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centerspire...but, it feels like it. With Mom in town and working long shifts, and weird house guests, it's been CRAZY!!
First and foremost, I was not alone on Christmas, and that was the best present of all.
Mom gave me a new palm pilot with a cool keyboard to go with
XBOX!!!!! And Buttercup gave me ROTK (but I suck pretty hard at it
Alias S2 (thank goodness, I was starting to get worried)
New rugs and towels for my newly painted bathroom (you know, lavender and maroon don't really go together)
Handmade scarf and earrings from Les
The first box of Unfortunate Events and Eragon
I got lots of other little stuff, but that's the main stuff. It was a good holiday, I just wish Mom and I could have gotten out and done more.
I wrote my first 100 word fic a couple weeks ago. I was going to give it to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rainpuddle13 for Christmas, but her computer crashed and my mom came, so I didn't get it posted. I'll post it now as a "sorry you have a mouse in the house" present. Hope your kitty catches it/them.
100 words. D/G (for pud, of course). PG. I'd tell you how it was inspired, but I don't want to get laughed at, so I'll just say the muse visited.
Cold
He is cold-blooded. Sometimes, she wonders if he is even human. His icy kisses embrace her neck. She knows he feels a fire inside. She's seen the spark in his eye. But she gave up long ago believing that the fire is for her.
She is his refuge, his escape. His touch burns her skin, belies the cool exterior. He wants her, wants to be with her...but he wants something else more. She sees him flinch, grasp his arm, watches him move toward her.
"Ginny," he pleads.
"Draco," she demands.
He kisses her forehead. And leaves her cold.
First and foremost, I was not alone on Christmas, and that was the best present of all.
Mom gave me a new palm pilot with a cool keyboard to go with
XBOX!!!!! And Buttercup gave me ROTK (but I suck pretty hard at it
Alias S2 (thank goodness, I was starting to get worried)
New rugs and towels for my newly painted bathroom (you know, lavender and maroon don't really go together)
Handmade scarf and earrings from Les
The first box of Unfortunate Events and Eragon
I got lots of other little stuff, but that's the main stuff. It was a good holiday, I just wish Mom and I could have gotten out and done more.
I wrote my first 100 word fic a couple weeks ago. I was going to give it to
rainpuddle13 for Christmas, but her computer crashed and my mom came, so I didn't get it posted. I'll post it now as a "sorry you have a mouse in the house" present. Hope your kitty catches it/them.100 words. D/G (for pud, of course). PG. I'd tell you how it was inspired, but I don't want to get laughed at, so I'll just say the muse visited.
Cold
He is cold-blooded. Sometimes, she wonders if he is even human. His icy kisses embrace her neck. She knows he feels a fire inside. She's seen the spark in his eye. But she gave up long ago believing that the fire is for her.
She is his refuge, his escape. His touch burns her skin, belies the cool exterior. He wants her, wants to be with her...but he wants something else more. She sees him flinch, grasp his arm, watches him move toward her.
"Ginny," he pleads.
"Draco," she demands.
He kisses her forehead. And leaves her cold.
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Date: 2004-01-09 10:11 am (UTC)I feel so loved today!! I needed that!!! *big huges hugs*
There is a lot of emotion in those 100 words. You captured an exact moment spot on. Very beautiful. *sigh*
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Date: 2004-01-09 10:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-09 11:49 am (UTC)no subject
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