowed from somebody else, and even then, not much.

 

 I realize I'm really late, but...HAPPY BIRTHDAY, dame_batsie! I decided to do the Code Geass prompt, afterall, because both you and cleartempest  wanted 100S and I'm not up for writing two different stories. So that one can be some sort of shared story and I'll write her something else, too, because...I only have one idea for that pairing. And I really wanted to try writing Lelouch and Suzaku XD

 

 
cleartempestgave me G! She must think she's being funny or trying to be difficult or something...

grenville, I finished I finished I finished! I'm going to have to IM you or email you or something to let you know (or I could just call you. I actually have your number now! *evil laughter*) and I'm really sorry it took me so long, but you did request S80 porn. And while I'm glad you didn't ask for Xanxus/Squalo, this is still hard. But I'm perfectly willing to write it for you! You lurker XD I <3 you, Kit! I wish you would write fanfiction but I know you don't think you can. Still...I'm cheering for you no matter what!!!! Because I know you're going to be the next David Sedaris! (Does this mean you'll write about the lives of your family and your friends, myself included, the way he does? DO IT! It'd be amusing to see what you have to say about all of us)

dame_batsie, the prompts you gave me are so good I might have to write both...

And mujakinotsubasa, you took advantage of me! Two stories for one is not a fair trade, you brat!

 

I took a bath today, for the first time in a long time. It was fun. I played with ducks. We have some that light up when they're put in water.

Sorry it's late. And somewhat short.

Bleh. I didn't think it was long enough to warrant two posts. Part One here

 

YAY I FINISHED YAY YAY YAY!
Go read!

 

Things I just learned from Mythbusters:

-you cannot fool a thermal scanner with a wet suit or heat-containing suit of any kind, because it starts absorbing your heat. It is also not advisable to cover yourself with mud and try to fool the sensor. It doesn't work if the room is room temperature and you go commando.
HOWEVER: if you stick a thick enough plate of glass over the sensor, it'll block the infrared and the sensor will be fooled

-you can fool an ultrasonic motion sensor simply by carrying a bedsheet over yourself

-If you try to break into a safe with the glass relocking door, 1) it's no good using a thermal torch to break in the top, because you fry to booty inside and it takes too long, and 2) once you have filled it with water and set off explosives inside, you will blow the door of its hinges and blow the safe backwards, but you will also shatter the booty and make a hell of a mess (and might get killed with shrapnel or something)

-latex prints WORK, yo! But you have to lick them

So now I kind of want to write about a heist, since I now have a better understanding of the whole shebang. That or pull off a heist XD

I just felt like writing fanfiction tonight, now that I've finished my history IA (I'm 19 words under the maximum word count, just barely made it) and I'm on my way to go back to working on "Envy", which unfortunately has to be hand-written so I can 1) work on it all the time to make my self-imposed next-Friday deadline and 2) so I can constantly be referencing previous drafts, which are all handwritten and therefore, it makes more sense for me to work at my desk where I can have craploads of papers all over the place than at the computer (which has no room for all of that). 

Anyway, I just kind of...wrote it, listening to Vienna Teng's "Transcontinental, 1:30 AM". I think it's kind of cool that I can just sit down and write something like this now.

 

Got it from

cleartempest  again, distracting myself from work.

 

 

So I can deliver, as promised. Original fic this time, Cain as I said it would be. That's the good thing about all this IB/AP testing; we're not doing much in class anymore because everybody is in and out, so I have time to do whatever I want to do. Criticism is love, though I'm sorry to disappoint anyone who thought I was proffering up more fanfiction.

This is because the lovely arisuesei  was kind enough to remind me that Hibari's birthday was Monday and thus, I had missed it by one day. So between the two of us it was decided that I should try again in proper celebration, and she presented me the prompt "Indirect Kiss" Which caused some confusion when I checked my email and saw that comment while hanging with some of my peeps.
"Well," said me. "That's interesting"
"I don't get it," said my friend Thara, reading over my shoulder. "What's an indirect kiss?"
"It'd be like...if I kissed the CD" (there was one of the desk near us) "and then you kissed the CD, we'd have shared an indirect kiss." Which is actually the only way of indirect kissing I'd ever heard of, but apparently not.
"That's not how it works," Ashley interrupted "It's be like if I kissed you, Thara, and you kissed Emo, and Emo kissed ---------- (my name), it'd be like ----------- and I had indirectly kissed."
"Wait, that just sounds like an orgy," said Emo.
And so on. We never did agree on what it was.