Sep. 24th, 2016 01:42 am
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Welcome to my journal! This is an odd mix of fanfiction (mainly for Supernatural), original fiction, and life commentary. I try to be interesting, bouncy, and not too crazy. Below is my master list of fic, which will hopefully become fatter soon. 



Freak Camp: A Monster By Any Other Name
         -AU Supernatural novel written with [ profile] lavinialavender , posted at [ profile] freac_camp  

Shorter Work

Masterlist )
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An original poem about what I often want in a good book. Or a fanfic. Or a poem. 

I don't want my book to make me think; I want it to make me BLEED... )
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Title: Sucasanna's Son
SHIELD CITY (prequel)
 I admit I have borrowed, bought, and stolen ideas my whole long life, but I claim this conglomerate, piecemeal mess as mine.
Haylan Sucasanna
language, references to attempted rape and incest
Word count:
Haylan Sucasanna has reasons to hate being his mother's son.
Beta Credit: [ profile] lavinialavender read it over, but I expect my errors will creep out the second I post this...
Author notes:
This presents of Haylan's obsessions and character before he leaves home more than it is a story. What you need to know: his parents were both half-demons, so he is part-succubus/incubus, and lives in a small community of other demon-bred. His relationship with his family and the people around him more complex that this note can handle. Hopefully it makes sense in the fic. Concrit is welcome.

He was raised with monsters, but the only one he’s even been afraid of is her. )
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 I think that joining Live Journal has let me embrace both imperfection and also a level of creepiness that usually I have to think about for a long time before I'm comfortable showing it around.

Where did this come from? Not sure. I've been thinking about Steampunk for a while—a fascinating blend of genres and ideas— and also got a D. H. Lawrence book-on-tape from the library today. Also thinking about Howling Mad Murdock from the A-Team. And these combined into this creepy flash fic fragment? Perhaps so.

Title: Two Malts Please. Chocolate.
insanity? McDonald's?
Word count:
Author notes: 
original fic; no beta; uncertain antecedents (see above); undetermined future.

When she speaks it reminds him of poetry, but something dark... )When she speaks it reminds him of poetry, but something dark... )
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In real life, I've lost an appendix and feel pretty much like crap, except for moments like this when I throw coherency to the wind and take a pain pill (in which case the word becomes all soft and warm, blurry and my back and stomach stop hurting).

In the other real world, I haven't been writing much (note the blurry part under pain pills), but my brain has been buzzing and apparently likes being in creepy world.

I was reading someone else's work (I don't think they are on LJ) and there were severed arms, so I wrote something about severed arms, not at all connected to the inspiration. Showed it to [ profile] lavinialavender and she said "You should post it!"

Original flash fiction, untitled, some profanity, and, yo, severed arms and obsession

So Something about severed arms )


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