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My name is Laura and I have a brain tumor. [Apr. 27th, 2011|10:08 pm]

[current mood |accomplished]

And here's some of it.

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Not fortnight prompts! Just prompts! [Jan. 4th, 2011|07:50 pm]

[current mood |artistic]

Since the most active member of our community expressed a desire to write short stories, and we haven't really been doing the fortnight prompts, I thought I'd post a couple phrases I encountered recently that made me think "hey, that'd be a good starting point for a short story idea." So here you go.

1. "arsenic in the water supply"
2. "addicted to online shopping"
3. "our hate for each other is so strong it must have been written in the stars"

So there are my random ideas, pulled from various overheard conversations, standout lines from works of fiction, etc. Use or abuse as you see fit.
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Monster [Mar. 7th, 2010|10:29 pm]

[current mood |accomplished]
[current music |Monster by Lady Gaga]

Hey, I wrote another story. Damn. I'm just on fire lately. This one is a lot longer than the other one, too.

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Let's Get Sandy [Feb. 23rd, 2010|07:04 pm]

[current mood |sadsad]
[current music |The Broken by Coheed and Cambria]

Yo, I wrote something. A completed something, too. Believe it.

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FORTNIGHTS ARE BACK! ARE YOU READY?! (#14) [Jan. 5th, 2010|07:57 pm]

[current mood |excitedexcited]
[current music |Pop the Glock by Uffie]

And, with NaNo out of the way and our one-month prompt-free bumper over, it's time to return to our regularly scheduled FORTNIGHT PROMPTS! As a special way to ring in the new decade, we're doing...


This is gonna be a little different from past prompts because you're gonna need to commit if you want to participate. If you decide to, post a comment. Come up with a picture to give to someone else, and you in return shall receive a picture. And then you use that picture as your prompt! (This can work even with an odd number of people, since we can just rotate.)

Now, I know that the only people who would even possibly do this are me, Rosalie, and Friedman. But you know, that's cool if it's just up. Comment away to let me know.
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(no subject) [Jul. 8th, 2009|07:54 pm]

[current mood |accomplished]
[current music |Famous Last Words by My Chemical Romance]

Here's a meme of some sort. Basically, you take the word provided, and write ONE SENTENCE inspired by it. This was originally a fanfiction/shipping-related thing, but I figured I'd use it as some inspiration/prewriting for Moonlit Streets. I'll probably do this later with some other canons since it's so damn fun. I'd like to see what you guys can come up with, too.

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(no subject) [Jul. 5th, 2009|09:44 pm]

[current mood |accomplished]
[current music |The Blue Channel by Taking Back Sunday]

This is me doing that meme Rosalie posted, except I don't have all that many WIPs, so I'll also do things I've finished.

Moonlit Streets
Graduating high school was a big deal for me, but it seemed to be an even bigger deal for my family, who liked to celebrate everything with over-the-top parties.

The Plan
His name was Eric Sordeau, age 28.

Eternal Hellfire
The day the world found out about my superpowers started like any other, which is, I suppose, the most stereotypical thing I could possibly say about the whole affair.

Fiorenza Lowman was texting in math class.

Manly Firmness
“What’s your opinion on the monocle? Left side or right?”

Plaid Jacket Kids (because I wrote the first line of this one)
Francine trudged reluctantly into the suspicious-looking old Value Land, her pink Chucks squeaking on the overenthusiastically-washed floor.

Silver Dreams
This is the most horrible family party of all time, I texted my older sister.

Cooking with Zombies
As Lucie mopped the spilled dregs of the coffee pot from the black marble countertop, the phone rang.

“That’s so ghetto!”

Strange Magic
The People’s Republic of China is one seriously huge country.

Waxing Gibbous
The windows at Kilton Hardware were so thick that the sunlight streaming into the room got trapped and kept bouncing around, making the store even more unbearably hot with every passing minute.
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(no subject) [Jun. 15th, 2009|08:50 pm]

[current mood |crazycrazy]
[current music |Godfather's Lollipop by Shabutie (official theme song of this tumor?)]

Let's get rambly! So today I was taking my math final (well, sort of taking it) and mid-math-problem, my brain was attacked by a BRAIN TUMOR OF EPIC PROPORTIONS.
It's different from other ideas I've had before- it's definitely way more adult.
And, gosh. I don't even know. Werewolves! Prostitution! New Jersey!
I'm just going to ramble on about the idea now.

So the main character is Vanessa Palmer, who lives in California in a lovely McMansion with her rich-ass parents, and I think it starts off at her graduation party, and she's all excited to go to New Jersey. Because Vanessa is pretty punk rock, and she doesn't want to be a spoiled rich kid anymore, she wants to experience the real world by living in the city.
And so she's going to college in River City, NJ. (River City is unrelated to the Scottish television drama of the same name, but it's only a working title anyway.) So the city is kind of like Paterson or Camden- poor as all hell, closely packed, dirty, either depressingly rainy or swelteringly hot, pretty much all the time.
And so she's getting ready to go to college there, and she arrives there and PRESTO! Mugged by Julian Valdez, who is a werewolf.
So she's left without any money, or her phone, or anything.
And she kinda wanders around looking for a police station but she meets this guy, Matt, who is a nice guy and offers to let her stay with him since it's really not safe to wander the streets like that.
So what do you know, she moves into his crappy apartment with him, and it turns out she's right next door to Julian, who pretty much keeps her from going to the police via threats of violence.
So obviously he's a pretty bad guy, but she's also weirdly attracted to him.
She meets his girlfriend, Melanie, and they kinda become friends.
At this point, she has no money, so she starts working at a strip joint, and then starts offering "extra services," which later becomes her main gig.
And she continues hanging out with Julian's crowd, and they eventually hook up behind Melanie's back. Also, he ends up biting her during sex, and she gets all pissed off at him for turning her into a werewolf.
But Matt is falling for her, too, which gets pretty awkward when he becomes one of her clients.
So there's this pretty big tangled web of relationships and angst. I just know it ends with her deciding to spend her "plane ticket back to California" money on a guitar instead.

And that's that. I'm kind of disturbed that all of this violence and sex came from my own brain. Well, it's going to get written.
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nishuukan kobu muttsu [May. 19th, 2009|10:36 am]

[current mood |awake]
[current music |It's My Skin by Lady on the Case]

Hey kids, here's our sixth Fortnight Prompt:

If you can't read it, that's "Ring Dings and Wingdings" written on Rosalie's wrist.
Now go, create something.
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(no subject) [May. 5th, 2009|09:24 pm]

[current mood |blankblank]
[current music |The Crowing by Coheed and Cambria]

First off---


There, now that that's taken care of, I can share some musings about my
biggest project-to-be, Really Long As-Yet-Untitled Series With Ingrid and Dominick.
Well, now even that quasi-name won't cut it anymore, because I was thinking of turning four former side characters into narrators as well.
A six-narrator series?
I'll put up some character descriptions and you can be the judge.

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