Friday Fictioneers: True Sight

So many of us go through life not really realizing what we have. We see things, but we don’t really see anything. We can take in colors and shapes and pictures, but we’re blind to the meaning and emotions behind what we take in. I, unfortunately, fall into this category, but do make an effort to, over time, correct this issue. Maybe that’s why it has always fascinated me when others are gifted with sight that few others can truly claim. With that in mind, I hope you “see” something good in my Friday Fictioneer story for this week!

FF 14

 

True Sight

From the moment I was born, I was blind. Real blind. Total darkness blind.

I also had the luck of being born into a family of yard-salers. The people who drive for miles to dig through other people’s old junk. As a little kid, my dad described to me all the interesting items for sale. As I got older, I wanted to touch. And that’s when I saw it…

Family…

Friends…

Love…

Loss…

History…

It was as if an antique light had gone on in my head. I could not see, but I had gained sight of a different kind.

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N: Nightmare

I had particular fun with this post, because it involved the characters from the novel I’m writing, plus I got to reuse a particularly horrible character from a story I wrote for a friend, and give him more of a chance to be hated by the masses! Plus, being as my novel is called Between Dreams and Nightmares (or Realities. Still flip-flopping between which last word I want to use.) I couldn’t pass up on a  chance to wrote something dream related that also gave me a chance to squee over how much my friend and I absolutely love my alpha couple! If you aren’t already acquainted with them, you might want to read over the character interviews I did with Vaughn and Aria back in January, along with a few of my pig week stories (March 1-7), though you don’t have to if you don’t want to. I’m pretty sure their love and adorableness is clear, even without knowing much about them. Enjoy!

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Vaughn and Aria’s Best Day Ever (And some belated birthday wishes)

Some people might find it weird that I actually plan lives for my characters outside their story, and even outside their own universe, but I think it’s fun! You should totally try it sometime, if you’re a writer. Get another writer friend to talk to you over Skype of just hanging out with you, and then let the characters out to play for a bit. You’ll learn a lot about your characters and how they interact with different sorts of people that way. Oh, will you learn about your characters that way! D:

Anyway, Sabrina and I have had a few little plans up our sleeves for my characters. First of all, after we pestered him about it non-stop over the magic (“skype” for those new to my blog) to propose to Aria, he was finally ready. He had gotten the ring (meaning I finally got around to finding a site to design one) and he and Mordecai bought her a poetry book, into which Mordecai magically inserted a poem that Vaughn would use to pop the question. Vaughn even wrote the poem himself, with a little help from me. All he had to do was ask, and he would actually have a name for what Aria was to him that he didn’t have to be embarrassed about.

On the other end of the relationship, Aria had news of her own. A friend of ours has a character who is a doctor, so we’ve been sending our characters in one by one to be examined. The boys were none too happy with their own examinations, given all three of us are a bit evil, especially when it comes to Jill and her doctor. Mordecai ended up basically being cut open and his organ poked at, since the doctor was curious about having a zombie laid out before him. He did get a bit of a reward out of it, since Ellie (the doctor) gave him a mechanical heart that allowed his to blush again, as well as a type of fungus that allows makes him capable of impregnating Dorothy, or the condition Ellie can study the effects of an undead parent on the future child’s development and the attachment of the soul. Vaughn on the other hand, was told he had three extra balls hanging around in his abdomen, and had to get them removed, resulting in a week of not being able to “make babies” with Aria. During her exam, though, Aria picked the long end of the sticks of fate, and was let off the hook by discovering she was with child. She was just waiting for the right moment to tell him.

Finally, the pieces all fell together on Tuesday. Aria was speaking with…Ariya (Sabrina has a character, based off my Aria, named Ariya. I can’t remember to what extent she was spoken of on either of our blogs) over the magic, so we decided to send in Vaughn, Malik, Morty, Dorothy, and Sokola, so that Vaughn could finally stop stalling and propose in front of all their friends. So, he popped the question; Aria said yes, of course, because they were literally made for each other; we had a whole bunch of hugging and squeezing and celebrating, and then it was pretty much over. More than a month of planning and squeezing with Sabrina, all for about 5 minutes of rolelay. Then, Jill logged on, so we had a bit of a discussion/roleplay with her and another friend, before we announced that Vaughn and Aria were engaged, and she had one of her characters announce the big news that Aria had a bun in the oven, only making their day better. They spent all of yesterday celebrating. Take that as you will.

 

Anyway, since this blog post was meant to be published yesterday (Wednesday) afternoon, but I got sidetracked with school stuff, I will now be giving out some (late) birthday wishes to the most awesome honorary roommate (she doesn’t *actually* live in my room, but she’s here enough that everyone knows to check my room when they need her.) in the world!

 

Aria: Happy birthday, Miss Salay! And I do hope you have many more to come in the future! ^///^

Vaughn: Happy birthday, Sabrina. You’re a cool person when you’re not flirting with me or purposely instigating things. I enjoy your backrubs.

 

Sarah: Happy birthday, writer lady! I hope I can talk to Sokola and Mordecai a whole lot in the future! They’re fun! 😀

 

Severna: Hello, darling~!  I *do* so wish I could celebrate with you properly, but I’m stuck in my world… :O If it’s your birthday, and I’m practically you, doesn’t that mean it’s my birthday, too? Oh, can I celebrate with Raizha, please? She would be *such* a good present to myself. ^_~

 

Evron: Happy birthday, human lady! I hope you get to stay free for a long time, so that no demons have to make you scream like my daddy makes my mommy and the other human girls scream. 🙂

 

Jumelle: Happy birthday, Miss. I do not know you, but my son seems to like you, so I thought I would with you best wishes. Now…I have chores to do…

Then she looked nervous and walked away.

 

Charlemagne: Happy birthday, human. The human that controls us requested I speak, since you seem to like me. I pray we do not have to meet personally for quite some time, for your sake.

The favorites kid of stood behind him…being them. Jenneth and Bianca were talking among themselves about Miceli knows what, and Zurina was just rolling her eyes, as usual. Assume they’re wishing you a happy birthday, in their own weird way.

Also, Galan is not coming out. Never. ‘Cause that would me bad.

 

And one more, from a new friend:

Carissa: Hello~! Happy birthday~! I do hope I get to meet you soon, because you sound fun to talk to! Too bad I don’t already know you, ‘cause I might have thought about giving you a special rate, it being your special day and all. Oh well. You probably have no political power, anyway, so my times probably better spent on my king’s guests. Anyway, toodles! I have guests to entertain. 😉

 

And, of course, I wish you the very best of late birthdays, and hope to know you for many years to come! You’re one of the most awesome friends ever, and I don’t know what I would do without you, Sebby! 😀

Monday Character Conversations: Charlemagne

I must apologize for my lack of posting recently. Ever since the new semester started up, I’ve been swamped with homework, and I hadn’t realized until classes started that I’m pretty much booked solid on Mondays, which makes it difficult when I fail to have my weekly character interview ahead of time. I’m starting to progress in my workload, though, so I should be able to get back to my 2+ posts a week plan by Spring Break at the latest. In the meantime, I’ll do my best to post as often as classes will allow, and hope I did not disappoint anyone with my complete lack of post for the last 2 weeks.

 

Anyway, since I interviewed one of Vaughn and Aria’s friends last time, I thought I’d interview an enemy this week. So, due to popular (read: Sabrina’s) demand, I will be interviewing Lieutenant Charlemagne, head of the Shifter unit of the seventh district of Hael.

 

Hello there, Lieutenant.

Hello, human.

I prefer super-awesome creator of everything you know and love or love to hate, but whatever Charlie.

Do not call me Ch-

How was your morning, Charlie?

It was decent. We did not have too many disciplinary matters to take care of, so I sepnt the majority of the day on patrol.

Did the Favorites help you?

Excuse me?

Did Jenneth, Bianca, and Zurina help you with your patrol, or did you do it on your own?

I did it on my own. Those three are a bit too…overzealous for normal patrol. They can be a bit rougher than the offence requires. They are better prepared to control troops during battle than enforce rules in the barracks.

Can they do espionage?

Hm…Zurina can do so fairly well. But Jenneth and Bianca are a bit too flash and loud to properly obtain information properly. They all stay together, though, since Jenneth is so fond of the entourage that comes with her position, so I cannot even make use of the one officer who can do what she is assigned correctly…

Why did you give them those positions if they can’t do their jobs correctly?

They are strong females. They strike fear into those below them, and are capable of controlling the soldiers assigned to them excellently. Plus, they are very good at certain…other duties…

Okay then… So, what is it like being a shifter?

It is an honor which you will never experience.  To be able to change my form, and become whatever I wish, is a feeling of pure freedom that proves how the shifters are the superior form of demon,  and are better than the humans by far.

No, I mean what does it physically feel like to shift?

I was getting to that, mistress of impatience. I feel the energy ripple through my body, stretching and bending my bones and muscles, and I begin to become whatever animal I am capable of picturing. Then, my body begins to grow or shrink, depending of the size of what I am becoming. Before I know it, I open my eyes, and I have become what I had desired to be.

And why do you so often choose a ferret?

The ferret is a very useful creature. It is capable of slipping in and out of room undetected, get the needed information, and pass along messages without arousing the attention of those with no business knowing. In addition, it also is fairly unassuming, so I may travel the halls in ferret form without disrupting any other business occurring or causing a distraction.

Uh-huh…so what you mean is, being a ferret helps you snoop around in demons’ rooms who you think might be breaking rules and snoop around, and if they have a human for a pet, you scare the bejeezus out of the poor girl without having her master notice.

If they are breaking rules, then they do not deserve privacy. I must go through their things, to ensure they will not be rebelling or trying to overthrow the general any time soon. And most of the troublesome types with slaves care about them so much that hurting the female is the most productive way to punish the master, ad seeing their little toy in pain and fear often hurts them more than anything I may inflict on them. Of course, there are some who, instead of taking their punishment and allowing it to be over with, they fight back, only causing their punishment to worsen…

Speaking of which, care to give a little description of how you feel about Aria and Vaughn?

Vaughn is a decent soldier when we are attacking the humans, given his rank and how lazy he is. It is unfortunate his record is sullied by those silly feelings for humans. It is especially unfortunate he has such strong feelings for that human girl. It was a mistake by the general to allow him to keep her, when has no use for her outside the bed, and does not even hold her to those duties very strictly. He could achieve such rank if he would give up his useless sensibilities and applied his strength to defeating the weak humans, rather than protect them. Of course, he will not allow me to lay a finger on the fragile thing, and is willing to take all manner of other punishment in order to keep her from having to take it for him. I suppose he will learn his lesson when the girl finds herself with child someday, and her body has been too coddled to survive the birth. [mutters] If he is not so gentle with her that he is not incapable of even bedding her properly…

And what do you think of Sokola? She wanted me to ask.

Oh, you mean the fluffy-haired winged human from that other world who is always calling for me?

Yeah, her.

She seems like a sweet girl. She is very feisty, it appears, and could probably protect herself fairly well. She must grow a bit of common sense, however. Given her personality, she would not be a very good slave. She would most likely fight back much too often, and would thus be beaten and reassigned fairly often, until she is simply marked as unbreakable and killed. As that general of hers presented her to General Galan, he is very set upon claiming her as a slave for one of our soldiers. She best stay away until he has had a chance to forget about her.

But what about Evron? I think he’s been growing sort of attached to seeing her in Sabrina and my chats. He’s probably be upset to bever see his Captain again.

That would be too bad. He will get over it.

What kind of relationship do you have with Evron and his mom, Jumelle, anyway?

Jumelle is my general’s slave. Unfortunatly, about five or so years ago, she found herself beginning to grow round with Galan’s child. The months passed, and Jumelle gave birth to a wingless little wretch that she named Evron. She was very lucky he did not have any wings to him, and she might not have survived the birth if he had. Obviously, my general would not want anything to do with the child of a human, even if it was most likely his, and was just eager to have Jumelle get back to her duties. Still, she was barely more than a child herself, and she could not stand the thought of simply abandoning him with nobody to care for him. So, I offered to help her with the child. Through that, we’ve managed to build a sort of friendship, in a way, though I’m still not a big fan of humans. The child is growing to show promise, however, and he is half demon, so perhaps he will grow to be of some use to us when he is older.

Admit it, Charlie, you have a soft spot for kids! :3

Do not call me Charlie.

Charlie~!

[sigh] Fine. Yes, I do feel that children deserve to be protected, regardless of whether they originate from above the ground or below. They are small and naïve, and have no chance to protect themselves. Thus, until they become adults, I do feel that I should especially enforce the rules to protect them, even if it means going against my general’s orders. I can usually find a loophole that protects the children somewhere, and I can often make one when one does not already exist. It pains me when there is no saving one, and they are hurt by one of our soldiers, or by the way our society is run in general.

Well, that seems like a good stopping point. Any last words, Charlie?

Do not call me Charlie.

Say good-bye to Charlie everyone! ^_^

 

So, there you have it. An interview with the ferret man himself. Hopefully, I will have time to get more on top of my blog from now on. If I do slack off, though, I assure you I will try to post something at least every other week, if not keeping up with just an interview every Monday. Wish me luck, and all the best to all of you!

Monday Character Conversations: Aria

Hello again, everyone, and welcome to another Monday Character Conversation. Since we interviewed the main male of my novel last week, today we will be speaking with the main female, Aria.

 

Good morning, Aria.

Hello, ma’am. Good morning to you as well. Did you sleep well?

Yes, of course I did.

That is good to hear. I slept very well as well.

That’s good. Now, if you could please get down to business, Aria –

Oh! I’m very sorry if I obstructed you from what you wished to do!

No, it’s fine. If you would, please state you name, age, and anything else that is important for people to know about you.

Yes, of course. My name is Aria Prudence Beckett, and I am sixteen year of age. I have a younger sister, Melody, and formerly worked for the royal family of Estela as Princess Meira’s body double. That was before Vaughn kidnapped me, at which point I became his…um…his pet, I believe is the term her prefers me to use.  According to Haelian law, I am owned by his as a personal servant to clean his room, run errands, and… um… perform other duties… He does not force me to do the latter ones if I do not wish to, though! Vaughn is very kind to me. I do not want to make him seem otherwise!

Calm down, sweetie, we know. It’s alright. Now, why don’t you tell us about your job as a body double?

Oh…okay… Well, after my parents were killed in the Great Attacks of five years ago, I auditioned to replace the princess’s body double, as she had been thought to have been killed in the attacks as well. I suppose they pitied me or something of the sort, because I was auditioning in the hopes of putting Melody in better circumstances to grow up in in the process, so I was chosen to become Princess Meira’s body double. I was expected to put myself in the line of anything which threatened Princess Meira’s health or safety, so that she would survive until she was married. For the years that followed, until I was kidnapped, I became a sort of personal attendant for the princess, so that I would be by her side at all times, in case another attack would occur. We are in a war with the demons, after all, so there was no way to be sure that the castle would be completely safe at any given moment. I was allowed to leave the castle on my own, when the Princess was eating meals or occupied with business or her fiancé, Prince Arnald, so I also sometimes ran errands for other members of the castle staff. I was returning from such a shopping trip when Vaughn attempted to steal the Princess, but I was able to arrive at her bedroom before he did, and was kidnapped in her place. I sometimes miss Princess Meira, but I suppose it is better that I was taken, rather than her. Although I did end up fairly happy alongside Vaughn, some of the other things which I had to go through first were…um…not things which a princess should be forced to experience.

And, just out of curiosity, what would happened if you had failed in your duty, and Meira –

Princess Meira. You must be formal with the princess… even if she insisted of allowing me to refer to her by her given name…. She said she thought of us as friends, but I do not feel worthy of such things!

Yes, of course. What would have happened if you had failed to prevent Princess Meira from being kidnapped?

Oh, that would have been horrible! I would have been disgraced! Shamed! Perhaps…perhaps even executed! As her body double, I could not allow anything to happen to her! If she had been kidnapped in my place…or worse, if she had been killed! Oh, if that would have happened, I do not think I would have been able to live with myself! Even if I had not been killed for my failure, I imagine I would have wished myself dead. Oh, what a dreadful thing to even consider…

Yes, that would be horrible. I apologize for asking such a thing. Would you like to discuss your life with Vaughn?

Oh, yes! I would not mind speaking of that. I wake up, and then I go to the canteen to get Vaughn and my breakfast. Vaughn usually eat a chunk of meat, as demons cannot digest plant matter, and I eat a bowl of whitish mush that tastes somewhere between potatoes and cauliflower. Usually, the meat is raw, as the army does not see a point in cooking it when demons are capable of eating it raw, but they do cook it on special occasions. Then after I return to the room, I awaken Vaughn, and we eat breakfast. On most days, he has tactics meetings to attend, but if he does not, we usually talk about different things, or his friend Sarah sometimes visits.  Then, I usually tidy up the room a bit. After that, I usually go get dinner, which is usually the same as breakfast, except Vaughn’s meat is sometimes bigger, and the special cooked meat is more often served at dinner than breakfast. Then, we usually go to bed and talk, and perhaps cuddle for a bit until we go to sleep.

And you don’t do…other things with him?

Um…I’d prefer to keep the instances and frequency of my other duties private. A lady does not speak of matters of the bedchamber in polite company, Miss, and I do not know how many people will be privy to this conversation, so I must apologize for keeping such matters candid.

Yes, of course. But, if I may be so bold, how do you feel about your relationship with Vaughn, exactly? Both in terms of your statuses in the eyes of the other demons, as well as on a personal level?

Oh, I am very thankful to Vaughn for how kind he has been since he kidnapped me. We are very much infatuated with each other at this point, as far as I am concerned. Although, I do admit, I was a bit unhappy with him in the beginning, I have come to realize that everything he did was for my own benefit, in some way or another. Plus, he treats me much better than the other demons treat their pets. He is very gentle, and asks my permission before he…does certain things. He respects me, and treats me as if I actually have rights. Oh…I do hope he does not get into trouble again! I do so wish he would stop breaking rules for my sake…

I believe I already know the answer to this, but would you prefer the alternative? That he follows all the rules that pertain to you, and the way you are to be treated?

It’s okay, Aria. You don’t have to answer if you don’t w-

No, it is alright. I just needed to think for a moment. Yes, I do believe that I would prefer him to follow the rules…no matter what they may be. I do not wish for him to be punished because of me. He would still be the same Vaughn after all, so after he was done receiving from me that which I was expected to give, we would be able to go back to simply snuggling and talking about things…and he would comfort me and reassure me that he would have waited until I was ready, had he been given the choice. Furthermore, if he insists on breaking the rules, I would much rather take the punishment myself. Although the punishment given to me would most likely be much worse than that which is usually given to him… [sighs] I would rather take on punishment for my own actions than force it upon Vaughn. I could very easily pretend to be willing, to avoid punishment in the first place, but no. I must be so frightened and jittery, so it is my entire fault that he is being punished…

It’s okay, sweetie. It is a noble idea, but Vaughn is willingly taking the punishment specifically because he does not want you getting hurt.

I know. But that does not make me feel any less guilty. Vaughn has shown so much love to me, and I turn around had get him into trouble, because of my petty human modesties. I am a horrible slave, Miss.

You may be, but you are a wonderful girl, and should not allow anyone to tell you otherwise. You are beautiful, and smart, and brave when you wish to be, and you make Vaughn very happy. I should know; I’m your author.

Yes, I know… Thank you, Miss.

No problem at all. Now, would you like to say anything before I end the post?

No, I believe I have said plenty. I thank you for interviewing me, and I hope I was not too much of a bother.

Not at all, you were perfect, as always. J

 

Thank you for reading this interview. Although she was frightened a bit, I believe Aria very much enjoyed being given the opportunity to speak to you all. I hope you have enjoyed it, and I will see you again next post.

Fic-ing to the Finish

Hello again, everyone. As you all probably see, the world has not ended, so I get the chance to continue this lovely blog for your viewing pleasure. And by everyone, I mean Sabrina and any WriMos that stumble on this page from our off-season site. But, if you don’t fall into one of those categories, please leave a comment! I’d love to know I actually have other readers. :3

Anyway, I don’t know what all of you did on what might have become your last day in the overworld, but I spent it writing, Not just any writing, though. No, I had to make it special, in case Vaughn came and swept Sebby and I into Hael with him. No, I was writing fan fiction!

Now, I know you’re all rolling your eyes, but it’s not as bad as you might think. You see, this was more semi-cannonical fiction, not just a straight fanfic. For Christmas, I gave Sabrina’s two main characters, Mordecai and Dorothy, coupons for one free fanfic of their choosing. And before you ask, yes. We give our characters Christmas presents. We gave them a party over Skype, complete with a wierdo flailing around a mistletoe on a stick. It was fun. Problem?

Anyway, Miss Prismall decided to cash in on her gift yesterday. The premise was simple: write a story in which her fiance’, Mr. Mordecai Richmond, is a demon and kidnaps her like my character, Vaughn, kidnapped Aria. I, for one, think it’s a cute idea. Definitely sometime I can display proudly as my first fanfiction…not count my Gaia Online one because that was practically an original story anyway, with just a few references to events and characters from the site.

Anyway, I’m eight pages into Dorothy’s present, and still not done, though I believe I am getting close. When I went to bed last night, Dorothy and Morty were just entering Hael, and the only thing that happens after that is…um…Dorothy performing the first of her new “slave duties”. Not sure how Mordecai is going to feel about Dorothy’s present, but I know two women who are going to love it!

So, if there’s anyone out there, listening to me talking to a wall, I want you to answer a few questions for me, to stir up a little conversation. What is your opinion of fan fiction? Do you absolutely hate its existence, or do you think there can be a few diamonds in the rough? And where is the line between straight fan fiction, and an original story with borrowed characters? Is it still fan fiction if you’re writing side stories for an original story that you don’t personally consider canonical? Or, what if you know the rightful owner of the story personally, and they’re overseeing your work on it themselves? What is fan fiction, exactly?

My personal take on fan fiction is that it is a redeemable art, when placed in the right hands. Now, I don’t write or read fan fiction that often anymore because, yes, it is true that a majority of the fics out there are just adolescent girls writing stories about them making out with their favorite character, or yaoi/yuri fans shipping their favorite pair, and that much of it makes the reader want to dig their eyes out with a fork. However, when one is given the right structure, and enough wiggle room, fan fiction can be a great writing exercise. After all, reading a bunch of Harry-x-Draco stories may not be your cup of tea, but wouldn’t it be fun to write a story about your own adventures in Hogwarts? Or about one of Harry’s children, and how having such a famous father affected their life? They say that the best cure for writers block is to write, so why should it matter whether your inspiration comes in the form of a fantasy or a fanfic? Feel free to argue with me on these points, if you wish. It is just my personal opinion, and I’d love to hear some other ideas! 🙂

Oh, and one more thing before I leave, I’d like to thank Malik and his lovely girlfriend, Ariya, for saving our world from utter destruction. Now, would you two please stop mentally scaring your author? When you do it, I have to hear about it, and I have enough to handle with Vaughn and Aria. -_-;

Tales of the Moon

Hello there, guys and dolls, and welcome to my writing blog! My hopes for this blog are to post the (hopefully) beautiful short stories and poems I plan to write over the course of the year, and hopefully beyond. Whether these works are actually the wonderful things they appear to by in my head, or just hunks of crap that I throw at your feet, is entirely up to you. I’m perfectly aware that for every little gem I write, there’s going to be a whole crapton of junk ore and glass beads. And if you get that reference, congradulations,

So, who am *I*? Well, you probably don’t care, but I go by Moonstone. That is the only name you will get from me, unless you are one of my friends, from NaNo or otherwise. I enjoy writing, as should be obvious from the fact that I do NaNoWriMo, as well as reading. If you missed the reference above, then I will also tell you that I am a fan of the Harvest Moon series of games. I also like anime, My Little Pony, webcomics, Homestuck, and cryptozoology. When I’m writing, I usually listen to Steampunk or Dark Cabaret, or occasioally music I find on Bandcamp. I enjoy studying  the past, especially the 20’s, the Victorian Era, and the Renaissance. I also enjoy insanity and torture methods, so be csreful what you say around me. You may not be too happy with your cameo. *evil smile*

I can write almost anything that doesn’t require teenagers to hide it beneath their bed. Technically, I could write stuff that *did* need to be hidden, but I choose not to. I don’t know anything about *that* so anything I write about it would probably be fairly inaccurate. What I *do* choose to write is mostly fantasy. Cryptozoological fantasy, dream-based fantasy, magical girl fantasy…you name it, and I can probably write it. I also write more realistic fiction, too. The only problem is…my realistic fiction is usually either psychotic of severely depressing, In fact, most of my stories are either psychotic or depressing, but I’m trying to get out of that habit. >_>

Anyway, though I plan to have this be a creative writing blog, I have no guarentees it will be JUST that. It may have some descriptions of my novels, maybe some talk about the music I’m currently interested in, perhaps a discussion of a book I’ve read that inspired me. Also, you may see another person floating around here occasionally. My friend and fellow WriMo, Sabrina, might show up here and there, if something relevant happens involving her.  If that happens, I reccommend taking cover. When we’re together, things usually get wierd. Like gentleman zombie and shirtless demon fighting about grammer wierd…

Anyway, happy reading, everyone! And if you’re a fellowwriter, happy writing! ^_^