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FFM '20, Day 5: The Bleeding Heart Hotel

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FFM '20, Day 5: The Bleeding Heart Hotel

Today was a day filled with bleeding hearts. No seriously, they grow everywhere around my house, that’s why we call it Bleeding Heart Hotel. Some thought it was a reference to Elvis’s Heartbreak Hotel. But no, it was just for the plants. Sometimes we woke up to photographers trespassing on the property to do impromptu photo shoots. We usually ran them off by letting loose my crazy Aunt Lindy with a garden rake. The trespassers then sprinted off, screaming bloody murder. In fact, it was crazy Aunt Lindy that helped arrange the bleeding heart flowers in the first place. They dropped down from the balconies and from hanging plant pots, and just generally dangled wherever they were planted. Well, recently, about two days ago, crazy Aunt Lindy died. Freak accident of a hornet sting; it hid in one of the plants, sneaky bastard. Anyway, she got all swoll’ in the foot, getting bigger, redder, and puffier each day until she finally said, “Goodnight, Bleeding Hearts,” and kicked the

FFM '20, Day 1: Real-Life Sitcom

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FFM '20, Day 1: Real-Life Sitcom

“Hey, Eddie,” I called. “Can I bum a cigar?” He took one out of his back pocket. “I didn’t know you smoked.” I snorted. “I don’t. I just want to break it in half; you stink like a chimney in Victorian London when you smoke.” All of a sudden I heard some giggling. “Did you hear that?” asked Eddie. “Yeah,” I replied. “It sounded like a laugh-track.” The laughing got louder. Eddie winced. “You don’t suppose we got caught up in a Saturday night sitcom, do you?” More laughing. “That’s enough!” I shouted. “We’re trying to have conversation here!” A couple walked by us giving us dirty stares; probably thought I was nuts. “How do we get out?” asked Eddie. I thought for a moment. “We fade out?” Another round of laughter annoyed us. “That’s not going to work, that only happens in post-processing,” said Eddie. “Oh yeah,” I agreed. “Maybe we could pace around in circles until we think of something.” Laughter. “You know?” I shouted. “That’s really getting old!” More

Flash Fiction Friday '20, Wk 4: Techno Geisha

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Flash Fiction Friday '20, Wk 4: Techno Geisha

Neo-Tokyo was home to a techno geisha named Midori. She worked as a DJ, airing robotic melodies to dancers at the clubs. Midori’s famous mixes contained the vintage sounds of the e-shamisen, and works by the bygone duo known as the Yoshida Brothers. The geishas in Midori’s district were often traditional in dress – with long pastel floral robes – while she opted for shorter modern kimonos in blinding neon hues. Her friends joked that no one could hear her because her outfits were so loud. “What?!” said her friends, “I can’t hear you over your pants!” These moments often ended in eyerolls. One foggy day, Midori decided to visit Shodoshima, to see the stone temples now caving in with age. She arrived by skiff, having sped over the waters from Okayama, and intended to hike on her own to the highest cliffs to look upon the island and meditate. She soon found she was not alone, however; darker people, natives, surrounded her. They gently beckoned to her and she followed. They led her

FFFri. '20, Wk. 3: The Great Celestial Baking Show

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FFFri. '20, Wk. 3: The Great Celestial Baking Show

“Okay,” says Vega, “this week you must bake us a wedding cake.” “But not just any wedding cake,” Aquila chimes in. “This must incorporate untraditional flavors. So, be creative, five hours, ready, steady, bake!” Cassiopeia eyes us nervously. “Don’t know if I can get my idea done in time,” she sighs. Her cake is three-tiered with chocolate ganache filling, and adds cinnamon and paprika into the batter. The outside is iced with butter-cream and fondant plumerias. Deneb laughs. “I’m pretty traditional,” he says, “so this’ll be a challenge for me.” His cake is a two-tiered carrot cake, both layers covered with chocolate fondant and chili flakes. “Not sure if mine is original enough, but I’ll keep going,” says Ursa fretfully. Ursa’s cake mixes sweet and sour flavors – honey and lime zest – with masala-vanilla icing on each tier and crushed macadamias sprinkled around the outside. As the bakers work for many hours, Jupiter and Venus mill around, checking on their progress. “He makes

Flash Fiction Friday '20, Wk 2: The Battle

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Flash Fiction Friday '20, Wk 2: The Battle

Swiftly, and on silent wings, the owl perched upon the shoulder of a figure clad in blue robes and holding an ominous gold spear. The owl, tan of feather and black of eye, squinted in the direction of the sun. The luminous orb lit the clouds into blood-riddled stains on the horizon, seeping into the grand fields below and glaring off of the gold and silver helms of the marching legions thereon. The two armies faced off, scrutinizing each other from the safety of the distance between them. The soldiers among those in the silver army fumed with steam and an audible hiss passed through them that the gold army took offense to. Mounted generals rode before their charges, and spoke inspiring words to them. So great this battle was to be, and the expectation of casualties was high. The silver leaders became alarmed at something and barked orders at the left and right flanks to sprint forth and close in the formation with shields up. A volley of golden arrows struck the silver shielding

Flash Fiction Friday '20 Wk 1: Bereznoth the Clerk

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Flash Fiction Friday '20 Wk 1: Bereznoth the Clerk

Oh, of course Bereznoth wanted nothing more than to be recognized, but working in the filing department wasn’t much going to help that. If anything, it would set him back two millennia. He set out one day with an armful of documents, headed over to the infinite-sized filing cabinet and proceeded to arrange them in chronological order. There was no alphabetical order for them here in the Underneath World for they had no alphabet, rather a syllabary of complex characters too large and cumbersome to write on a tab for filing. Therefore, they used millennia to separate their files. The system worked well, but it too was rather a mess. Bereznoth had once asked if they could rework the system to reflect what happened in all the ages of the Upper and the Underneath Worlds by using colors and shapes, but he nearly got laughed out of the office. Instead, Bereznoth became stuck in his own little world. No amount of input would ever get him any promotions. No amount of strength shown to his
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FFM '20, Day 5: The Bleeding Heart Hotel

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FFM '20, Day 5: The Bleeding Heart Hotel

Today was a day filled with bleeding hearts. No seriously, they grow everywhere around my house, that’s why we call it Bleeding Heart Hotel. Some thought it was a reference to Elvis’s Heartbreak Hotel. But no, it was just for the plants. Sometimes we woke up to photographers trespassing on the property to do impromptu photo shoots. We usually ran them off by letting loose my crazy Aunt Lindy with a garden rake. The trespassers then sprinted off, screaming bloody murder. In fact, it was crazy Aunt Lindy that helped arrange the bleeding heart flowers in the first place. They dropped down from the balconies and from hanging plant pots, and just generally dangled wherever they were planted. Well, recently, about two days ago, crazy Aunt Lindy died. Freak accident of a hornet sting; it hid in one of the plants, sneaky bastard. Anyway, she got all swoll’ in the foot, getting bigger, redder, and puffier each day until she finally said, “Goodnight, Bleeding Hearts,” and kicked the

FFM '20, Day 1: Real-Life Sitcom

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FFM '20, Day 1: Real-Life Sitcom

“Hey, Eddie,” I called. “Can I bum a cigar?” He took one out of his back pocket. “I didn’t know you smoked.” I snorted. “I don’t. I just want to break it in half; you stink like a chimney in Victorian London when you smoke.” All of a sudden I heard some giggling. “Did you hear that?” asked Eddie. “Yeah,” I replied. “It sounded like a laugh-track.” The laughing got louder. Eddie winced. “You don’t suppose we got caught up in a Saturday night sitcom, do you?” More laughing. “That’s enough!” I shouted. “We’re trying to have conversation here!” A couple walked by us giving us dirty stares; probably thought I was nuts. “How do we get out?” asked Eddie. I thought for a moment. “We fade out?” Another round of laughter annoyed us. “That’s not going to work, that only happens in post-processing,” said Eddie. “Oh yeah,” I agreed. “Maybe we could pace around in circles until we think of something.” Laughter. “You know?” I shouted. “That’s really getting old!” More

Flash Fiction Friday '20, Wk 4: Techno Geisha

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Flash Fiction Friday '20, Wk 4: Techno Geisha

Neo-Tokyo was home to a techno geisha named Midori. She worked as a DJ, airing robotic melodies to dancers at the clubs. Midori’s famous mixes contained the vintage sounds of the e-shamisen, and works by the bygone duo known as the Yoshida Brothers. The geishas in Midori’s district were often traditional in dress – with long pastel floral robes – while she opted for shorter modern kimonos in blinding neon hues. Her friends joked that no one could hear her because her outfits were so loud. “What?!” said her friends, “I can’t hear you over your pants!” These moments often ended in eyerolls. One foggy day, Midori decided to visit Shodoshima, to see the stone temples now caving in with age. She arrived by skiff, having sped over the waters from Okayama, and intended to hike on her own to the highest cliffs to look upon the island and meditate. She soon found she was not alone, however; darker people, natives, surrounded her. They gently beckoned to her and she followed. They led her

FFFri. '20, Wk. 3: The Great Celestial Baking Show

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FFFri. '20, Wk. 3: The Great Celestial Baking Show

“Okay,” says Vega, “this week you must bake us a wedding cake.” “But not just any wedding cake,” Aquila chimes in. “This must incorporate untraditional flavors. So, be creative, five hours, ready, steady, bake!” Cassiopeia eyes us nervously. “Don’t know if I can get my idea done in time,” she sighs. Her cake is three-tiered with chocolate ganache filling, and adds cinnamon and paprika into the batter. The outside is iced with butter-cream and fondant plumerias. Deneb laughs. “I’m pretty traditional,” he says, “so this’ll be a challenge for me.” His cake is a two-tiered carrot cake, both layers covered with chocolate fondant and chili flakes. “Not sure if mine is original enough, but I’ll keep going,” says Ursa fretfully. Ursa’s cake mixes sweet and sour flavors – honey and lime zest – with masala-vanilla icing on each tier and crushed macadamias sprinkled around the outside. As the bakers work for many hours, Jupiter and Venus mill around, checking on their progress. “He makes

Flash Fiction Friday '20, Wk 2: The Battle

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Flash Fiction Friday '20, Wk 2: The Battle

Swiftly, and on silent wings, the owl perched upon the shoulder of a figure clad in blue robes and holding an ominous gold spear. The owl, tan of feather and black of eye, squinted in the direction of the sun. The luminous orb lit the clouds into blood-riddled stains on the horizon, seeping into the grand fields below and glaring off of the gold and silver helms of the marching legions thereon. The two armies faced off, scrutinizing each other from the safety of the distance between them. The soldiers among those in the silver army fumed with steam and an audible hiss passed through them that the gold army took offense to. Mounted generals rode before their charges, and spoke inspiring words to them. So great this battle was to be, and the expectation of casualties was high. The silver leaders became alarmed at something and barked orders at the left and right flanks to sprint forth and close in the formation with shields up. A volley of golden arrows struck the silver shielding

Flash Fiction Friday '20 Wk 1: Bereznoth the Clerk

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Flash Fiction Friday '20 Wk 1: Bereznoth the Clerk

Oh, of course Bereznoth wanted nothing more than to be recognized, but working in the filing department wasn’t much going to help that. If anything, it would set him back two millennia. He set out one day with an armful of documents, headed over to the infinite-sized filing cabinet and proceeded to arrange them in chronological order. There was no alphabetical order for them here in the Underneath World for they had no alphabet, rather a syllabary of complex characters too large and cumbersome to write on a tab for filing. Therefore, they used millennia to separate their files. The system worked well, but it too was rather a mess. Bereznoth had once asked if they could rework the system to reflect what happened in all the ages of the Upper and the Underneath Worlds by using colors and shapes, but he nearly got laughed out of the office. Instead, Bereznoth became stuck in his own little world. No amount of input would ever get him any promotions. No amount of strength shown to his

FFM Links - 6 July 2020

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FFM Links - 6 July 2020

Welcome to Flash Fiction Month, day 6. At this point you’re (probably) at half a dozen stories - at any rate, more stories than you had at the beginning of the month! Keep going!! ________________________________________________________________________ Instructions Flash Fiction Month is about writing – and posting – a story between 55-1000 words in length every day during July. Each day we'll upload a deviation where you can post your story for the day, with optional prompts, and the occasional optional challenge. Paste a link to your flash fiction piece for July 6 in the comments below. If you write a story every day this month, and complete every challenge, you will undoubtedly enter Flash Fiction Valhalla, where you shall cavort to your hearts content for all eternity under the unblinking gaze of the all-seeing eye. You could also win a prize! When you upload your newly minted literature deviations remember to use these official FFM tags: #flashfiction , #flashfictionmonth

FFM Links - 3 July 2020

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FFM Links - 3 July 2020

Welcome to Flash Fiction Month, day 3. Well just look at all of you, emerging from your first challenge of the month, still so fresh-faced and shiny. Some of us are starting to warm up and get back into the flash fiction spirit. Others are wondering, "Wait, how does one write this flash fiction nonsense again?" as we reread our (indisputably charming) vignettes. Truly the line is a fine one, but the key (as yesterday's challenge taught us), is in the ingredients. Every story needs some conflict, and a beginning, a middle, and an end. ;) So sally forth writers, for there's flash fiction to be written! Viva! ______________________________________________________________________ Instructions Flash Fiction Month is about writing – and posting – a story between 55-1000 words in length every day during July. Each day we'll upload a deviation where you can post your story for the day, with optional prompts, and the occasional optional challenge. Paste a link to your flash fiction piece

FFM Links - 1 July 2020

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FFM Links - 1 July 2020

Welcome to Flash Fiction Month, day 1. Thus, our great adventure takes foot. A tentative step into the unknown. A leap into the greatest literary journey of this year! You have everything you need, right? Pen? Paper? Magical-beast repelling umbrella? Bug spray? Wait. You don’t have the umbrella? Oh my, this will be an adventure indeed. Welcome to Flash Fiction Month, 2020! ________________________________________________________________________ Instructions Flash Fiction Month is about writing – and posting – a story between 55-1000 words in length every day during July. Each day we'll upload a deviation where you can post your story for the day, with optional prompts, and the occasional optional challenge. Paste a link to your flash fiction piece for July 1 in the comments below. If you write a story every day this month, and complete every challenge, you will undoubtedly enter Flash Fiction Valhalla, where you may caper to your heart's content under the unblinking gaze of the

FFM Links - 2 July 2020

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FFM Links - 2 July 2020

Welcome to Flash Fiction Month, day 2. You check your handy watch to see how much time you have to write your FFM piece for today only to see that time is going… backwards?? What shenanigans is Hydra up to now? _______________________________________________________________________ Instructions Flash Fiction Month is about writing – and posting – a story between 55-1000 words in length every day during July. Each day we'll upload a deviation where you can post your story for the day, with optional prompts, and the occasional optional challenge. Paste a link to your flash fiction piece for July 2 in the comments below. If you write a story every day this month, and complete every challenge, you will undoubtedly enter Flash Fiction Valhalla, where you may frolic to your heart's content under the unblinking gaze of the all-seeing eye. You could also win a prize! When you upload your newly minted literature deviations remember to use these official FFM tags: #flashfiction

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  • Nov 26, 1985
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  • Deviant for 9 years
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Holly F.

Sa•git•tar•i•an•is•m

/ˌsædʒ ɪˈtɛər i ən ɪz əm/

noun

1. a state of being wherein one is eclectic in taste, has perpetual projects in motion (often more than one at a time), and is indefinable by any human standards or laws

"I can't finish anything I start; I must have a case of Sagittarianism."

2. ImagineAppleScruffs's new username.

"Sagittarianism is a great artist and writer on DeviantART."

Hello! Have fun looking at my varied works!

-- Holly

Bio:

I love DeviantArt! It's a wonderful community where I can find people just as weird as I am.

I like the Beatles.

I like the Young Ones, a 1980s British comedy TV show.

My art is usually done in Photoshop CS3 and Flash. And my cloth art is done in various fabrics, trims and beads, with needle and thread. No sewing machine.

I try to write every day. I aim to become a part time freelance writer.

I listen to music every day. I can't go through a whole day without it.

I play a multitude of musical instruments, but my favorite is the guitar!

I love to sing.

I also write my own music and lyrics. Now if only I could get them on the radio!

I like feedback on my work, so if you have something to say, please say it!

I believe in angels!

I love the TV show 'Gunsmoke'. I also like the show 'Bonanza'... and some of its characters: Little Joe Cartwright (played by Michael Landon) and Griff King (Tim Matheson), mainly.

My Tumblr: imagineapplescruffs.tumblr.com…

I love Star Wars and Luke Skywalker, but don't get me started on Mara Jade; I seriously don't like her and believe her creation by Timothy Zahn was a huge mistake.

Just sayin'!

Have fun here, guys!

My dA Family:

Twin brother: I luv you, man! BlindSharigan

Twin sister: I looooooove youuuu!!! ThisEndlessOrenda

If you want to be a part of my dA family, just note me as to who you want to be, and I'll add you!

Current Residence: Massachusetts USA

Favorite genre of music: Celtic, World, Oldies, Classical, Swing

Favorite photographer: Robert Doisneau, Harry Benson, Ansel Adams, Dezo Hoffman, Edward S Curtis, Linda Eastman McCartney

Favorite style of art: Art Nouveaux, Medieval stylized, popart/psychedelic, pre-raphaelite

Operating System: Windows 10

MP3 player of choice: my phone

Wallpaper of choice: Anything that fits with one of my projects.

Personal Quote: Great friends are amazing blessings. A thousand times over. -- Me


Favourite Visual Artist
Johannes Vermeer, Peter Max, Brian Froud, Edward Gorey, John William Waterhouse
Favourite Movies
Ghostbusters, Original Star Wars Trilogy, Master and Commander, Sherlock Holmes (the new ones), Marie Antoinette, Vatel, Anonymous, anything with Clint Eastwood ;) and anything historical
Favourite TV Shows
Blacklist, Siempre Bruja, Gunsmoke, Bonanza, Fairly Oddparents, Midsomer Murders, Doc Martin, Dark Matter, Supernatural, Bones
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
The Beatles, Omnia, Abney Park, Everly Brothers, Ralph Vaughan Williams (classical composer), Joaquin Rodrigo (classical composer), London Egg, Faun, R. Carlos Nakai, Jake Bugg, myNoise, David Arkenstone
Favourite Books
Outlander series by Diana Gabaldon, Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley, Angel on the Great Medicine Trail series by Marty Young Stratton, Holy Cow! by Sarah McDonald, The Wind is my Mother by Bear Heart,
Favourite Writers
Diana Gabaldon, Edgar Allan Poe, Indu Sundaresan, Alice Hoffmann, Marion Zimmer Bradley, James Thurber, Charles Dickens, William Shakespeare, Oscar Wilde, Catherynne M Valente
Favourite Games
Parlor games or anything to do with words! Design Home, Jewels of the Wild West, Mahjong, Pyramid
Favourite Gaming Platform
my phone ;)
Tools of the Trade
Lenovo laptop, Word, Canon EOS Rebel T5 and T6i DSLRs, Photoshop CS3, crochet hooks in various sizes, yarn, imagination and faith
Other Interests
writing, music, sleeping, singing, boxing, meditating, playing instruments, praying for peace, dreaming

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Just a heads up about my Bonanza fanfic called 'The New Hand': I'm going to be deleting parts 1 through 4 and resubmitting them as new deviations as I've gone over the MS I have thus far and fixed a lot of it up. Hopefully it'll look better. But jus

Heads Up!

Heads Up!

Just a heads up about my Bonanza fanfic called 'The New Hand': I'm going to be deleting parts 1 through 4 and resubmitting them as new deviations as I've gone over the MS I have thus far and fixed a lot of it up. Hopefully it'll look better. But just in case you faved it before (I noticed 1 fave on the first part, 2 faves on the second part, none on part three and 1 fave on part four) you may want to fave these parts again after I resubmit them. In particular the people tagged in this post should ideally refave the parts they liked so they don't lose the pages. @BookAnimal13 @Alexander-LR @criosphinxed So, guys, just letting you know ahead of time about this. I hope you're still here on dA and doing well. I hope this helps you enjoy my work more and I hope to see you back soon. I'll start resubmitting in about five days to a week from now, so you can put reminders on for yourself that the story parts will come back after that time. Thank you for your time and

What's the First Thing You'll Do Once the Pandemic Subs...

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  • Shop till I drop!
  • Stay home in fallout for five years
  • Eat at restaurants
  • Somethin' else... (please comment)

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Alicia365armourStudent Digital Artist

Thank you for 20 points.

SagittarianismHobbyist General Artist

No problem, my friend! :)

:peace:

Alicia365armourStudent Digital Artist

^w^

Hello, Holly:)

Thank you so much for your big kindness, very much appreciated, that made my day brighter:hug: :happybounce:

SagittarianismHobbyist General Artist

No problem! I've been looking for a good reason to give some points away. And thank you so much for all your faves! :)

:peace:

EllygatorHobbyist General Artist

Thanks so much for all your recent faves!

lunevesHobbyist Photographer

Thanks for watching! Shiny La