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The Heartstone - Everyday Vignette #37

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The Heartstone - Everyday Vignette #37

Father cleared his throat. "Your mother came to see me." I jerked my head up and looked at him. My dreams of the three of us supping, working, and living together rushed to mind, and I felt hope rise in my heart. "Really?" "Aye. She said we had a lot to talk about. That...she owed me an apology." Father didn't seem very happy. I then realized that nothing in the house seemed different from when I'd left. No extra belongings, no sign of a third person in our home. "And?" "And, uh, it was good." He fidgeted. "It was good. We said many things that should have been said a long time ago." "...She's not coming back, is she?" My father looked at me,

Fingers Lake

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Fingers Lake

My grandfather told me never to go to Fingers Lake. Too many people had gone there only to vanish, and the ones who had returned always ended up going insane. Those few survivors came with stories of hands reaching out of the ground, grabbing ankles, and anguished voices on the wind whispering, "Save us, save us." That's why they called it Fingers Lake. No one knew where the hands had come from. Some said that a serial killer had buried his victims there. Others claimed they were unlucky boaters that had drowned in the lake. All agreed that the hands were hauntings of some sort, and no one doubted the survivors' stories. I lay awake many ni

A Cache for Arthur

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A Cache for Arthur

Annie didn’t even like geocaching. She never complained, but Arthur knew that she wasn’t really into it. He was sure she would have been perfectly happy if Arthur had suddenly decided to abandon his hobby and stay home, but every time he reassured her he was ok with her staying behind, she told him she wanted to go. It was more about being with him, she said. And the closer Annie’s deployment date had become, the more they had craved time together. Annie was right. They’d needed every moment that they’d spent together. Afterward, Arthur had found himself thinking differently about geocaching. Before, he’d

A Nightmare About My Daughter

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A Nightmare About My Daughter

Wow, that was a horrible dream. I've never dreamed anything like that before. Maybe I need to slow down on the Stephen King for a while. Or maybe not, because I gotta admit that dream will make a great story. Where'd I put my dream journal? Ah, there it is. Now let's see....I'm standing outside a massive manor. It looks like the manor down on Peters Avenue, except there's a graveyard in front of it. It's a moonless night, completely dark except for a few lamps giving off a pale, weak light around the grounds. There is one tower lit up like a beacon, though, somewhere at the back of the manor. Somehow, I know my daughter's in the tower and e

Old Man Cummins' Cornfield

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Old Man Cummins' Cornfield

Old Man Cummins was the meanest man in all of Allen County. Everyone knew that when you drove past his farm, you just kept right on going. And if you had had the misfortune of a car breakdown in front of his property, God help you, because he’d be out there in two ticks with his shotgun and enough curses to make Jesus blush. Even the sheriff avoided Cummins’ farm as much as possible. One night, I went out drinking with my best friend Abel. Abel insisted on driving us home, though he was in no condition to do so, and sure enough, he ran his truck off the road into Old Man Cummins’ cornfield. We got out of there as fast as we

Belle of the Ball

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Belle of the Ball

It's even more glorious than I imagined. The music, the dancing, the attention...especially the attention. I always knew that I would make an impression, but anyone can tell who the star of the ball is here, and it's not Lady Stilaver. Ha. Her jealousy must be killing her. Of course, Lady Stilaver doesn't have Rumian Peacock feathers and I do. Besides, they would look hideous on her. Frankly they'd look hideous on anyone else but me, which is just as it should be, because they're all mine. That husband of mine never knew what was coming. I suppose it was better that way, because it would have pained me to see him suffer. It had to be done b

Fifteenth Birthday

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Fifteenth Birthday

Ever since I was a tyke, I've wanted to meet my father. I grew up hearing stories from Mother about him and his heroics. My favorite story is the one where he saved Mother from a Horrid Galumph, but maybe that's just because it's also the story of how Mother and Father met. I've already been with Father on countless adventures in my daydreams. Together we've fought Burrogans, rescued villages, and gained the favor of the Greatest Dell Tavey. I've even fantasized about us outsmarting a whole swarm of Niblys. And all my life, I've wanted nothing more than to make those dreams real. Mother is sure that Father is still alive. She believes he's

The Train to the Next City

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The Train to the Next City

Finally, some quiet. It was horrendously noisy with all those yammering mundanes around. It’s really too bad I can’t spend more time here now that it’s so pleasant, but I must be off to the next city. I don’t have much time. I suppose I’ll have to decide what to do with that Gentleman. I could keep his essence in my handbag with the others, but I may need him later. Of course, he’ll need a bit of convincing, but I’m sure I’ll bring him around. Here comes the train. Ugh, I can hear the dreadful din already. I must admit I enjoy silencing all those horrible voices. Shame I can’t keep them

Bathelbart's Toys, Trinkets, and Sundry

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Bathelbart's Toys, Trinkets, and Sundry

Sir entered with a light step. Though he was the only one in the entire building, he felt it would be unsatisfactory to disturb the quiet. The silence would be broken soon enough, but for just a little longer, it should remain. Sir ran a gloved finger over a tabletop as he entered the storeroom. He wrinkled his nose at the gray clump that appeared on his fingertip. Terribly unsatisfactory, all this dust. Sir did not envy the maid who would have to remove it all. As Sir picked the dust clump off his glove, he made a mental note to add a few extra coins to the maid’s salary this week. Sir walked softly around the storeroom, inspecting t

Marigolds are Edible

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Marigolds are Edible

Marigolds are edible. Good in salads, too. You taught me that. I didn’t think you were the kind of person to know that, but you did. Then again, I didn’t think you were much of a salad person, either, but you make the best salads. Not just tasty, but pleasing to the eye as well. Maybe it’s because of the marigolds. I miss your salad. I miss the orange stains on the cutting board. I miss picking up little pieces of marigold leaves off the kitchen floor. I miss the sight of you walking in with a fistful of blossoms. I try not to think about the fact that I may never eat marigolds with you again. Sometimes, though, I can̵
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Marigolds are Edible

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Marigolds are Edible

Marigolds are edible. Good in salads, too. You taught me that. I didn’t think you were the kind of person to know that, but you did. Then again, I didn’t think you were much of a salad person, either, but you make the best salads. Not just tasty, but pleasing to the eye as well. Maybe it’s because of the marigolds. I miss your salad. I miss the orange stains on the cutting board. I miss picking up little pieces of marigold leaves off the kitchen floor. I miss the sight of you walking in with a fistful of blossoms. I try not to think about the fact that I may never eat marigolds with you again. Sometimes, though, I can̵
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Bathelbart's Toys, Trinkets, and Sundry

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Bathelbart's Toys, Trinkets, and Sundry

Sir entered with a light step. Though he was the only one in the entire building, he felt it would be unsatisfactory to disturb the quiet. The silence would be broken soon enough, but for just a little longer, it should remain. Sir ran a gloved finger over a tabletop as he entered the storeroom. He wrinkled his nose at the gray clump that appeared on his fingertip. Terribly unsatisfactory, all this dust. Sir did not envy the maid who would have to remove it all. As Sir picked the dust clump off his glove, he made a mental note to add a few extra coins to the maid’s salary this week. Sir walked softly around the storeroom, inspecting t

Maraly (342) - Everyday Vignette #16

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Maraly (342) - Everyday Vignette #16

Maraly (342) was my favorite Rider. She never hurried, struck, or yelled at me. She spoke to me as though I were her friend. She maintained my parts as well as possible, even when she did not have enough currency for proper maintenance. Once, while Maraly (342) and I were working, she queried how long I had been a Tow Vehicle. When I answered, she replied, "Well damn, you been doing this so long, you near don't need me none. You just keep at pace. I needa water myself. Throat's dry." Then she laid the reins down, poured an unknown liquid into her tankard, and consumed it. I almost reminded Maraly (342) that consuming food or beverages on dut

Silverhand - Everyday Vignette #20

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Silverhand - Everyday Vignette #20

Seamus Silverhand took a long, slow pull on his pipe. Finally, he said, "You want to come on this mission, do you?" "Aye," said Asher. "You really think you're ready for the Wild?" Seamus looked the young man up and down. "You don't hardly look like you'd last a minute out there." "I think you'd be surprised." "Would I, now?" Asher prayed he didn't look as unsure as he felt under the old archer's cold gaze. Seamus said nothing for a long while, but only puffed on his pipe and stared. Asher waited. "Very well." Asher blinked. "What?" "Was I unclear? I said very well. You can come. Unless you've already changed your mind." "No! I mean, I..." A

it's just me - Everyday Vignette #10

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it's just me - Everyday Vignette #10

i just came to say i still love you ok i have to go back to my grave now

The Orderly and the Queen - Everyday Vignette #15

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The Orderly and the Queen - Everyday Vignette #15

"Time for breakfast, Your Highness," I say. Amber Verdan is smiling when I come into her cell. Weird. She never smiles. "Greetings, Arthur," she says. "Today is a glorious day." "Yeah?" I ask as I set her tray down. "Why's that?" Verdan's smile grows wider. "Arthur, I finally have recovered all my power. Today I shall escape this place and return to my kingdom." "Oh, ok." I mentally note to have a watch put on Verdan, though I doubt she'd try anything. Except for the fact that she thinks she's a fairy queen, Verdan's harmless. Almost sane, really. "Arthur, you have long been my favorite. I would have you come with me and be my knight, if

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The Orderly and the Queen - Everyday Vignette #15

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The Orderly and the Queen - Everyday Vignette #15

"Time for breakfast, Your Highness," I say. Amber Verdan is smiling when I come into her cell. Weird. She never smiles. "Greetings, Arthur," she says. "Today is a glorious day." "Yeah?" I ask as I set her tray down. "Why's that?" Verdan's smile grows wider. "Arthur, I finally have recovered all my power. Today I shall escape this place and return to my kingdom." "Oh, ok." I mentally note to have a watch put on Verdan, though I doubt she'd try anything. Except for the fact that she thinks she's a fairy queen, Verdan's harmless. Almost sane, really. "Arthur, you have long been my favorite. I would have you come with me and be my knight, if
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Army Reserve wife. Creative. Daydreamer. Weirdo.

I will do slightly unethical things for coffee, chocolate, or a fruity wine.

No longer actively posting on dA, but still following my favorite artists.

Favourite Visual Artist
Bill Watterson
Favourite Movies
Labyrinth, The Princess Bride
Favourite TV Shows
Good Eats, Whose Line is it Anyway?
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Switchfoot, Jars of Clay, Florence + the Machine, Owl City, Mumford & Sons
Favourite Books
Till We Have Faces
Favourite Writers
CS Lewis, Billy Collins
Favourite Games
Bastion
Favourite Gaming Platform
PC
Tools of the Trade
Scissors, old greeting cards, paper cutter, bit and pieces, various kinds of tape, Photoshop CS5, and my razor-sharp wit
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Art, creative writing, tech, fantasy, science fiction, music, witty banter, and all things yummy and/or shiny

On Limits, Hard Choices, and Letting Go

On Limits, Hard Choices, and Letting Go

I've been thinking lately. Agonizing, really. Agonizing over having too many hobbies & pursuits & not enough time to do or become good at anything. Feeling guilty & continually frustrated at the lack of time, & feeling foolish about promising myself & others that I would get back to it. (Looking at you, dA "updates" for the last two years.) I realized that the only practical way for me to stop the guilt & frustration was to start choosing. Choosing what pursuits are closest to my heart, letting go of the pursuits that aren't so close, & then committing to those pursuits that make the cut. It's not easy to admit th
Not dead, just dormant. Had the worst 6 months of my life last Aug.-Jan. (Things are better now.) Then I was doing a lot of traveling, geocaching, & work, & just kept running out of time to do much else. Things have settled down now, & I'm getting be...

Realistic Indefinite Hiatus

Realistic Indefinite Hiatus

Captain Obvious here to tell you that Everyday Vignettes is now officially going on another indefinite hiatus. I'm in the process of upgrading to a new, faster computer & life is coming at me in all directions right now. I will take up short fiction again, perhaps not on a daily basis, but right now I have to admit to myself that some things have to go until I can work in a regular commitment. I absolutely hate being one of those on-again-off-again creators, but it kinda looks like I've done that anyway, huh? Anyway, I'll still be occasionally checking into dA, & I'll build up a buffer in the stolen moments I have in the upcoming mon

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Thanks for the watch!
Thanks so much for the watch! You got some awesome crafts in your gallery!
Well thank you! I'm quite fond of your comic The Wounded, and finally decided to watch you mostly to follow that, but also because your other work is fantastic, too. :D (Big Grin) 
AmandaBastianProfessional General Artist
Hi!!! :wave: I've made a new account. :iconmukki-tadi:
Used to be *The-Artistic-A. :meow: I'll be transferring all of my art and making it my main account.
Oh,thanks for letting me know! I'll make sure to Watch it!
AmandaBastianProfessional General Artist
You're welcome :)
*watches you again*