Best to be the Changing Water

Two new story posts over at inthe_dreaming for your perusal, if you are so inclined! Constructive criticism and any sort of commentary are always appreciated, but never required. I'm always happy to hear whether you liked it or not, though, and if you can articulate the reason you did or did not enjoy it, I'd love to know that as well.

First we have Dreams in Wonderland, which is a short prose-style scribble inspired by a combination of my new muse and S.J. Tucker's newest album. Short, sweet, and just a little mad.

Second, a possibly-unfinished piece of work, thoroughly inspired by my new muse. Wild Travelers is a bit of love for an artistic, bohemian lifestyle that I only get to share in small glimpses of in my real life.

Enjoy!


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And on a separate note, there are starving artists out there who need feeding. Please, even if you don't donate money, non-perishable goods or a good hot meal are always appreciated, and sometimes you can meet some amazing people by offering them a nice, hot meal somewhere.

Also, people who abandon a half can of Pringles and most of a box of raspberry filled donuts on a table at a college for hours and hours confuse me. But that's okay, because now I have a half can of Pringles and some delicious poison donuts to munch on. *Shrug.* Their loss, my delicious gain! Nomnomnom. (If I die of anthrax donuts, play Tainted Donuts at my funeral, plz kthx.)

ALSO. SCHOOL. YEY. I HAS IT. I am so freaking happy after a day of wandering around the campus. My shoulder hurts from hauling new books around (I knew I should have grabbed my backpack instead) but I wrote stuff (Wild Travelers was all done today between Self Defense class and Ceramics, as was another train-of-thought scribble which won't be shared) and did some photosynthesis in the sun and called a new and dear friend up just to chat.

I'm gonna love ceramics. I can tell already. I'm gonna love all my classes except maybe the online one. This makes me so happy.

For anyone interested in the writing of things, especially semi-epic things or crossover awesomeness...

I have a prompt for you.

Write me a Dr Who/Firefly crossover, with River Tam as the Doctor's companion.

She would stare into the heart of the Tardis, and the Doctor would be afraid. She would sit for hours, while he watched with a perplexed air, until she would laugh and turn to him. Tell him something of himself.

She would rearrange his machinery, and when she'd finished the Tardis would hum in pleasure and go where he wanted it to go.


Maybe I should be writing this? But for now, I have to shower. Take prompt, run with it, write me a story! Maybe I'll write one of my own, too.

Some days, I just don't know where this stuff comes from. Sudden inspiration, and the words just... flow. Welcome to the crazy inside my head, y'all. Enjoy.

Title: In the Deep
Author: Neko
Fandom: Original fiction
Warnings: Depressing? Does that count as needing a warning? Whatever. Death, too.
Summary: What lurks in the darkness beneath the water?

( In the Deep )

There might be art to go with this eventually. If so, I'll post it later.