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So, a couple days ago I was in a car going to Munich and had a lot of time to think. I was writing, too, not FC, unfortunately, but Shield City, an old, yet ongoing story that stumbles and wallows in its own details and the fact that I started it AGES ago. Certain things that were Canon and Truth when I was 13 are simply not true any more. Like, you know, the PLOT.

Anyway, I was scribbling, trying AGAIN to figure out what was going on (I'm attacking the Original Story again, though maybe after writing Freak Camp I'll have gained the skills to write about Halex Doversigh without getting hopelessly depressed) when I realized that one of my secondary characters, Haraan Demonrider (aka Shaman Emeritus of Windgrass Clan, aka Shane Rider's grandfather) is a chaotic, amusing, trickster pain-in-the-ass (think The Trickster, SPN style) crossed with a religious bigot. Or possibly Jeremiah of the Old Testament merged with Firesong from the Valdemar books by Mercedes Lackey.

I've always really liked Haraan (or, as I tend to think of him, "Shane's Grandfather") but he makes 98% of people he meets nervous, pissed off, or both.  And, to be honest, I'm not exactly sure who the 2% are, or in what situations he meets them. He's going to be a bit more difficult to write than I originally suspected. Or maybe a bit more fun.
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 Sometimes I get excited about things, and my characters think I'm a bloody idiot.

Had a moment with Haylan (Sucasanna) today, because he got a fic posted, and my music is on random, more or less (I'm playing according to playcount, but I keep changing the keyword, so I gradually hear more and more obscure music from the depths of iTunes).

Haylan Sucasanna, songs from "Jekyll and Hyde", completely shot down )
Hmm, hopefully this post doesn't make me sound too nuts. Ah, well.
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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 went to a funeral and a wedding reception today and feel that I have completed some kind of cycle of life.

The funeral was for a highly respected member of our church, and it was wonderful, the kind of funny, sad, renewing funeral that everyone should live their life to have. I sang in the choir (last minute alto, woo hoo! Thank goodness for How Great Thou Art), ate funeral lunch (always delicious, and fattening) and helped take down the hall after the family had left again. 

Then exercised, showered, etc, and drove to my best friend's brother's wedding where I ate (very rare steak and lots of coffee), danced, chatted up perfect strangers (and mostly-perfect strangers), and then eventually picked up my friend's 4-yr-old nephew and drove him home and put him to bed (this is the reason I was at the wedding in the first place; because my friend is not actually in the country at the moment. Miss her). 

It was a productive day, full of happiness, and helping people and actual human interaction (thank God!). When the only people I see on a daily basis are the kids I watch and my parents, it feels sometimes like I've forgotten how to actually talk to people.

On a side note, I think I have to put more thought into what I want read at my funeral (I'm not sure that this is morbid. More detail oriented?). Because for the Old Testament reading I was going to go for my favorite Bible verse: Jer 20: 7-14, but today I realized that funerals are about comfort and remembrance and maybe "You have duped me Lord!" is not the best way to start out (even though the passage eventually gets into the call of God in the heart).

Last night I wrote, and one of my main characters is apparently the mysterious, handsome hero of his own romance novel. I mean, I knew Haylan had it in him, but didn't expect to find it so soon after finding his baseline of misery.


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