Danielle's Other Other OTHER Online Journal

Nothing witty today. Am trying to catch up between studying for Bio Test.

Jenn

Title: Friends and Allies
Challenge: #306: Five Senses: Smell
Word Count: 5 x 100
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: None.
Summary: Remus makes a plan, finds replacement travel friend.

Title: Chasing the Wolf, X
Challenges: smell snape100, Ministry of Magic lupin100
Word Count: 100
Note: this continues the de-aged Snape plot begun a couple of weeks ago. He is now a teenager physically but still lacks most of his memories.



Lupin did not react immediately. Severus pressed closer, drinking in the scent of his shaving lotion. Images flashed through his brain: werewolf, man, boy, adult, teacher, lover -

"No. No!" Remus yanked free with a desperate shove. "You're a child! Stop it!"

"I'm not a child." Severus' voice was deeper now, his hair longer. He watched as Remus' eyes widened at the changes. "The more I'm with you, the closer I am to myself. You know I'm right."

"The Ministry lists you - "

"The Ministry can go hang." Severus touched his cheek. "Don't send me back."

"I - "


TBC…and yes, for those who have followed so patiently, the end is in sight. :D

Title: One Dark And Stormy Evening
Pairing: Al/Scorpius
Rating: NC-17 for language, graphic sex
Word Count: about 2,050
Summary: Al and Scorpius drink Polyjuice to look like their dads; hilarity and fucking ensue.
Warnings: They're both 17 and acting their age.  Does teenage stupidity need a warning? 
Disclosure Statement: two large bags of Chili Cheese Fritos and a nice bottle of Riesling were killed in the making of this fic. 
Notes and thanks: Happy belated birthday, Jana!  I tried to combine your present with this month's drunken fanfic challenge -- hence the title, stolen from the prompt -- but didn't get off my arse in time to post it there, so it morphed into something even stranger.  Hope you enjoy it.  :D

ETA: Jana got the bunny for this fic from bryoneybrynn 's hilarious work of staggering genius, Another...and Another...and, Fuck It, Just Leave Me the Bottle.  It's 1,200 words of sheer brilliance.

Post is up a little bit early. I have classes tomorrow and yeah, I'm hoping that you all are having fun and driving your characters through the paces.

Jenn

Title: Chasing the Wolf, IX
Challenges: smell snape100, Ministry of Magic lupin100
Word Count: 100
Note: this continues the de-aged Snape plot begun a couple of weeks ago. He is now a teenager physically but still lacks most of his memories.


"Don't you understand?" Severus all but shouted. "The only way I'm going to remember is if you're around! You were the one who took me to the Shrieking Shack - "

" - where you nearly choked on the scent of your own blood." Lupin's collar was open enough to show the Ministry identification tattoo. "You have friends, a home, a fresh start. Why do you want to remember?"

"Because it's my life! You're part of it! I - "

Lupin had gone sheet-white. "No. Maybe before, but not now. Severus - "

Severus grabbed his face and kissed him.

Title: I Thought You...
Challenge: #306: Five Senses: Smell
Word Count: 5 x 100
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: None.
Summary: Rope Snake makes some unpleasant discoveries about the Differences of Species. Remus does a lot of Thinking.

I've hit 7500+, then restarted so now my count is 3100+. Am tired, hungry and sleepy. Post is up for the day fine ladies and gents.

Title: Chasing the Wolf, VIII
Challenges: smell snape100, Ministry of Magic lupin100
Word Count: 100
Note: this continues the de-aged Snape plot begun a couple of weeks ago. He is now a teenager physically but still lacks most of his memories.


"Remus!" Andromeda appeared on the stairs. "Young man, whoever you are - "

"I'm Severus - "

"Both of you, quiet!" Andromeda glared them both into silence. "Clearly you have something to discuss. Kindly do so in a normal tone of voice so my grandson can nap."

"Andromeda, I - "

"The garden is soundproofed against the neighbors. I believe the Ever-Scented Rose is still blooming, no thanks to those goons at the Ministry." She looked every inch a Black as she pointed dramatically to the rear of the house.

Severus made a face and complied. Lupin hesitated, then followed.

Come on guys, even if we're falling face down on our beds tonight. Got to get those word counts in. It's only Day 4.

Title: Needs
Author: alisanne
Pairing: Severus Snape/Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for snape100's prompt #306: The (traditional) five senses: smell
Word Count: 100
Warnings: Sneaky!Severus
Beta: sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.

Needs

So yea, I'm a awake but a but grouchy. Both my mom and my dad have very early morning exercise and be at work schedules. I'm glad that they're exercising and not letting their lack of weight loss put them off their diets or exercise routine. I don't mind being vaguely awake and aware of those grumblings when they're moving around. I don't really mind when they call out to talk to me and make me fully awake either but I can't fall back asleep and when they leave I'm just tired and grouchy with nothing to do

It's all good, I'll drink tea later and life will pick up.

As a side note now that my facebook picture hunt addiction is over and my try to revive the insanejournal has proven it's not enough (can only post so often, sometimes I have nothing to say, not committed enough for a nanowrite, and can only respond to some friends and coms) I am addicted to facebook apps. I've got cafe world, farmville, fish town, and happy fish. I have others that I tried and just didn't make it to the temp addiction phase. So yeah I'm a little lame.

Moved around all my icons again. Since I only have about 100 free slots whenever I plan a massive update I delete a few I'm not using and add in the newbies. Sometimes i have more space at the end of the swap around. My fannish icons are getting less and less these days but I think that's because I'm not participating in the fandom as much as I should/thought I would. Need to find some Dollhouse and Fringe groups stat.

In other related notes, I've been slowly backdating old journals I never posted because I didn't have internet and journals I wrote by hand.  While going through my Senior high school journal I realized that beyond being pretentious and righteous and a know it all I sometimes had interesting thoughts and connections, but there's a lot of muck to rake through first.  

Also thanks to my backdating, all my Wyoming journals are off the first page of my journal.   There's more in between I should type in but I'm stuck at a particularly angsty journal I don't want to write in or look at again maybe ever. C'est la vie. 

Finished my application for an educator's liscence.  Hopefully the second set of tests will be worked up and graded soon and I'll have everything I need to start applying for jobs.  It's not an ideal time to hunt but we've all got our crosses to bear on that front.  Minimally tutoring of some sort should be approachable.

Title: Chasing the Wolf, VII
Challenges: smell snape100, Ministry of Magic lupin100
Word Count: 100
Note: this continues the de-aged Snape plot begun a couple of weeks ago. He is now a teenager physically but still lacks most of his memories.


"You should be at Hogwarts." Lupin hitched his paper sack of nappies up on his hip. A headline from the afternoon Prophet was just visible: Ministry Welcomes New Auror Class. "I'll owl Minerva when - "

"You should be there, too." Severus came close enough to smell the wind and the rain in on his wind cheater. "Why did you leave?"

Lupin did not meet his eyes. "I have other responsibilities. You, on the other - "

" - I remember more every day, but I can't make sense of it. You - "

Upstairs, a baby began to cry.

Post is up. Hope you all are having fun trucking through NaNo.

Trick or Treat! Well, the Turks tricked and Soldier treated, but in the end Avalanche came away with the candy haul. They win the trophy this week with 10 points.

This week's prompt is #121 - Bulwer-Lytton

This week, you may write any type of drabble you like, but there is a twist. You must write it in the style of Bulwer-Lytton!

So, throw together your best dramatic flair, your redundancies, your confusing sentences and run-on sentences, you know, the ones that don't make sense in one reading but hit you like a freight train in the middle of the night when you are trying to sleep but can't because of how much caffeine that you had in the early hours before the chiming of the clock at the strike of twelve.

Write us a dark and stormy night at the Seventh Heaven or ShinRa headquarters or the strange little spaces that the Turks call home but don't admit to for all the cockroaches running in the walls like mice on a quest for peanut butter. Or hit us with a battle between foes so vengeful that you wouldn't think their feud would even make it to the battlefield.

Regardless of the scene that you paint, not with oils and acrylics that tend to dry out before you get off your lazy ass to use them, but with the words well crafted like that of a frenzied fan fiction writer that has had too much Mountain Dew, write us a drabble in the manner of Bulwer-Lytton. Give us your worst (and by happenstance, your best) in just 100 words.

And here is a link to those unfamiliar to Bulwer-Lytton: Wikipedia ahoy!

Mod note: for those that like to play on LJ as well, we now have the community there - here is the profile! Basically, all new prompts will be posted here whereas past prompts will be copied and pasted from here to there in the order that they were assigned. Does that even make sense? ><

Title: Chasing the Wolf, VI
Challenges: taste snape100, werewolves of London lupin100
Word Count: 100
Note: this continues the de-aged Snape plot begun a couple of weeks ago. He is now a teenager physically but still lacks most of his memories.


The house in Notting Hill smelt of many things: chocolate (Lupin), books (Andromeda?), baby food and baby powder (Lupin's offspring), a man who wasn't Lupin (Did Andromeda have a boyfriend? Did Lupin?). Severus huddled on a bench in the entry hall and pulled out a textbook. He was barely scraping by in Astronomy and -

The door opened. Lupin shut the door before the chilly air blew in.

"Andromeda? I picked up the Prophet. You would not believe what the Ministry - "
He froze at the sight of Severus. "What are you doing here?"

Severus stood. "Waiting for you."

Title: follow your nose to wherever
Challenge: #306: Five Senses: Smell
Word Count: 5 x 100
Rating: PG
Pairing: None.
Summary: points of departure

Daily post for those who are posting, well daily. Ignore the ramblings, ired and feeling it.

Jenn

Title: Strange Night
Pairing/Characters: Cloud
Team: Avalanche
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Author's Note: A bit more Dia de las Muertas than Halloween, but enh.

Dusk, and two candles burned side by side in the church window. Cloud lit a third and set it in its holder by the others, a silver taper too-tall and awkward beside the black and pink pillars already spilling their light generously over the sill.

Harvest Night was supposed to be the night when ghosts walked the world to visit their loved ones. Cloud was not superstitious, but he knew better than most that hope came in strange forms. He kept his vigil by candlelight, and in their glow imagined that his own loved ones were coming to see him.

(Remember: drabble posts now appear on livejournal and insanejournal and dreamwidth)

Challenge #306: "The (Traditional) Five Senses: Smell" This week's challenge is the fourth of five prompts related to the five traditional human senses. You can build your drabble around Snape's sense of smell, the odors associated with Amortentia, what an Animagus with enhanced olfactory senses might smell when Snape walks in the room, or anything else you want as long as you focus on Snape and Smell.

It just occurred to me that some of our Wrimos are in other countries. Oops, it was Bubblehead!Jenn there for a moment. She makes appearances around birthdays too. I'm pre-marking it for midnight. Have at fellow writers.

So here is the daily word count post.

So I passed the math portion of the teacher's test. I don't know about the English junk yet as it's a new test and they hold on to it forever, but hey the math part is good and that was the part I was worried about. Go me!

How to survive NaNoWriMo - Ten Rules
(With minimal damage to limbs, family and sanity)

1. Find a comfortable writing spot. Preferably two or three. (I like the big chair in the den, the Borders Cafe, and of course my room.)
2. Keep something to drink constantly. Water, juice, coffee, energy drinks, you pick your poison of choice.
3. When your fingers start to hurt, get up. You can't write if you can't type. This would be an excellent time to get a voice recorder and make your S.O. type for you. Get's them involved.
4. Take out meals, one-pot meals, and any kind of soup you can put in a crock pot are a must. You wanted to try that Vegan Chilli? Go for it.
5. Get up and move. Stiff joints are no good for anyone. Every hour that you're writing, get your butt up and stretch.
6. Eye drops, lots of eye drops. I prefer Rohto V and Similasan.
7. Keep music. I suggest several playlists. One for general writing mayhem, one for passionate scenes, and one for when you want to throttle every character in your novel.
8. Keep your writing area neat. Otherwise when you go to pull up those notes, they may be in Saskatchewan.
9. Shower. Bathe. Just keep clean. A miasma of funk only gets you sprayed with Febreeze and that stings the eyes.
10. Spend time with your loved ones. They'll appreciate it more after not seeing you for a few days. Pets are included in this list.

Those are my 10 rules on how to survive NaNo. Good luck and good novelling.

Jenn

My brother is a terrible writer, as I think I mentioned last week. It's not that he can't write, but he needs some one on one focus and some very specific but simple training. All of that is ok. He and I are working on it and I really think he could be in gear for the limited writing he'll do in college with an engineering major.

I suppose I should say that he and I were working on it. My mom took over, partly because Kyle wasn't smart enough to plan so that I could really look at the work and partly because she doesn't like when others are in control of what's hers .

He has rolling admissions and someone needs to push him through this. He couldn't or wouldn't do it on his own. She might have just felt like she had some momentum left after Kyle needed her to look at the common app and pushed through. I don't really know.

What I do know is that she stopped being "helpful" to the cause yesterday. She's fine at correcting but she doesn't get the kind of one on one detail work that needs to be done. She doesn't get that because you can correct it all in one draft doesn't mean you should (not if you want Kyle to pull something from the mess anyway). She doesn't get that oral correction is like you never did anything. She doesn't get that even written corrections just don't get translated over to the paper because Kyle can't copy word for word and he's so unsure about his work and his own instincts he won't correct stuff in the essay that doesn't make sense to him because he knows that's part of what you wrote down so the not making sense bit is all in his head.

Basically she doesn't get that beyond coaching Kyle in writing and compensating for some of his learning disabilities, I'm coaching him in confidence and doing my utmost to make sure that he understands, can do what I did, and feels good about where he is and the progress he's making. It isn't easy and I don't lie to him about anything. If it's bad I say so, but the trick is not to belabor that point. I tell him we all come in at different starting points and there's nothing we can do about where we start, we can only do something about where we move to. I always stress that we can move this to A work The piece is going to finish strong. I focus on the improvements from last time how he stopped doing x and that was great or I could tell he understood and really worked to keep tense together. To be honest how he picks up and integrates what he understands is very promising.

Anyway, my mom has been yelling for two days and it's getting more insulting and personal each day. We all know she has her limits and snaps. We all knew she'd already broken down on this issue once and was therefor more likely to go crazy over it a second time.

I don't get it. I don't understand what she thinks she'll accomplish yelling at Kyle telling him he's stupid and he can't do the work and his attempts are pathetic. I don't get how I can sit and explain what I'm doing, why I'm doing it and point to some positive results and she can still come in and shit on it all.

I don't get what Kyle was thinking when he didn't jump on this after the first time she went ape shit crazy. I know how demotivating she can be. I know she can shake you in a lot of cruel and hard ways. You know I get the hesitation and I get that the quality of work is going to be less than it was before because now you're shaky. I don't get not trying to dodge all the abuse and crazy you can.

I don't get the whole deal.

I'm all over the place these days. I'm still working, but I'm more on my last leg than I ever was. At least, for a long time now. I've never looked forward to going to work, but since the manager change, it's been even more so. I'm looking at my options and I've printed out numerous copies of my resume, but I'm completely lost. I really don't know what to do. *sighs*

I'm more depressed than anything else.

And this is exactly what this is, my depression and anxiety going untreated. I would love more than anything to be on medication and possibly have a nice stint in a lovely, controlled nuthouse somewhere. Or maybe just see a therapist, but I could use almost any reason to get away from daily life. I just can't afford any of that.

Am headed back to work for my second shift of the day and will try not to go crazy. I'm looking forward to tomorrow's (Saturday, October 31, 2009) potentially offensive costume. I do look rather cute in it, if I do say so. Which I do. :)

Danielle

I finally went out to snag a Halloween costume and what should I stumble upon? Trek costumes, of course. And... Michael Jackson, but this post isn't about him or vampires or race car drivers or any of that other stuff I didn't take pictures of.

It's about Trek and our local contributions to starting the little ones on their lifetime journey of loving ST.

<-- Is this your kid??? It should be!

( Cut to save your lists. )

Title: Chasing the Wolf, V
Challenges: taste snape100, werewolves of London lupin100
Word Count: 100
Note: this continues the de-aged Snape plot begun a couple of weeks ago. He is now a teenager physically but still lacks most of his memories.


Andromeda lived in a charming Victorian row house that had once been used in a Muggle film. He stared at the neatly kept planting tubs flanking the front door - did he really want to do this? - before banging the knocker.

"Yes?" Andromeda opened the door. "If you're collecting for the Scouts - "

"Andromeda." He stepped inside before she could move. "It's Severus - yes, I know, I'll explain later. Where is Remus Lupin?"

She took a deep, steadying breath. "He's at Zivotosky's grocery buying nappies for Teddy."

Severus swallowed the taste of fear. "I'll wait."

Title: a few drops for understanding
Challenge: #305: Five Senses: Taste
Word Count: 5 x 100
Rating: PG
Pairing: None.
Summary: there’s a potion for everything

My mom and I have been talking about this Halloween party we're putting together since September. It's really very sweet that she's trying to share my enthusiasm and general need of this holiday. Its the one Christian holiday that was never ruined by some sort of whatever junk that's tainted all the others. You know all that junk that's covered them which generally result in me having a bunch a panic attacks and nervous break downs and general freak outs as they come closer.

I mean my connection to this one holiday in the most secular of views is probably one of those big subconscious things that tipped the scale in favor of some neo-paganism classic where I can celebrate Halloween as a big party. A culmination of last year and a clean start on the new year. Beyond the party and the food and all that I'm really trying to focus on that last bit. I need a new start. I need to let go of what I'm carrying and reconnect with some of the good energies and things that I used to sense so naturally. I thought that I could do that without a mile marker, but since I can't, I'm hopeful that the little addition will help.

Anyhow, I'm cooking for a party this year. My brother and his little friends are coming over. The food is mostly weight watchers friendly because I really do want to help my mom with her diet. I want to rent out the Rocky Horror, Evil Dead, and Rosemary's Baby. All classic movies Kyle and his young friends have missed that just need to be remedied. I'm not really a Rocky Horror fan, but I don't think my prejudice should stop peeps from seeing it. After all I'm not a Monty Python fan either so what do I know about great cult classics.

Got food shopping and movie renting and class and work all on the horizon. Ta.

Title: Chasing the Wolf, IV
Challenges: taste snape100, werewolves of London lupin100
Word Count: 100
Note: this continues the de-aged Snape plot begun a couple of weeks ago. He is now a teenager physically but still lacks most of his memories.


Two men entered while Severus gulped down sickeningly sweet tea. Graying hair, shabby clothes, a slight glow to the eyes - they were werewolves, all right.

Severus slapped down a few pounds and stalked to their table. He was shorter, younger, and less thickly built, but with luck that wouldn't matter.

"Remus Lupin. Where is he?"

One werewolf snorted. The other pushed himself to his feet. "Go back to Hogwarts, kid. That traitor - "

Severus concentrated until he remembered the right spell. The werewolf paled as invisible fingers gripped his throat.

"Lupin. Where?"

The other werewolf answered. "Andromeda Black's!"