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As of late I seem to have found myself with a bit of free time on my hands. I'm taking a quarter off of college and am staying in Southern California with my folks for three months. Why you might ask? Cause I managed to injure myself.

While driving home for Winter Break I got into a car accident and the consequent slide down a fifteen foot ditch managed to trash the inside of my car enough that my steering column, literally, fell into pieces and impacted my knee enough to break the top of the tibia into little pieces. So no weight on and no bending of the knee for three months which means I can't do ANYTHING by myself. I keep leaving my phone in the wrong room and I keep missing people's calls (I'm looking at you here ladyrandomness!). 

BUT, since my free time has gone waaaaaaay up, this means I'll be able to work on fic! That is, if people even remember that it exists. XD However, if you think you might want to simultaneously help the people in Haiti AND get a kick-ass fic from me in the process containing anything of your choice (and I promise it'll rock, really--or at least it'll be really, really long to make up for it ^^!), then hop on over to community.livejournal.com/help_haiti/ where authors and editors and other fantastically talented people are offering up their services. To bet for a work written by me, please head on over to community.livejournal.com/help_haiti/3155.html. The betting starts at a buck, so come on! Pay me to write what YOU want as well as help the relief in Haiti. 

Writer's Block: Just Desserts

Cake or pie? Heated or cold? À la mode or plain?
Cake or Death?


Writer's Block: Awesome Openers

What are some gripping opening lines from films or books, and why do you think they work so well?
Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov had, simply, the best first chapter I have ever seen in my life. It's precise, eloquent, and beautiful. Made me want to write. Other books have inspired me to write, but Lolita was the first book to ever light that proverbial and metaphorical flame within that made me want it--want it like love, like friendship, like happiness, and like complete contentment.

Chapter One:

"Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.

She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.

Did she have a precursor? She did, indeed she did. In point of fact, there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, a certain initial girl-child. In a princedom by the sea. Oh when? About as many years before Lolita was born as my age was that summer. You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns. "

Writer's Block: Favorite Lyrics

What song lyrics would you love to have written, and why?
Brandy (You're a Fine Girl) by Looking Glass because the story is just so beautiful and agonizing and it makes me clutch at my heart every time I hear it.

Ode to Oxytocin

Oh dear, dear Oxytocin. This is a (slightly altered) poem to express my feelings for you.

I love my School Bookstore

Tuesdays are fun if only because I get out of class at 12:00 once psychology aka Nap Tiem is over and done with. I usually met up with my best friend and we go get coffee and "breakfast" at my school's Coffee House which is connected to our Bookstore. Today the bookstore was having some sort of sale and you know what was there? PURE AWESOMENESS. There was this for about 4 dollars, this for about 3 dollars, this for 4 bucks again, and then THIS for 10 bucks. I...all about peed my pants.

Guess who's not going to get ANY homework done? XD


Day of Fun

I spent three hours getting something like this attached to my head so they could read my brainwaves. They had to stick this gel in my hair so the electrodes would make better contact with my scalp and I didn't get it washed out when I left the place like people usually do because I had no where to go afterwards. I get to my dorm and my roommate's first reaction was, "OMG! YOU HAVE SEAMEN IN YOUR HAIR! XD"

So I took a shower. And yet still, the funny is seemingly not diminished and my dignity continues to be stripped from me even as we speak.  -.-!
So, ryagelle over on the Transformers lj group as well as on FF.net did that writing meme where she put her music collection on shuffle and then wrote for the duration of that song. She was tagged for this privilege. I was not. ^^! I'm sure I'm gonna get, like, cursed for stealing a meme without getting tagged, but it just sounded soooooooo fun that I couldn't resist.

Besides, this is mostly for CERTAIN PEOPLE (this would be YOU Flutter) as well as those THAT I NEVER SEEM TO TALK TO ANYMORE (which would be YOU LadyRandomness).

This would be Transformers fanfiction and the ratings varry as well as the pairings. Enjoy? ^^!

Another One of Those New People. Ew.

I shall leave this post because SOMEONE *points at j00* has commented on it. But otherwise...grrr. =P