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.

I've been listening to far too much BNL lately. It's beginning to infiltrate my brain and leave me with random song lyrics, as the title of this post may imply. Often, they really have nothing to do with the actual content of the moment/post/thought, or really much of anything at all, save being random lyrical accompaniment.

I did not get online to post about this strange phenomenon, however.

I got online to warn you all that the pod people are coming; nay, they are in fact here, and I AM ONE OF THEM, ladies and gentlemen.

James and I went out for dinner tonight, and had very tasty food at Red Lobster.

I had crab. And one of his coconut shrimps.

And did I mention the other day about my distracted-by-real-work episode?

I'm starting him hunting for zippers tonight, guys. For serious, this has gone too far and I must find out what bizzare manner of alien has infiltrated my brain.

I love you all, and just in case the aliens get wind of this and try to stop me, Fare thee well and I will see you on the other side.


*Trying not to start giggling.*

/logout! ♥