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Cake Decorating Woes
it was all going so nicely but everything ends. And  a day like today, a summer day with cloudless sky and sun a lot of heat, a lot of mess- If you're using buttercream which, I mean, really has butter in the name then you're asking for it, on a day like today. A day like today, with the children too hot to play and the workers too hot to work- well, really, dear, it's like wearing a swimsuit in January. all those friendly little nonpareils are going to melt right off. see, I knew it. Just look at you! there's red all over the place, and dear god, honey do you realize how long it takes to make those little gumpaste flowers
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TMDRound1- Songs of the River
At least there was a little more definition to this dreamscape, thought Luna with a sigh.  She and Johnny had been sent- well, perhaps that wasn't the right word- to a new location,  though they hadn't physically moved.  They had just stood, and the world had dissolved and reformed around them.  Quite bizarre.   Johnny hadn't said anything to her in a long while.  Mostly they kept away from each other, he nonchalantly pulling a packet of filterless cigarettes out of his jacket pocket and lighting it up with a flick of a silver lighter, and she too shy to approach him and try and fig
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TMD Audition- Bring The Dawn
She rarely saw the dawn. Charitably, one could call Luna nocturnal.  Last night, as was her habit, she had wandered the halls of the house alone, in the dark, silently, for fear of waking anyone up just because she was awake, and could not sleep.  She slept maybe ten minutes, curled up, and then at four thirty her friends were up and about, and she sipped at a cup of coffee and was bundled into the car. They were headed out to attend a wedding three states over, and time- for right now- was a bit tight, so they drove out before the sky had even started to get light.  Curled up in the back of the car- for she couldn't drive and was regulate
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TMD Character Ref- Johnny
--Basics-- Name:Johnny Rises-from-the-City Age: 31 Gender: Male --Appearance-- Height: 6'0 Weight: 175 Build:  Tall and wiry, with long. elegant limbs.  He is a chiseled sort of pretty boy, with a delicate yet very masculine look, and he is lightly muscled, thought not very much.    Skin: Dark tan, almost reddish skin.  He is, after all, Native American Hair: Black, thick and sleekly shiny, it's straight and cut a little longer than his shoulders.  He does different things with it all the time (or, to be more precise, his stylist does), and requires a lot of hair product. Eyes:
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TMD Author Ref- Luna
--Basics-- Name:Luna Invidia Age: 19 Gender: Female --Appearance-- Height: 5'3 Weight: A lady does not reveal her weight (but heavier than she'd like) Somewhere in between 150 and 200. Build:  Short and curvy, with a short torso and long legs.  Her feet and hands are very small, and she has a large chest, which makes her look a little top-heavy.  Most of the extra weight is in her belly, and she takes great pains to cover it with clothing; still, she can charitably be described as "chubby". Skin: Tan, not particularly dark but still not Caucasian.  Her complexion is good, though her face flushes
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Archaic Excuses
How much of you did I build to suit myself? Sometimes I forget, I forget that people are people and I think I can treat them the way I treat the bits of myself I put in stories. I build, I shape, I recreate and then I am surprised when these realities made fantasy act in unexpected ways. I paint my memories as I like them and I know I am forgetting things.   The world does not keep track for me, has no way to remind me that the world did not build itself around me I still have moments where I realize, this is another consciousness I am talking to. for the most part I can make the distinction, or do I think I am the only one who thi
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Fleur de Sel
In my mind, but not in memory I have felt the clattering of bones on bones and been whirled about in a mad dance tossed from hand to hand by faceless strangers felt the cloying stiffness of lace at my throat and at my breasts Felt too the simmering heat, the longing the despair when you did not come and who are all these people? They are not you. The rush again, the press of silence, of stillness and incongruous red poinsettias in July Always the sense of emptiness echoing back from glass and gleam to mock the girl, too young for this, in her trailing skirts. Always the sense of something left undone And past the ruffling s
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Irish Cream Cheesecake
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Cake Decorating Woes
it was all going so nicely but everything ends. And  a day like today, a summer day with cloudless sky and sun a lot of heat, a lot of mess- If you're using buttercream which, I mean, really has butter in the name then you're asking for it, on a day like today. A day like today, with the children too hot to play and the workers too hot to work- well, really, dear, it's like wearing a swimsuit in January. all those friendly little nonpareils are going to melt right off. see, I knew it. Just look at you! there's red all over the place, and dear god, honey do you realize how long it takes to make those little gumpaste flowers
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TMDRound1- Songs of the River
At least there was a little more definition to this dreamscape, thought Luna with a sigh.  She and Johnny had been sent- well, perhaps that wasn't the right word- to a new location,  though they hadn't physically moved.  They had just stood, and the world had dissolved and reformed around them.  Quite bizarre.   Johnny hadn't said anything to her in a long while.  Mostly they kept away from each other, he nonchalantly pulling a packet of filterless cigarettes out of his jacket pocket and lighting it up with a flick of a silver lighter, and she too shy to approach him and try and fig
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TMD Audition- Bring The Dawn
She rarely saw the dawn. Charitably, one could call Luna nocturnal.  Last night, as was her habit, she had wandered the halls of the house alone, in the dark, silently, for fear of waking anyone up just because she was awake, and could not sleep.  She slept maybe ten minutes, curled up, and then at four thirty her friends were up and about, and she sipped at a cup of coffee and was bundled into the car. They were headed out to attend a wedding three states over, and time- for right now- was a bit tight, so they drove out before the sky had even started to get light.  Curled up in the back of the car- for she couldn't drive and was regulate
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TMD Character Ref- Johnny
--Basics-- Name:Johnny Rises-from-the-City Age: 31 Gender: Male --Appearance-- Height: 6'0 Weight: 175 Build:  Tall and wiry, with long. elegant limbs.  He is a chiseled sort of pretty boy, with a delicate yet very masculine look, and he is lightly muscled, thought not very much.    Skin: Dark tan, almost reddish skin.  He is, after all, Native American Hair: Black, thick and sleekly shiny, it's straight and cut a little longer than his shoulders.  He does different things with it all the time (or, to be more precise, his stylist does), and requires a lot of hair product. Eyes:
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TMD Author Ref- Luna
--Basics-- Name:Luna Invidia Age: 19 Gender: Female --Appearance-- Height: 5'3 Weight: A lady does not reveal her weight (but heavier than she'd like) Somewhere in between 150 and 200. Build:  Short and curvy, with a short torso and long legs.  Her feet and hands are very small, and she has a large chest, which makes her look a little top-heavy.  Most of the extra weight is in her belly, and she takes great pains to cover it with clothing; still, she can charitably be described as "chubby". Skin: Tan, not particularly dark but still not Caucasian.  Her complexion is good, though her face flushes
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Archaic Excuses
How much of you did I build to suit myself? Sometimes I forget, I forget that people are people and I think I can treat them the way I treat the bits of myself I put in stories. I build, I shape, I recreate and then I am surprised when these realities made fantasy act in unexpected ways. I paint my memories as I like them and I know I am forgetting things.   The world does not keep track for me, has no way to remind me that the world did not build itself around me I still have moments where I realize, this is another consciousness I am talking to. for the most part I can make the distinction, or do I think I am the only one who thi
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Fleur de Sel
In my mind, but not in memory I have felt the clattering of bones on bones and been whirled about in a mad dance tossed from hand to hand by faceless strangers felt the cloying stiffness of lace at my throat and at my breasts Felt too the simmering heat, the longing the despair when you did not come and who are all these people? They are not you. The rush again, the press of silence, of stillness and incongruous red poinsettias in July Always the sense of emptiness echoing back from glass and gleam to mock the girl, too young for this, in her trailing skirts. Always the sense of something left undone And past the ruffling s
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On Being a Writer
This is a world that is not and never was.  But it should be- so I have created it.  And now it is.   I spun a city, a modern urban sprawling mess.  There is crime and grime and skinny stray dogs, and prostitutes and parks. I have created hoboes for my street corners and children for the schools, and I have even made superheroes and their villains to inhabit skyscrapers. There are billionaires in penthouses and beautiful hotels. I have made gardens. And somewhere in my city of lost horizons and broken dreams a woman weeps Because I created her to weep.  I created a husband just to kill him on the wedding day.  It was more dramati
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Okay, got tired of that mopey other journal! TODAY I GOT TO CHAT WITH FELICIA DAY.  Oh my god.  SHE TYPED MY NAME :heart: :heart: :heart: I'm never deleting these screenshots. Anyway.... my fangirling aside. I'm going to be judging the delightful :iconAnachronism-OST: !  The premise: take a comically-exaggerated historical character THROUGH TIME to help Gandhi fight Hitler. Yes.  It is that awesome. I hope to see everyone join, they're accepting comics, flash, and writing! Time for me to go squeal about Felicia Day some more.  8D Also this will be the last fancy journal I think.  Thank you again, Ganth.
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Emotion dump, possible LOA
So, I'm thinking I should probably just... leave the internet alone for a bit.  Stop making commitments.  I dunno.  I keep trying to make myself commit to things, and then I just get guilty and start avoiding things, which is bad? Yes? Anyway, I haven't been on recently because I don't have internet at home, and in case you didn't know, last Thursday my mother's fiance, Zach, was arrested.  I wasn't there, so I don't know exactly what happened, but it was a domestic violence charge, and my mother has a huge, puffy bruise on her neck.  I can extrapolate from there.... So I've been trying to be around her as much as I can, for support while s
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