nike: Charlie Hunnam as my main muse Nibs (Default)
Because I haven't done a meme in ages. [personal profile] wyomingnot gave me 19.

I lived in Greeley, Colorado, where I was attending UNC to get my Bachelors. I was still in the dorms, although I'd upgraded to the upperclass ones that included their own (tiny) kitchen.

I drove my paternal grandma's dark green Buick Regal, which I owned until January of just last year. She couldn't drive it any more and her license was revoked. She'd end up in a home in a different town, closer to one of my aunts, sometime around this time because of Alzheimers, although I don't remember exactly when. I still don't know how I ended up with her car. One of my brothers, the one who's a mechanic, owns it now.

I was in a relationship with um, no one. At least nothing romantic or sexual. I still hadn't figured out I was asexual yet and was still kind of waiting for sexuality to hit me with a clue-by-four and say "Hey, you'd really like to date this person!" Didn't happen, of course. I developed quite a few friendships during this time-frame, however, including the ones I have here. That was the year I joined LJ actually, as well as got into slash fandom.

I feared getting bad grades and not being able to afford stuff, mostly, and even then it was kind of mild. Oh, and the situation with my parents. I'd already decided to drop my music minor and switch it over to creative writing because, while I have one hell of an ear, I'm balls at actual written music theory. Didn't help the professor I took the classes from wasn't very good at teaching it, either. As for money, that was the year I only had a summer job, but everything else was being paid for in grants, scholarships, and student loans. I tend to be rather spartan in my needs and since my living expenses were basically part of tuition at the time, I wasn't even all that worried about it then. Now that I'm paying off the loans... Heh. At least they were all government subsidized, so I'm not too badly off even now. Being one of multiple kids of a farmer does have it's perks when it comes to college tuition. That was also the year my parents ended up separating - and eventually divorcing. I'd actually been aware it was heading that way since my senior year in high school when my mom thought it was a good idea to get my opinion on the matter, so I wasn't nearly as shocked or angry about it as my brothers, but it's never an easy thing to deal with, especially when each party feels injured and just wants you to agree about how bad the other person is. Towards the end of that year, I started avoiding my family out of fear of the anger and everyone trying to make me something I wasn't in order to prove they'd done right by me. We'd go back and forth on that for several years after that. I still don't talk to my family as often as I should as a result and my brothers are only just now showing signs of getting over their anger at mom for divorcing dad and me for pulling away because I didn't want to deal with mess.

I worked... My birthday's in the summer. When I'd just turned 19, I was finishing up with a year in university dining services - which convinced me to never take another food service job every again if I can help it - and developing a latex allergy to the gloves they used. One of the cooks also had a latex allergy and always hid the latex-free gloves, making my situation worse because they did have the gloves, but no one could find them and I rarely had the same shift as her. I started taking the jobs that didn't require the gloves (dish-washing, mostly), before deciding I didn't want to keep up with it for another year. I only vaguely looked for a job for the next several months because, as stated above, I didn't really need one to pay for the necessities until summer came around. Then I spent the next summer attempting to sell Cutco knives. I love the knives I ended up with as does everyone I sold them to, but at the time I primarily only knew poor college kids or poor farmers, which isn't ideal when selling something that has a payment plan. I managed to make enough just doing demos and the occasional random sale to squeak by, but I didn't keep up with it after that summer because I knew a losing situation when I in the middle of it.

I wanted to be a novelist, much like I'd wanted to be for years and still do. I was also somewhat lamenting the fact I was unlikely to become the famous singer everyone in my home town was convinced I'd become.
nike: Good Omens quote: That's how it goes; you think you're on top of the world, and suddenly they spring Armageddon on you. (spring armageddon on you)
I got lost in the Naruto fandom. *sheepish look* It's a very large fandom and it's very easy to get lost in it. I've finally started pulling myself out of it, only to remember I wanted Thor fanfiction because of Loki, which is really the only reason anyone should need. Oddly, while I'm enjoying reading in that fandom, I'm not yet inspired to write for it. My writing has actually been going to The Lost Ones. That, and I've become addicted the new My Little Pony, although not yet to the point of reading fanfiction. At this rate, I'll never get anything done.

Anyways, it's been way too long since I posted anything on here, so I'm going to do that wip meme that's going around:

1. Go to page 77 (or 7) of your current ms.
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines – sentences or paragraphs – and post them as they’re written.
4. Inspire your subscribers to do it too.

“We died, Wendy. Don't you remember?”
“No! No, you're not dead!” I denied.
“Then why didn't Mother and Father see us?” John asked softly. Hope gripped me. Mother had still been gripped by a dream until she'd been distracted. I turned and ran down the hall.
“Mother! Mother, we're home!” I entered my parents' bedroom and went to where Mother sat by a bassinet, nursing my little sister.
“Mother?” I asked when she didn't respond. I reached out to her, but stopped before making contact when I realized I could see her through my hand. It wasn't just John and Michael my brother had been referring to.
“No,” I whispered before despair and rage swept through me. “No! It's not true! It's not!”
I ran through the house. My hands went through Father, who didn't even flinch while shaving. Nana was nowhere to be found inside or out, and I ignored the little voice in my head that said, Of course not. Father got rid of her after...

For those of you who don't remember, or don't read my LJ, The Lost Ones is my attempt at a professional version of what is, essentially, Peter Pan fanfiction. I start with the general assumption that the original story happened, but that one of the early interpretations - that Peter's a psychopomp (which Barrie pretty much confirms in story) and it's a dead child story - is true and thus continue the story after the original ends. I'm not yet at page 77, so that's page 7. I'm not terribly certain how well I'm doing with an early 20th century British voice, although setting the spellchecker to British English is probably helping.

Oh, if anyone wants to read the original story, it's online here: James Barrie's Peter Pan. I recommend it. Too many people are used to the Disney version (which I've never liked) and the original story's actually a bit darker than you'd think.
nike: Charlie Hunnam as my main muse Nibs (Default)
Instructions: Open up your iTunes (or WinAmp, or Media Monkey or whatever) and fill out this survey, no matter how embarrassing the responses might be.

How many songs total: 1013
How many hours or days of music: 2.2 days

Most recently played: "I Almost Told You That I Loved You" by Papa Roach

Most played: "In the House - In a Heartbeat" by John Murphy, from the 28 Days Later soundtrack

Most recently added: "Savin' Me" by Nickelback

Sort by song title.
First Song: "Acroyali/Standing in Motion" by Yanni
Last Song: "37 Stitches" by Drowning Pool

Sort by time.
Shortest Song: "Danger" by Armen Hambar at 30 seconds
Longest Song: "A Dark Knight" from the Dark Knight soundtrack at 16 minutes, 15 seconds.

Sort by album.
First album: Absolute Garbage (Special Edition)
Last album: 7even Year Itch - Greatest Hits 1994-2001

First song that comes up on Shuffle: "The Mountain" by Dave Carter and Tracy Grammer

Search the following and state how many songs come up:
Death - 4
Life - 19
Love - 21
Hate - 1
You - 51
Sex - 3


Jul. 5th, 2009 12:46 pm
nike: Charlie Hunnam as my main muse Nibs (Default)
Reply to this meme by yelling "Words!" and I will give you five words that remind me of you. Then post them in your LJ and explain what they mean to you. (Please note: If you simply wish to comment on something I've said but don't want to participate in the meme, that is fine. I will only give you five words if you specifically comment here with 'Words!')

[personal profile] wyomingnot gave me:

Pirates - Oh, pirates! Like many, I have a fascination with them. I first became interested in them because of various versions of Peter Pan when I was younger (although I preferred the Lost Boys as heroes). As I learned more about history, I was delighted to learn that there were famous female pirates. I knew before I ever saw it or even having been on the ride that Pirates of the Caribbean was going to be big. These days, I first envision the manga/anime One Piece when the word pirates comes up, because it's a wonderful comparison of what pirates really were versus the idealized versions we have today set in a steam-punk alternate universe. It's also funny as hell when it's not (and sometimes, when it is) being wonderfully dramatic.

Colorado - It's home and probably always will be. I'm a fifth generation Coloradoan. I love the mountains, even though I don't actually live in them. Oh, I'm at a high altitude even here, but I'm actually in the "fruited plains" part of Colorado and not the "purple mountains" although I have great views of them on nice days and they really do look purple at a distance. I grew up on a farm in one of the largest farming/ranching areas outside the corn belt with some lovely natural features right outside our picture window. We even own a lovely area of cliffs, complete with eagles nesting. :D

Nibs - This is a tough one, because I associate it with two different people: the Lost Boy and the various forms he takes both in film and literature and my own interpretations there of, and my main original fiction muse. Which one comes to mind first depends on what I'm working on. At the moment, it's the original fiction one. He's fun to write because he's such an interesting character: intelligent, kind but with a mean streak, quirky, and mostly amused at the universe in general.

Original fic - Anything I write where there is no canon other than what I've come up with (except for the Lost Ones, in which case I'm hoping to do what my mom always wondered why I didn't and put together the Peter Pan stories I told growing up into a format for an older audience now that the original is now public and I shouldn't get in trouble for it). My imagination has run circles around me since I was a preschooler and some of the things it has come up with or pieced together are, frankly, fascinating to me and, judging by the interest I've received from people who've read any part of my original fiction, to others as well.

Muse - Aside from being the name of a band who has several songs I like, it's one of my most important writing resources. I know most authors don't talk about muses because of the whole "voices in my head" thing, but I think muses are a healthy thing. For me, a muse is an awful lot like that whole saying where you can hear your mother's voice telling you not to do something, even though she's not there. Most of us aren't really hearing mom's voice; we just know she would say something like that. A muse can be exactly that - knowing someone who doesn't, in your knowledge, exist so well that you know exactly what they'd do in any given situation. The knowing can be so strong, however, that it can become an actual presence that makes itself known. It can be rather disturbing the first time you hear a muse, because most people don't expect anything to answer back, but if you learn to deal with them, they can help so much with characterization. They can tell you likes and dislikes and give themselves a distinct voice in dialogue. Provided you're not fighting because the muse is craving something you don't even like. ;D

Fandom Meme

Jun. 1st, 2009 11:18 am
nike: Charlie Hunnam as my main muse Nibs (Default)
Comment to this entry and I'll pick three of your fandoms. You must (or rather, if you want to) then update your journal and answer the following questions:

1: What got you into this fandom in the first place?
2: Do you think you'll stay in this fandom or eventually move on?
3: Favorite episodes/books/movies/etc.?
4: Do you participate in this fandom (fanfiction, graphics, discussions)?
5: Do you think that more people should get into this fandom?

[personal profile] rushlight gave me Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

Star Wars )

LotR )


Music Meme

May. 23rd, 2009 10:35 am
nike: Hole in the wall, hole in the next turret over, hole in the mountain behind that... (GG Holes)
1. Reply to this post and I'll assign you a letter.
2. List 5 songs (with links to them, if you can find them) that start with that letter.
3. Post them to your journal with these instructions.

[personal profile] wyomingnot gave me R.

Requiem For A Dream (Two Towers version) - Clint Mansell (the difficulty with this song isn't in finding it so much as finding a decent video to it)
Road To Nowhere - Talking Heads (original version)
Ready To Go - Republica (no video, just the music)
Rapture - Hurt
Return To Pooh Corner - Kenny Loggins

Well, this will give you a vague idea of how eclectic my music tastes really are. I actually didn't use some of the more interesting ones - too hard to find a decent link.


nike: Charlie Hunnam as my main muse Nibs (Default)

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