Meme: Breaking The Dry Spell
I haven't written anything in a while! I have tons of ideas, but real life seems to be getting in the way; and then when I do sit down to write, nothing really comes out right. It's like the words are choking.
So here's the plan to break out of this:
So here's the plan to break out of this:
- Comment here with a character or a pairing, and five words/short prompts.
- I will write one ( Read more... )
"nothing left but now"
"easier said than done"
"shattered glass"
"hearts"
"shuffle"
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She has no feeling left in her toes, no air left in her lungs, and no tears left in her eyes -- all she can feel is space, and stars, and she can't even remember how she got out here, and this must be what it is like to die.
2. "easier said than done"
Rinoa smoothes her ivory skirt over her legs for the tenth time, takes a daring sip of her champagne, and grits her teeth. She's come this far -- she's not going to chicken out because of a man in a sweater vest.
3. "shattered glass"
She wonders sometimes whether the image in her head -- spiderwebs of cracklines above, shattered teardrops below -- is actually from the car crash, or if she made it up so she could pretend she hadn't forgotten the whole thing.
4. "hearts"
Her letters to Seifer were always spotted with doodles: curly spirals, "i"s dotted with bubbles and hearts. As Rinoa sits down in Esthar to write to Squall, she thinks of it for a second, and can't help but laugh at her younger, dumber self.
5. "shuffle"Rinoa sucks at poker, but no one ( ... )
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(I am going to see if we can get the FF writing panel in for Ohayocon. Just FYI.)
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"witch trial"
"all blood and no bodies"
"murder of one"
"honors"
"simple spells"
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When she was twelve her mother was grievously injured; the mutters around the castle said she deserved it for being so crazy. When her mother died, she sucked up the powers like water to a sponge, and killed them all for condemning her mother like that: no judge, no jury, simple execution.
2. all blood and no bodies
Edea's body had pulsed around her with the faint strength of the woman's revulsion; Adel's screams for her, blood and bones wishing desperately to be used as a tool for the apocolypse.
3. murder of one
She watches Deling from the corner of her eye, enjoying what she - and only she - knows to be his very last words.
4. honors
"It will be yours, my knight," she hisses. "Glory, and fame, and power, and all of the honors your heart desires."
Seifer raises his head to meet her eyes; "I don't want honor," he whispers. "I want glory."
5. simple spells
They come quick to her fingers, even as a child: flame and bolt and ice. She lets them tickle the ground before her, and bides her time, watching her
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WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO AWESOME.
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