I really wanted to get Afferte Vita up today. Unfortunately I have come down with my first cold in about 7 years. Right now I’m playing the fun game of “Eat or Breathe” when I’m not trying to find a sleeping position that is comfortable. I ended up having to start over on Afferte Vita, but I won’t have it ready today like I wanted. As soon as I’m feeling better I’ll be able to dedicate more than a few minutes to it without wanting to nap or rip out my own sinuses.
I hope everyone has a safe and happy Halloween!
Okay, so here’s the deal. I got this idea for a one shot that I wanted to post for Halloween. I started writing it and really liked the way it was going. Then something truly bizarre and slightly horrifying happened. I heard a Taylor Swift song that doesn’t make me want to punch her in the face or put an ice pick in my ear. This is truly a first. I have been unable to get the damn song out of my head and for once, I actually don’t mind it. I’m actually ashamed of myself for liking the song. I rationalize this by telling myself that it’s not as immature as most of the other songs of hers I’ve heard. To any of you Taylor Swift fans that might be reading this, please don’t take it personally since this is just my opinion of her. I’m not a fan and this song – as much as I unexpectedly like it – isn’t going to turn me into one. I have a whole list of reasons why I don’t like her but I’ll spare you all that particular rant unless you want to hear it and then I’ll put that up on my personal blog instead.
Anyway, Style prompted me to write a fresh one shot and I wanted to tie it into the whole Halloween thing. I wasn’t until I was about halfway through writing Style that I realized it would make a great first part for the one shot I had already started. So I am going to need to do some rewriting on Afferte Vita, the original one shot I started, in order for it to make sense as a follow up to Style. But since I was able to finish Style tonight, I am hoping I will be able to get part two up for you late Friday night or sometime Saturday.
I’d link you to the video for the song but Taylor doesn’t allow embedding of her videos, so you’ll have to go hit up YouTube yourself if you want to hear the song. If not, I think you’ll do just fine.
Happy reading, kiddies!
Summary: Sookie goes along to Amelia’s appointment to meet a psychic. Sookie doesn’t want to know anything about her future, but is stunned when Marnie tells her something about her past… And it’s not just in regards to this lifetime.
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Anyone still out there? I know I promised a sequel to Dark Was the Night a few months ago. Things got insane at work. I wrote more about it on my personal blog if you’re interested in reading about that shizz. If you’re not, just please be patient with me. There’s only so many hours in a day and I’m a chick who likes her sleep.
I also realized the other day that I have been a part of this fandom for about six years now. The fact that I still have things to write for these characters is kind of amazing. I owe a lot of that to the music I listen to, the tv shows I watch and even just every day situations going on around me. It also helps that I have made some wonderful friends through this fandom and they are fantastically encouraging and sometimes in the kick in the ass I need. I’m not as active on Twitter as I used to be, or on tumblr, for that matter. I simply haven’t had the time.
I backed away, in part, because I realized that there were people I thought I could trust and they just ended up throwing shade when they thought I wasn’t looking. It’s petty, in my opinion. I don’t need to tear someone else down to make myself feel better about my choices. I don’t need to post thinly veiled blog entries, patting myself on the back for all the changes I’ve made in my life while taking subtle jabs at other people. Some people need that kind of validation and reassurance, I guess. I realize just how hypocritical that entire paragraph is. I just needed to get that off my chest because it’s been bugging the shit out of me for a while now.
One last thing… I have an idea bouncing around in my brain that would sort of be an homage to the Buffy verse in the way it would be told, assuming I don’t royally fuck it up. I’ve been asked before why I don’t write Buffy fic and the answer is simple: I don’t think I could do those characters justice. It’s not to say that everything in the Buffy verse is absolutely beyond reproach, because there are definitely things I wish I could change about it, but the characters all have such unique voices I just don’t think I could speak for them as well as I would need to. I feel more comfortable in the SVM universe. The thing is, I’ll probably need a beta for this. Someone to keep my in line, as it were, preferably someone who is good at checking continuity and also understands the flow of the Buffy verse. So if anyone is interested in possibly taking on my crazy ass (and by crazy, I really mean I have attention deficit disorder with a mild case of mental hoarding, when it comes to writing), please feel free to drop me a comment here and I’ll be more than happy to email you back.
For anyone who bothered to read through all of this and is anxious to see me post anything new, thank you for hanging in there. I appreciate any and all encouragement I get. It really means a lot to me.
What’s this?! A solo project? Pshaw! Except it is. Mostly. I admit that Missy jumped in for a few lines to write some of the Sookie dialogue but I’m slightly co-dependent on her. It’s a blessing and a curse, I tell ya!
If you’re following the Dirty Lemons story Lay Low I feel the need to share that the guy that Eric was based on is no longer working with me and I am so bummed about that. He’s such a nice guy and I miss him quite a bit. Thankfully, he’s turned me on to a few things outside of work so I have no doubt we’ll keep in touch but I’ll miss seeing him every day. Texting just isn’t the same. *le sigh*
Anyway… back to this one shot! So I went on a music downloading spree last week and one of my finds was from the Scorpions MTV Unplugged album. How did I find that? Well it starts with me being awesome. Throw in an eclectic taste in music and there you have it. Plus I’m a sucker for anything acoustic and I like the full rock version of the song. If you aren’t familiar with it, I put it on the page with the one shot so you can listen to it. I strongly advise you to because it’s a fantastic song.
I also advise you to go read Wifey’s newest hit, Repossessed. Do you guys have any idea how blessed I am to get these chapters before they get posted? Likewise, Wifey was instrumental in cheering me up the other day when I was feeling down about Mike’s last day. Stupid feels were getting the better of me. But an awesome hashtag came from our texting and a new theory for her defense was brainstormed for her inevitable arrest for stalking/kidnapping Skarsy.
If the bloody glove defense worked for O.J. it can work for Wifey. Judge Eric in the purple panties said so.
I could be a terrible person and make you wait until next year to find out what happens next, but I think I’ll have mercy. This is last chapter of Dark Was the Night. I’ll get started on Cold Was the Ground, the companion to this story, and hopefully I’ll have a chapter of that for you in a few days. I have to plot out the way I want it to work out in the end, but I have ideas bouncing around the old bean.
In the meantime, if I don’t get the post again before Mother’s Day, I hope all the mamas out there have a wonderful mother’s day with their loved ones. This year Mama Bear’s birthday lands on Mother’s Day. My crazy sister in Ohio has a birthday on Saturday and my mini-me cousin’s birthday is on Tuesday. Assuming I don’t kill anyone at work tomorrow or Saturday, it’s all gravy.
Sidenote: I also bought the new Zac Brown Band album yesterday and holy shitcakes is it fantastic. For those of you who aren’t familiar, they’re generally filed under country music but don’t dismiss them so quickly. This album has a little bit of everything on it. It lives up to its name, Jekyll & Hyde, that’s for damn sure. If you get a chance, check out a song called Dress Blues. Don’t be surprised if you see a one shot pop up because of it.
Happy reading loverfaces xoxo
Mango trees, really? Yes, really. Why? I’ll tell you why!
This is sounds like a one shot just waiting to be written by Wifey. No pressure or anything but seriously…
I think y’all are going to be amused by the newest vampire to join the Godric clan… That’s all I’m going to say about that. On with the storytelling!
Finally Wifey’s birthday is upon us! I apologize in the delay in posting but I had the weekend from hell at work and yesterday wasn’t much better. By the time I got home the last thing I wanted to do was look at a computer or fight with the laptop. But to make up for my slacking off I loaded up three chapters because the only thing better than one chapter is three, right?
I also just realized I forgot to send Wifey her birthday text so I have to go send her a ton of emoticons in place of calling her and terrorizing her with my terrible singing. I am quite certain that would be our first and last phone conversation. Someday I’ll make it to the east coast and then God help us all…
A.K.A. Defense exhibit A.
In the meantime, I hope Wifey has been having a fantastic birthday and you all are enjoying the unfolding of her epic present. I don’t know how I am going to top this, short of kidnapping Skarsy and stashing him in her garden shed out back so he can stand guard over Squirrely Girl.
I sipped the Kool-Aid and boy am I glad I did because OMG is this shit fun! Such a simple concept… Although I have to say so far Paul Rudd is the champ to beat. If you haven’t seen the lip sync battle he had with Jimmy Fallon on the Tonight Show, you are missing out. You can definitely find it on YouTube. Oh hell…
It’s perfection. Really.
But just in case you don’t share my love for my new favorite thing, here’s a little of my old favorite thing.
So as I was chillin’ like a villain at home yesterday (after pulling an employee of the month move by voluntarily going in to work to finish up payroll and make my boss’s life a little easier on what turned out to be a shitbomb of a day there) I ended up catching most of an old episode of Behind the Music on VH1 Classic.
No, not that. The real show. It was a remastered edition of the Hall & Oates episode. If you don’t know who Hall & Oates is, you might be too young to be reading my work. Just saying.
Anyway… as you all know, Wifey loves her pop culture references. You know, like this…
If you can throw the ’80s in with that? Well shit, son. So thanks to VH1 Classic I now have this friggin’ song clouding up my brain matter.
WE’RE ALL GOING TO SUFFER TOGETHER, GODDAMMIT!
Or you can skip the video and go straight to the new chapter.
Day 2 of Wifey’s birthdaypalooza is upon us! I didn’t know it until today but this happened. Our favorite Swede is returning to television for the fifth season of American Horror Story. I look at that as somewhat of a joint birthday gift since Wifey’s and mine are so close together. I think that’s fair, right? Right. Know what else is fair? Letting you all have the next chapter of Dark Was the Night, so here it is.
Oh, and if you click the “next” button at the bottom of the most recent chapter posted, it’s not going to work until I put up the next chapter. It’s a tease. I know. I’m evil. Line forms to the left lol