It's raining......
Nov. 22nd, 2009 | 09:51 am
mood:
sad
So much for having a relaxing Sunday morning.
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Really though????
Oct. 25th, 2009 | 12:55 am
location: fighting the funk of doggie farts
mood:
cranky
music: 45 - Shinedown
When it comes to singing, this is how I view myself. I am an enthusiast, not a budding artist. I sing because it makes me happy. I don't take lessons and classes to do anything other than learn how to use my voice, and to learn about jazz through experience. I've come to a point where I keep getting feedback from instructors that basically say "I have nothing to teach you if you're not going to be performing". Seriously? No one is that good that they can't become better. And if it's my money I'm spending to hone my voice, it's my choice to do so. I'm not asking for permission to become a better singer. I'm not asking for opportunity to go out and start gigging. I'm not asking for encouragement, and I'm certainly not going to respond to strongarm tactics. I'm not interested if you as my teacher understand my motives or not - all you have to do is know and respect them. We all know where my boundaries are. I have absolutely no interest in being pushed beyond them.
I'm thinking it's time to take a break from my jazz studies. Sucks. But if they have nothing to teach me.....
I'm kinda pissed about this.
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Weiss Drabble: Different
Oct. 15th, 2009 | 11:49 pm
location: lounge
mood:
anxious
music: snoring dogs
Title: Different
Rating: G
Chars: Yohji
Word Count: 100
A/N: I'm hormonal
Disclaimer: My words. Not my characters.
If things had been different....
He thought he'd given up thinking that way.
If things had been different, he would have lived in a happy, two parent home.
He would have gotten good grades, had clothes in his closet, food in the fridge.
He would have seen his mother more than just in passing between her jobs.
He would have never been an errand boy for that gang, never found his first love on one of his runs, never seen her get killed.
He would have never found the love of his life.
He really wished things had been different.
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X-men: Drabble - The Nearness of You
Sep. 23rd, 2009 | 03:08 am
So I thought I'd try to do one of those 'write a fic for the first 10 songs on
your ipod' things except I'd use Pandora. I didn't get past song 1. I forgot
to write and enjoyed the songs instead....oops.
Here's my 3.5 minute fic. Any and all feedback appreciated.
The nearness of you
-Norah Jones
Remy wondered when he was going to be able to catch a break. He was orphaned,
with powers that made his life harder than it should have been. He met up with
Logan, a man that made Remy feel like someone else was using their charm power
for once. They talked, they fought, they planned mass destruction and mayhem
together. And every so often, they loved.
Then that man, Logan, forgets everything. He even forgot his own name. What
else could Remy do but leave him on the beach and wish him good luck and
goodbye. C'est la vie, eh?
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X-men: Drabble - Sunday
Sep. 23rd, 2009 | 03:05 am
posted to logan/remy yahoo group 06/14/09
So, I didn't intend for any drabbles to be interconnected, and I can almost
guarantee they won't be (anymore I guess). This one is brought to you courtesy
of Valspar paints. I needed a break from the fumes. I think sleepy drabbles
are better than semi comatose ones. Sorry.
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It was the kind of thing that Remy just couldn't resist – stealing from the
government for the government. He hated Stryker and would steal from him any
day. The military was only covering their ass, not being altruistic to
Stryker's victims. He settled down with his bourbon to read over his private
copy of the data he creatively acquired. Inside he found surveillance
documentation on Logan from sometime starting in the 1920's right up until 3
Mile Island. Remy sighed. He couldn't seem to get away from the man. He
smirked as he made preparations to let Logan catch him.
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It was her voice. He could listen to her lazy southern drawl for hours. He
didn't know if he always had this fetish southern accents, but he spent so much
time in New Orleans, it had to be pre-existing. He remembered the lecture he
got on how the Mississippi accent was nothing like a Louisiana one. He nodded
and hmm'ed occasionally, but it was still her voice. It made him smile while
making him feel like a man in the dead of winter who missed the sun. He settled
back and enjoyed her *Mississippi* accent for a little while longer.
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X-men: Drabble - Ethereal
Sep. 23rd, 2009 | 03:02 am
Pandora, insomnia and stress produced this one. I'm going on 23 hours awake.
Hopefully this is not too terrible.
Title: Ethereal
Author: luvsjazz
Words: 100
Disclaimer: Not mine
Away
-Breaking Benjamin
There was a scent in the back of his nose, an itch he couldn't get rid of. He
just couldn't place it. It wasn't in his clothes or on his skin. He couldn't
find any candles, soap or shampoos in any store that matched it. It had driven
him so crazy, he even braved a Bath & Body works. That was…an unfortunate
experience. He couldn't smell anything for hours afterwards, and he swore that
he had erased the scent totally. He was wrong. It was hot, humid, sweat and
musk. It was another question that he needed find an answer to.
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X-men: Drabble - Quiescent
Sep. 23rd, 2009 | 02:54 am
Title: Quiescent
Author: luvsjazz
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of Marvel Comics.
Logan never had to take time off to recover, at least not physically. Used to
be that he would just take off for a while and return whenever. No one
mentioned the fact that he had been in residence at the mansion for longer than
anyone could remember. Remy was there when he needed to talk, laugh, or just
sit in silence. When Remy was gone, he stayed because he knew the Cajun would
always return.
They always say that running never solves anything. He never believed that
staying in one place would either. He's learning to change his mind.
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Drabble: X-Men - The Symphony
Sep. 23rd, 2009 | 02:50 am
Title: The Symphony
Author: luvsjazz
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Marvel Comics.
No one had ever asked him to the symphony before. Everyone assumed that he was
brash and uncultured; that his wilderness ways wouldn't mesh with the posh and
polished crowd. He'd been a time or two, but no one had ever asked.
It had been a long time since someone asked him to the symphony. Here, he was
but a thief. An ignominious occupation, therefore he must be an ignominious
man. So no one ever asked.
Storm had never set anyone up to go to the symphony before. But she was a
goddess, and godesses took care of their own.
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Drabbles: Weiss and X-Men
Aug. 21st, 2009 | 01:17 am
location: in bed
I haven't figured the rest of that one out yet, or even if there's more. Just a stray thought for the what, 2 people who read my journal.
Anyway.
Title: Mine
Author: luvsjazz
Word Count: 100
Pandora: When I'm Gone, 3 Doors Down
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Marvel. I only own a couple of dogs and my sleepless night.
Remy disappeared less than an hour after he came back damaged from their last mission, much to the chagrin of good old Fearless. He was officially still banned from New Orleans, but in actuality, he spent a lot of time there after Belle took over the assassins guild. After all, his problem was never with her. Remy always convalesced there, staying with Bella Donna as much as he stayed with his own family. Logan hated it with a passion. He had always been a very jealous, possessive man, but he had lived long enough to know what fights to pick.
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Can't get enough Yohji/Asuka angst
May. 17th, 2009 | 01:52 pm
location: in the den
mood:
lovely, sunny, cool day
So this actually started out as a longer scene in my head. On paper though, it was only 161 words. I though it'd be more of a challenge to shorten it to 100 words than to lengthen it to 200.
( The Drabble )
( The original )
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(no subject)
May. 8th, 2009 | 09:23 pm
Moon Phase has one of the oddest opening sequences I think I've ever seen.
It's all hulu's fault. If they hadn't had a link to it, I would have never known it existed.
See what curiosity will do to you?
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Drabble: Untitled
Apr. 25th, 2009 | 09:26 pm
location: home, finally
mood:
sore
Because passing out water at the marathon shouldn't make me hurt this much. Even considering setup and teardown.....gotta be the fault of the 5 a.m. call time.
Title: Untitled
Rating: PG
Characters: Ken/Yohji
Word Count: 100
Yohji didn't think he had ever been this sore before. He regularly lifted bodies using nothing but a little string. He ran from bullets, explosions, and occasionally an angry boyfriend. He weathered bouts of insanity when Omi made them go through extreme training exercises. Yohji by no means considered himself out of shape. So why an afternoon of soccer with Ken and his kids would make him feel like he couldn't possibly make it up another step was beyond him. But the care and attention he got later were worth it. Even if Ken laughed at him the whole time.
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Dropping in to leave a drabble or two
Mar. 22nd, 2009 | 08:34 pm
mood:
sick
music: Mudshovel - Staind
There's been a lot of not cool stuff going on, so my inclination to write has been extremely low. Anyway, here's something that I did last night. It's a new fandom for me to write in, but an old love.
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Title: Preparing for Japan
Rating: PG
Characters: Gambit/Wolverine
Disclaimer: I don’t own Wolverine, Gambit, or the premise this is based on. Those are owned by Marvel. Matsuo’s arm, nose, ear and gall bladder, though, are owned by Wolverine.
No profit is made from this fiction.
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Wolverine’s annual trip to Japan was approaching swiftly. It was the first year he had agreed to take Remy along with him. Remy hadn’t spent this much time in the library since he was in college, but he needed to be prepared. He had never been to Japan before. He needed to learn at least the touristy words, find the best museums to case, the most scenic places to visit.
Most of all, he needed to be able to discuss a certain visit to Matsuo Tsurayoba. Gambit wanted to make perfectly sure that a man could live without his stomach…
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“What about the gall bladder?”
A negative shake of the head.
“What about the tailbone? Did you know it secures the anus? You could *destabilize* his *anus*. That makes being an ass take on a whole new meaning.”
A chuckle was the only answer.
“ I still like the stomach. It’s non-fatal, forces a strict diet. You remove the pleasure of food, but he’ll still have to eat six times a day. Makes his life a little less happy, no?”
“I’ll think about that one, darlin’.”
Gambit smiled. There was nothing like bonding over common interests with your loved one.
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Drabble: Pretty boys
Nov. 29th, 2008 | 07:23 pm
location: home
mood:
relaxed
music: T.I. - Whatever You Like
Title: Pretty boys
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ken/Yohji
Word count: 100
Asuka told him once she didn’t date pretty boys. “Pretty boys know they’re pretty. So they don’t ever learn how to be anything else. They figure it’s enough to be seen with them.”
Yohji was a pretty boy and he knew it. But he was also egotistical enough to want people to remember him because he was more than just a pretty face. He didn’t think he was so different than any other man.
Til Ken. Ken was a pretty boy, an athlete, someone who expected to be given to instead of giving.
So, Yohji doesn’t date pretty boys, either.
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Just a thought
Nov. 26th, 2008 | 11:59 pm
Come on folks. I know the characters and settings are in the US, and there may be situations where some commonly accepted/known phrases are ok. But when you start pulling out the stops to say "Good morning, I'm making eggs for breakfast" and have the whole sentence in Japanese.....if you have a character saying "By the way, I'm pregnant" in a different language leaving the reader to wonder exactly why their favorite character just passed out, well that's just irritating.
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Ficlet: Weiss - WWOMB challenge response
Nov. 8th, 2008 | 12:57 am
mood: chill
music: Every Word - Sade
Here's the prompt:
write a story that uses as a theme, or as a phrase in the story...
"Keep it simple"
You can choose what the character wants to keep simple, but it should be something they are nervous about.
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Hot Damn
Nov. 4th, 2008 | 11:03 pm
location: in front of the TV
mood:
hopeful
music: Fugees - The Score
So, yeah. Should this affect me this deeply. Yeah. Yeah it should. And for now, it feels damn good.
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Just a piece that doesn't have a home right now
Nov. 3rd, 2008 | 12:34 am
I think I wrote this with Yohji and Asuka in mind, but I'm not sure. I'm sure I'll think of something.
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Bad week for the family
Nov. 2nd, 2008 | 11:30 am
mood:
blank
Next to all that, my own issues seem a little small. What's office politics next to losing your house and potentially your freedom?
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What an idiot.......
Oct. 25th, 2008 | 12:21 am
mood:
disappointed
He has the stupidest reasoning too - I'm not going to leave my friends behind just because they're: not in school, don't have a job, live with their mom, etc, etc.) But you know what? He moved to the state he's in. These folks are not childhood friends. These are not people he's got a deep backhistory with. These are not folks who are so close when you see one you see the other. If you keep getting into shit around the SAME people, then maybe you need to re-evaluate what those people are to you.
Seriously.
