Title: Closer Shift
A/N: Back to the Collegiate!verse again... points for catching the movie reference. :)
In which vacation plans are made.
- Mood:
chipper - Music:Real Housewives of Jer-Say
O1. Red Running Shoes
O2. A Collapsible House
O3. White Knuckle Charge
O4. Error in the Universe
O5. One-Hour Photos
O6. Fresh Horses
O7. The Ace of Tantrums
O8. The Ingoing Sermon
O9. Bring Home the Bacon
1O. Yellow Light
In which the greatest song ever is blared, Ann puts up a sisterly smokescreen, and Dick has just had enough of tantrums.
11. Outlaw Edge of a Parking Lot
- Mood:
exanimate - Music:"Some Sorta Light" - ECC
He scares me. One of my big fears, that damn squeaky weird mouse-man. EW.
- Mood:
exhausted
Summer again, yeaaahh! Springtime in Minneapolis has been fun, and I look forward experiencing a lot more of Minnesota in summer, but gawd, did it feel great to pound the dirt again on my old cross country trails back home. Even the prickly-as-hell track surface felt good on my legs. Got home this Saturday after a hectic three-day preparation consisting of me forcing my parents and Hedy both to haul my shit back and forth over the St. Croix. I've got some really exciting stuff I'm itching to get to. I'm almost so excited I want the school year to start in another week! I'm set to start my first internship with my professor Barb in June and go twelve hours a week through September. I'll still be working at Coldstone as well, but dreams of comic pages and ink stained desks will keep me going. I've signed up to help with MCAD Comic Heads this coming year, I'll have my Junior Review this fall semester, and me and Kayla are going to attempt to write and printout some mock-up children's books and begin the fun, fun, fun task of searching out publishers. I've got a pile of WWII and comic books to pour through now (what a frickin' pain to haul, though - 5 containers in all!).
As for fandom life, Made Visible and Permanent will continue and will someday get finished, though I'm afraid I'll fangirl cross-country so much it'll span chapter after chapter... guh. Same thing goes for Creationism, but a little lower on the list. Unfortunately, I did not finish my Tardis Big Bang entry in time for deadline, but it's not shelved yet. And I'm getting a little of the Lancaster flu again--might have write that sequel or something just to feel better. :)
I might actually draw, too. *GASP*
I miss you already Portallllll!
- Mood:
rejuvenated
O2. A Collapsible House
O3. White Knuckle Charge
O4. Error in the Universe
O5. One-Hour Photos
O6. Fresh Horses
O7. The Ace of Tantrums
O8. The Ingoing Sermon
O9. Bring Home the Bacon
In which electricity fails for a night, Kitty searches for a light, and orange juice makes it all right.
1O. Yellow Light
( Hell Week rolled out and August thunderstorms bellowed in. )
- Mood:
weird - Music:Richard Buckner, Dents and Shells
Quick updates:
Currently attempting to finish my entry for the tardis_bigbang by the 26th, so expect some slowdown in every other fic. Which I do not enjoy in the least. Unfinished works-in-progress give me massive headaches. I already have plenty of orphans from Gundam Wing sitting unfinished, I do not need any more from any more fandoms. But, if you're a Doc Who or Torchwood fan, hopefully I'll have some big nugget for you to read by May.
Icons? Maybe a little batch soon.
Future posts about the horrible state of MCAD finals? Oh, youbetcha. (Roomie Jen and I are convinced they should blare "Flight of the Valkyrie" over the soundsystem all week long, because that's all what we hear in our heads anyway).
I'm not sure how much time I have before Portal calls me and off we skip to print. The MCAD mini-con is this Thursday, where aspiring cartoonists attempt to make a living in this economy by selling tabloid-sized printing paper stapled into books at two bucks a pop. Some are even drawn on. Normally, the mini-con is back in the student center, but I heard we might actually be somewhere where we'll get traffic? Here's hoping. Hedwig and I have complied two little books together, and she's in the process of putting together an artbook of her sketches. I spent spring break down at her house in the greater St. Louis area and the excursion down there nearly killed us. Comic coming on that soon, but I have one of my daily schedule already finished and ready to print! Enjoy!
( it only gets worse from here. )
Oops, she just called me. Hasta luego!
- Mood:
calm
rating: PG13
summary: Dick sees the world differently after the war.
word count: 2,016
a/n: I apologize in advance for any difficulty with the strange structure. May edit it later, but enjoy! Inspired equally by Neko Case's "Prison Girls" and Hedy's creatures.
( His dark, dark hair against the dim, against the soulless pattern of the décor, momentarily becomes moths )
- Mood:
calm - Music:"Brackett, WI" - Bon Iver
O2. A Collapsible House
O3. White Knuckle Charge
O4. Error in the Universe
O5. One-Hour Photos
O6. Fresh Horses
O7. The Ace of Tantrums
O8. The Ingoing Sermon
A/N: Wow, it hasn't been an eternity and a day since updating. Not at all...
In which there are water bottles, assignments, and new sensations.
( Word passed quickly up the ranks of runners... )
- Mood:
satisfied - Music:"Like a Hitman, Like a Dancer" - A.C. Newman
Fandom: Torchwood
Rating: Pg13
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Short one-shot written to "Middle Cyclone" by Neko Case on loop
( Occasionally, the rare and peaceful death of Jack's sleep is broken )
- Mood:
cheerful - Music:The Caesars - Paper Tigers
My best friend Rose (who's currently telling the nine people circled round about rabbits) and I are collaborating on a children's book project for her elementary ed class. We're going to turn the John Denver song "Grandma's Feather's Bed," which we sang a million times in our childhood gathered round one piano in music class, into a short picture book. And, as excited as I am to do it since I'll be getting an actual published hardcopy for rolling around with in glee (MY FIRST BOOOOOOK!), I'm going to drown underneath all the stuff I need to accomplish this weekend. Nine inked and colored illustrations for the Grandma's Feather's Bed, which I need to finish and physically deliver to Rose by Tuesday somehow, plus writing my contemporary fairy tale for Folk/Fairy Tales class, two pages of rough pencils for experimental, two pages of inking for Tuesday, and somehow celebrate BOTH Mar's and Hedwig's birthdays in the next three days. Ugh. Mini-finals week.
And there's no coffeemaker here at home. :c
And I can't write with Rose talking. I can't just ignore her....
Edit: Whoops, looked at the calender wrong. I've got a whole 'nother week. Why I shouldn't be allowed to think on less than six hours sleep.
- Mood:
sleepy
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Winters/Nixon, mentions of Gwen/Rhys
Rating: R
Cross-posted to my journal, camp_toccoa, and jackxianto
O1. Congratulations Are In Order
O2. A Green Response
O3. Springtime in the Hub
( There was a celebratory laugh echoing within the Hub’s underground walls, with that distinct Jack Harkness boom and joy to it )
- Mood:
sore
- Mood:
exanimate
(The Puss-in-Boots Motif)
( There once lived a rather quiet girl by the name of Antonia. )
- Mood:
sick - Music:"Starting to Hurt" - Ryan Adams
UGH, this is so great... heehee, even five more userpics!
LOVE!
- Mood:
loved
That's what I want. I'm such a little podunk-girl at heart. City life: exciting, dangerous, glittery; internet: endless, colorful, and fun; art: I need it, love it, and want it, but not as much as my own 100 acre farm, like Neko Case has now. My Sophomore Seminar professor assigned us a visual representation of our "practice", with a description of our process, history, and goals, etc...
Mine is to draw comics, maybe do a little writing on the side, run every day, and, I quote, "raise animals/crops." That totally won't be awkward in front of a room of trendy designers and hipsters...
Also, I dreamed my house was bombed so I had to move onto my best friend's 80's acres and build my own house. I wish.
- Mood:
cheerful
O2. A Collapsible House
O3. White Knuckle Charge
O4. Error in the Universe
O5. One-Hour Photos
O6. Fresh Horses
O7. The Ace of Tantrums
In which there’s a little white lie, an icy blue shoulder, and a sunny forecast.
O8. The Ingoing Sermon
( Rufus had given up scratching at the door a while ago, and thankfully so. )
- Mood:
geeky
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Winters/Nixon, mentions of Gwen/Rhys
Rating: R
Cross-posted to my journal, camp_toccoa, and jackxianto
O1. Congratulations Are In Order
O2. A Green Response
( Ianto was the last to disembark from the private plane Jack had chartered at a moment’s notice as the propeller blade slowly whirled to a stop. )
- Mood:
complacent
RAQUEL: [grimaces] It'd better not be wet, chewed up paper... Shouldn't never have told anyone about that strange phobia.
RAQUEL: [comes closer] ...okay, what do you have? Rory! [Bends down and pulls it from the steel trap mouth of death]
RAQUEL: [holds up small, chewed corpse of her muse] Crap... Oh well. [Goes to watch more cable]
~* The End! *~ of me doing anything productive - and yes, Hedy, that means, not even feeding your fanfic addiction! X(
- Mood:
useless - Music:Tiffany Blews - Fall Out Boy
