Happiness and a drabble!
*grin* All hail Now, which has succeeded in being awesome in more ways than anyone could have foreseen.
Our first order of business! Everyone should read this fabulous piece by the lovely
nokomis305 because it is her very first excursion into House of 1000 Corpses fic land, and she did an exquisite job. I can't squee enough. :D So read it, even if you aren't familiar with the wonderful Firefly clan. You'll love it, trust me. <3
Second most importantly, I'm moving back to Maryland. Heck. YES. *dances* Well, you see, my father still lives there, so I'm going to go live with him. No more desert! This is my senior year coming up, and I predict beaucoup independence. Plus I want to be sure I get my in-state status because hahabloodyha if I'm going too far from the colonies/the Atlantic/Europe. Anyway.
I have to memorise Moonlight Sonata by Friday, but that, I hope, will go okay, as it is easier for me to memorise instead of reading over and over, so I'm hoping I'll be all right. Pray for me, world. *fear*
Aha, in celebrationnnnnn!
My very first piece for the DeathFest that is fanfic100. Not surprisingly, I chose Gaunts. So yeah, I have neglected to put up my prompts table, and yes, Morfin does appear to be MIA, but don't ask me where either are because we probably don't want to know.
Prompt 053: Earth
Title: Jeremiad
Summary: And if she were brave Merope would laugh out loud because she and her father will never see eye to eye.
Rating: G, for Gaunt! *loser*
Characters: Marvolo and Merope Gaunt
Words: 100
Muggles bleed dirt, Marvolo Gaunt preaches to his children. After all, he has hexed enough outsiders in his day, he reckons, to know the immaculate from the tainted from the profane. Mud coagulates within every Muggle heart, stopping each long before a pureblood wizard’s would even grow weary. No fruit comes of Muggle dirt, maintains Marvolo, quite impressed at his capacity for metaphor. Filth breeds filth.
Merope Gaunt smiles ruefully to herself whenever this last piece of pureblood wisdom interrupts her less than pure thoughts.
Her father has never been able to explain her birth into such a respectable family.
Anybody got the GoF DVD yet? :)
Our first order of business! Everyone should read this fabulous piece by the lovely
nokomis305 because it is her very first excursion into House of 1000 Corpses fic land, and she did an exquisite job. I can't squee enough. :D So read it, even if you aren't familiar with the wonderful Firefly clan. You'll love it, trust me. <3
Second most importantly, I'm moving back to Maryland. Heck. YES. *dances* Well, you see, my father still lives there, so I'm going to go live with him. No more desert! This is my senior year coming up, and I predict beaucoup independence. Plus I want to be sure I get my in-state status because hahabloodyha if I'm going too far from the colonies/the Atlantic/Europe. Anyway.
I have to memorise Moonlight Sonata by Friday, but that, I hope, will go okay, as it is easier for me to memorise instead of reading over and over, so I'm hoping I'll be all right. Pray for me, world. *fear*
Aha, in celebrationnnnnn!
My very first piece for the DeathFest that is fanfic100. Not surprisingly, I chose Gaunts. So yeah, I have neglected to put up my prompts table, and yes, Morfin does appear to be MIA, but don't ask me where either are because we probably don't want to know.
Prompt 053: Earth
Title: Jeremiad
Summary: And if she were brave Merope would laugh out loud because she and her father will never see eye to eye.
Rating: G, for Gaunt! *loser*
Characters: Marvolo and Merope Gaunt
Words: 100
Muggles bleed dirt, Marvolo Gaunt preaches to his children. After all, he has hexed enough outsiders in his day, he reckons, to know the immaculate from the tainted from the profane. Mud coagulates within every Muggle heart, stopping each long before a pureblood wizard’s would even grow weary. No fruit comes of Muggle dirt, maintains Marvolo, quite impressed at his capacity for metaphor. Filth breeds filth.
Merope Gaunt smiles ruefully to herself whenever this last piece of pureblood wisdom interrupts her less than pure thoughts.
Her father has never been able to explain her birth into such a respectable family.
Anybody got the GoF DVD yet? :)