I like to flirt. It’s part of who I am. But I’m not good with names. I don’t care to remember them so I don’t. It’ snot like I typically see them more than once – typically. So I have a nickname for women – Duckling.
I have 23 more prompts I can use without having to find something else to inspire my ramblings here. So to the point… Even if you don’t read regularly I’m going to ask you is there anything you want to know? About me? About my world? I’m not the best person to give you advice, but hey I could try. The only topic I won’t go into is AJ.
However, even my normal abilities aren’t so normal – at least not my sense of smell which is where the title comes in – scents. A great deal of my anxiety and comforts come from scent. The things I remember most from my childhood are typically embroiled deeply with given scents.
But one of the classic Buffy Halloween episodes featured the scariest thing of all – Bunnies. Anya was a former vengeance demon who was afraid of bunnies. They even referenced it in the Musical episode which was pretty awesome. Anya rocking out to bunnies was funny.
We all have our little bunnies.
But for each skill level there is a test. Even when you are an initiate there is a test, but the test is merely a mechanism to determine your power level and what elements you can touch. Most only get one, two at most, four is rare and being able to touch them all at the same time is rarely testable.
Since I was eight or nine years old my favorite spot was the roof of the Apex Unlimited building. The wind high above the city was brisk, the air much cleaner than it was down below. It wasn’t perfect but it was my serenity growing up.
I disagree with a part of the definition. Courage is not the ability to do something difficult, dangerous, painful etc, without fear it is to do it in-spite of that fear. Everyone is afraid of something. I have many fears – some are founded others are just silly to others.
AJ’s got a song on repeat that’s kinda got everyone on the sappy sad side right now. Saturn by Sleeping at Last is beautiful, the words are captivating and inspiring in that sad sort of way. It makes you miss people from your lives, knowing that they made an impact on your life.
If I could write a letter to past me this is what I’d say
The writing prompt I found today was to create your monster and tell what it ate, where it lived, etc. So I’m going to use that to tell you about Marionettes. Marionettes are a class of supernatural beings that do not have corporeal bodies of their own – angels, demons and ghosts specifically.
Venatori children are much like children ones if they have a loving family. When I was five my favorite toy was my stuffed Mushu dragon. He went everywhere with me. He was my own personal dragon guardian just like in the movie Mulan. He helped me cope with the woes of a 5-year old which at the time were mild to none.
Yeah sorry. No time today. AJ’s fixing the computer at work which means I’m put to the side. My ego is so hurt right now. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.
Sharing time. Saw the prompt liked it enough that I convinced AJ to post mine… So first snippet don’t mind the grammar spelling and the inconsistencies it’s a very rough draft.
Things definitely did not go according to plans. But in my honest opinion it’s the better version of the whole story. A final culmination of what AJ has been building. AJ has written the first part of this story a total of 5 times now from scratch each time and each time it keeps changing. This time I think it works best for the entirety of the whole story.
I’m terrified of needles. I have two tattoos however. The first I got while I was drunk at 16, the other I was on a ceremonial hallucinogen that every Venatori is required to take and the tattoo to get..
What is your idea of perfect happiness? What is your greatest fear? What is the trait you most deplore in yourself? and more…
It’s already past noon, and AJ’s been working hard and writing in between spare moments. And I’m being lazy cause AJ’s so busy. I really don’t want to drop my posting streak cause there is no inspiration. At least not inspiration we can share with you.
AJ is working on Camp NaNoWriMo at the moment – writing my introduction story. The how it all begins type thing. AJ’s on target for the writing goal of 75K – though this past weekend was a bust writing.
What do I believe in? Honestly things are quite believable. I believe in monsters and magic, but I don’t believe there is a god or some higher being. The world is a lot stranger than most people think.
Define love? I know what I want it to be – unconditional, irreplaceable and unmoveable. But love is hardly that. People throw it around and don’t mean it. I love you. I love this painting. I love pizza. Love.