Night Chronicles

Sorry I've been AWOL for so long, guys.  That's bad of me, I know, but I've been a little more focused on some of my original fiction, and I'd really like to start an actual career writing.  Don't worry, though, no matter how far I go in life, I will never forget my humble roots as a fanfiction author, or all the stories that I have yet to finish, because I really enjoy writing them.

And I get the feeling some of you might actually try to kill me if I actually did abandon them.  I think I'm okay with that, though.  I'm also okay with monetary bribes so I can quite my real job and write fanfiction forever.  Or just write forever.  Ah, I'd love to be a real writer.  I mean, one that actually makes money that way.  Whenever I picture myself in ten years, that's what I'm doing.  Writing.  Not working at some other job, just writing.

It's a great picture.

But, enough of that rambling, I wanted to let you know I'm alive and working on fics while I work on my original fiction (some is slash, some is not).  I have a couple of short stories and a lot of poetry that's done, and I'm looking for somewhere to publish/post.  I know most of the readers I have now prefer fanfiction, but if anyone knows a couple of good communities (or a publisher. . . lol), I'd appreciate it being passed along.

I also wanted to share a little of what I'm up to original works wise.  I've started plotting out my very own vampire story. . . yup, I jumped the wagon and have never in my life read Twilight.  Okay, that's not true.  I've read the first page, put it down, and didn't look back at it.  Anyway, my story has been rattling around for about 6 years now, and I decided it was finally time to get it on paper.  I'm trying to take a slightly different turn.  First off, the vampires have dropped back to being the "bad guys," though they aren't the traditional vampires.  I do have vampire hunters, but the story actually revolves around the older brother of a hunter (she's currently six), who is the focus of a later prophecy.  Despite having no powers, he's trying to protect her from the vampires, two of which happen to be their foster parents.

Hopefully it'll sound a little better when I have all the details ironed out.  Any suggestions?

Also, I'm kicking around an idea about turning the Lugovalos family into an original novel.  I'm missing a plot, at the moment, but I believe that can be easily resolved, so that's something else I'll be kicking around every now and again.  Hopefully I'll be on ere more often and you'll get to see more of these ideas.  I'd really like to get back on the path of being a writer and off. . . well, whatever path I was on.  I'm much happier writing than anything else.

Geeze, I'm twenty four and having a mid-life crisis.  Can I even have a mid-life crisis at twenty four?  Wouldn't that be more of a. . . I dunno, quarter life crisis?  Or maybe a fifth.  I guess it depends on how long you live.  If I die at fifty I guess this is mid-life.  Hm. . . interesting,  Of course, if I die at fifty and this really is a mid-life crisis, my life is already almost half over and I've just wasted half of it.

I'm not sure if that's depressing or inspirational.  For now, I'll say inspirational.  Yup.  Maybe.  I think.

Well, wish me luck, guys.  I get the feeling I'm going to need it.  I'll need all the support I can get from you guys, too.  (I take cash, check, and charge.  Lol)

Oh, and thanks for listening to my ramble.  ^_^

Hey guys.  Just keep getting asked if I'm alive, and I want to assure you I am, but I'm busy busy.  I'm actually checking my e-mail for the first time in. . . two months?  Or something.  So, yeah.

RL has been very, very busy.  I work at a non-profit and summer is our event season, so I'm just trying to keep my head above water.  I'm still writing, but with the amount of time I have, it's slow.  I'm trying, I swear.  But yes, I'm alive.

As soon as I can breath again, I'll get something up for you all!

Hey everyone!  Yes, my apartment did eat me.  I'd intended to actually get on here and let everyone know what I was up to before now, but I just haven't had time.  I'm sorry.

I spent the past several months getting used to living in an apartment, and moving in my two roommates, which are awesome, and getting a new TV and PS3 (that ate part of me. . . sorry.  ^_^) and all sorts of crap.  I'm hoping I'll start getting some kind of. . . you know, schedule down soon, but now we're in event season at work and I'm going insane.

On the bright side I did finish (and will be posting) the next chapter of FotBB for everyone.  I know people have been looking for it.  My intention was doing it a little faster than I am, and maybe now that I'm a little more used to my life I will.  I also finished the planning process for it, so now I have the end goal in mind--but no spoilers for you, hee hee.

Other than that, I don't have much in the way of updates of my life.  I've been busy, but mostly for work and getting unpacked and moved in and moving everything else in. . . you know how it is, yeah?

So. . . Here's the next chapter for you all to enjoy.  Please ignore my typos.  ^_^

Title:  Flight of the Bumblebee Part Nineteen
Rating:  T/PG-13
Fandom:  Harry Potter Gundam Wing crossover
Disclaimer:  Well, at least you know what I'd like for my birthday, right?
Warnings:  (1x2, 3x4, 5x6)  As for other warnings, I'm sure there should be some, but I've no earthly idea what.
Summary:  Trowa Barton discovers that he actually has family thanks to mandatory government testing.  Since Trowa isn't eighteen yet, he's the lucky sap that gets to go live with them for awhile, to the annoyance of the rest of the pilots and Preventors.

( FotBB Part 19 )

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I hope you enjoyed it, tell me what you think.  My opinion is that it's slowing down a bit, which is fine for the moment, but I should be picking things back up very, very shortly.

I have much good news!

First off, I am better (again. . . ).  My eye troubles are over.  Apparently it was some weird infection caused by my contacts not letting in enough air because I wear them two months at a go.  I've been told in the past it's all right, because I rarely wear them more than 8-12 hours at a go, I almost never sleep in them, and so I don't build up the protein that most people do.  Apparently, however, contacts, like food, have expiration dates after you open them.

Go figure.

My second bit of big news:

I have now, officially, moved out!  I am sitting on my bed, in my apartment, waiting to go pick up a friend from work that will be one of my roommates.  It's kind of weird because it's a guy, and most people automatically assume you must be screwing if a girl and guy live together, but we're not dating.  In fact, the third roommate will be his girlfriend, so I'll be splitting rent three ways instead of two.  Good for my poor bank account.  *nods*

But goodness it was a mess.  I've finally unburied myself and dug out all my shit and I have my computer back from being sent away for repairs (and it is mine, not a knock off labled as mine.  I was thrilled.  Go Acer!  I love the customer service!)  So, anyway, I'm washing my cloths in my new place and life is good!  I've even managed to write some today, which is practically a miracle, since I only moved in Saturday and just finished unpacking today.

Hell, I even have my kitchen table put together!  Granted we're still waiting on our living room furnature to be passed to us from a variety of places, but I'm okay with that.  In fact, I don't mind at all.  *mourns the loss of the bank account tapped to fund the move*  I propose a moment of silence for my dead bank account.  *Stares mournfully into wallet for a moment as a twenty-one moth salute futters about*.

But, anyway, Just thought I'd update everyone and let you know I'm not dead yet and that I'm going to try to get back into updates.  Sorry about my insane life.  But I have my own apartment!  *happy dance*

So I don't post as much as I should, and I'm sorry, but I've been doing very crazy things.  Like getting ready to move out.  And while I haven't lapsed into my holiday illness, I do have ulcers in my left eye.  Yes, my eye.  Congratulate me.  While they aren't serious unless they burst (which I caught them before that happened) I do have to use eyedrops.  Totally ick.

And I've finally sent in y computer, so even though I have this cute little mini one, which I bought for work, it's not as comfortable to type on.  So I'm pretty limited to my writing, and I certainly don't want to strain my eyes right now.  Sigh.  This yer has been terrible for me and illness!

I just wanted everyone to know I'm not dead or deathly sick or anything, and I'll be back when I have something real to post.

HELP!  I lost a fic!

I'm hoping this person still keeps up with me, because I'm about to beg you to help me out.  Someone wrote me a fic that was a spinoff for FotBB set after the socerer's stone, and I thought I bookmarked it and I can't find it!

Someone mentioned that, and I was like, "Oh, yeah, I was just thinking about that fic.  I should totally go re-read it!"  And I can't find it!  Help!

*sniffles*  I sorry I lost it!  Help a girl out here, please!

I'm sorry I've been so dead.  I meant to get this chapter done for awhile now, but I've had about a million things happen at once.  Most of it was me being sick.  Even after I was better, I was still getting up to 100%, which took some time.  I am now in the "all better" category, which is good for me.

Then I went apartment hunting.  I have now been approved for the apartment, so all the paperwork was good!  I have a couple of small things to iron out, but looks like I'll have my own place, soon!  Yay for me!  I'm so excited!

Then I sent in my computer.  I actually sent it off yesterday, but I got this slick little mini-computer, which is awesome.  Not something I want to type on all the time, but at least I can try to stay up on everything.  I bought it mostly for work, but it's mine so i can use it however the hell I want.  Yay for me!

I also have good news.  I did finish chapter 18, and it is extra long as an apology for me being so flaky for the past. . . well, forever I think.  ^_^  I hope you like it.  It may be a little choppy because of all the time that's passed, so if you see anything out of place, let me know.  I tried to make sure I re-read it before working on it (which is part of what took me so long, because I pretty much had to re-read it every time I wrote anything new), so keep an eye open for me.  Oh, and sorry for any spelling errors in the last part, or typos.  I'm still getting used to the tiny keyboard.

Other than all my excuses, please enjoy!

Title:  Flight of the Bumblebee Part Eighteen
Rating:  T/PG-13
Fandom:  Harry Potter Gundam Wing crossover
Disclaimer:  Unfortunately, my fairy godmother is on vacation and I lost my genie, so I still don't own either series.  Would be nice, though.
Warnings:  (1x2, 3x4, 5x6)  As for other warnings, I'm sure there should be some, but I've no earthly idea what.
Summary:  Trowa Barton discovers that he actually has family thanks to mandatory government testing.  Since Trowa isn't eighteen yet, he's the lucky sap that gets to go live with them for awhile, to the annoyance of the rest of the pilots and Preventors.

( Flight of the Bumblebee 18 )

I wanted everyone to know I'm not dead.  I've been sucessfully been sick in varying degrees for about a months now, but not dead.  I'm better now, I think, and I have a couple days off, so hopefully I'll be able to get some writing done for everyone.

Until then, just wanted to say,

Merry Christmas!

*Blows nose and starts whispering*

I'm still sick.  I feel better, so I'll try to write some, but I won't post it until after I have a chance to re-read it.  I thought I was getting better, because my coughing slackened off, and I didn't feel so tired, but I'm running a low-grade temp now and not only do I still have a bunch of stuff rattling in my chest, my nose is stuffy and it's all infected.  Ew.  And my throat hurts from couching and it gave my laragytis, too.

So you get to listen to me whine for a moment.

Oh.  And I've been trying to sneeze for three hours.  Go me.

I'm calling the doctor tomorrow.  Hopefully I be able to get very, very quickly.  I despise being sick.

Excuse me.  I'm going to go die now.

Yeah. . . no updates this week.  Sorry.  I got sick and all I write when I feel like shit is. . . well. . . more shit, honestly.  I slept through yesterday and today, I got sent home from work because I looked like crap, and I'm suffering from bronchitis.  Yay me.  I 'll head to work tomorrow, but I'm spending thursdays, fridays, and saturdays volunteerign at night for the next three weeks, so I'll get home and fall into bed.  Honestly I meant to get an update this week, because Thanksgiving threw off my schedule since I had a friend here (thus, no updates), and it's just not going to happen.

So you'll have to wait an extra week, but (on the upside) you won't have to read a load of shit, either.

Being sick sucks, if I may say so.

Excuse me. . . I'm going to go die now.