Getting Back on Track

It is now April and there will be no fools here. I started Camp Nano on time and I am off to a good start. Last year, I forgot about it in April. Not this time. I have set myself a word goal per day and I just need to keep up with it until the end of the month. I think I will post it up on AO3 only when I am finished. That might be next month if I feel like it.

Tomorrow, I will post a new chapter in Kodoku. On Thursday, I will finish Wonderland Monologues II and I will start the new season of Earth Child. I will pick back up on my series, Mafia. There will be more stuff coming. I will have to make it work. I just don’t want to be bored and not writing again. All I can say is wish me luck.

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Back on Track

So, I am back on track for this week. I am working on my series, High Fever. Kodoku is getting two chapters on Valentine’s day. I am starting the second cour of The Fall on Thursday. There will be another chapter in Kodoku the week after that. From there, I will see what happens there.

I finally finished A Million Little Things. The ending was fine. I will be watching something new tomorrow. It’s going to be a JDrama called An Encouragement of Love. I might try to get back into Last Tango in Halifax. I will have to see how I feel. While I do that, you can…

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Nothing Much has Changed

I need something new. January is almost over. I am starting to get bored with how things are going with this light load. There’s not much to report here. I am trying to beat the boredom and change things for my life and writing. All I can say is wish me luck and…

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Still Working Something Out

It is week three of my break from posting anything. Well, I did post something last week. I added a new story to my Cowboy Bebop side story collection. Other than that, it was just Wasteland stories again. Season twelve with be over in two weeks. I might go back to posting something when it’s over. I figured out what I am doing for the birthdays of the Durarara characters. I got started on it yesterday. I will have to figure out how to write about lonliness. I finished Girl from Nowhere yesterday and now I am back to Saki. I will try and figure out what to do. For now…

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A Change in My Writing

Today, I decided to do something a little bit different. I am just going to work on two drafts today. Maybe there will be a third if I finish one of them early. I might take a little break from working on my site. (I didn’t feel like working on my Cowboy Bebop fic today.) I might delete my who planning list in my Kindle and just write different stories on a whim. I don’t know. I just want to do something different. I’m getting a bit restless with work if you know what I mean. I didn’t even feel like watching Girl from Nowhere today. (I’m watching Saki as I am writing this.) I am going to see where today takes me. Wish me luck on the outcome. While you’re at it…

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RIP Ghosts of Vanguard

One of the best small fanfic sites is dead and it won’t be coming back. They didn’t have enough money to keep the domain going. They fell behind since October. I gave them a little bit of money and I tried to see if I could get more but the admins never replied back until it was too late. They aren’t going to bring it back either. So, there goes another good fanfic site. I don’t know if I will look for another one. Most of them have gone away anyway. I already am on the big ones like Fanfiction, Wattpad, and AO3. I don’t know. Maybe prove me wrong? For now, RIP Ghosts of Vanguard. You were one of the best.

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Wasteland 2011 (Pt. 4)

We Live a Dying Dream

IV: We Live a Dying Dream:
Despair and disillusionment.
Tokyo pretends to be alive,
But, Modern Life is dead.
New York is dead,
London is dead,
Berlin is dead,
Paris is dead,
Moscow is dead,
Beijing is dead,
Rome is dead,
Tokyo is dead.
Dead when Persephone married Hades.
Ikkebukoro went pitch black at that
same night.
I started to go blind there too.
It started to rain now.
I don’t know why I am laughing
now.
I don’t remember anything,
I can’t feel anything,
I can’t see anymore,
I cannot talk;
I just sit chained in my darkness.
But then…
I hear the drums.

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Wasteland Plots II

Anri felt out of place in this onsen. She put her hand to her stomach. Was it okay for her to be here? The girl didn’t know why they invited her out here. She could feel Charlotte and Lorelei’s eyes on her back. The former was probably ready to pounce on her. She could picture Charlotte licking her lips.

“You wanted to see me?” Anri asked.

“Yeah,” Charlotte said. Saika’s holder turned around. Lanterns lit up the night around the three girls.

“Come closer,” Lorelei said.

Wasteland 2011 (Pt. 2)

II: Leda

I’m so tired of flesh and blood.
My lord has grown so vile.
He keeps me in my golden cage.
My wings are held by chains.
The darkness blocks out everything from me.
The rats are invading my head.
The rats are invading my head.
The rats are invading my head!
I cannot sleep;
I burn in fire.
Früher habe ich meinem Herrn, lieben (1.)
Seine seele ist jetzt tot (2.)
Ich werde zerreißen ihm das Herz (3.)
Und vernichten seine Seele (4.)
Er tötete mich zuerst5.
The rats and time have rotted
My brain.
I can’t remember much about my past.
Only bits and pieces come to my mind now.
I believe that I was born in Ireland
to a farmer girl and a German soldier.
The only thing I remember is my
Ability to hear the thoughts of the city.
Even the thoughts of despair can’t keep me together.
These chains suffocate me wings.
I can barely stand.
I used to sing,
But I keep quiet around my lord.
I will not give him the satisfaction.
The smell of cigarette smoke from his clothes
makes me feel sick.
The only thing I have left is the
Hope of escape and killing my vile lord.

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1.) Translation: I used to love my Lord

2.) Translation: His soul is dead now

3.) Translation: I will rip out his heart

4.) Translation: And crush his soul

5.) Translation: He killed me first

Wasteland 2011 (Pt. 1)

I: Silver Ice

She dances around her caged pole;
Hungry eyes on her as
Ice trails her body.
The fire around her can’t wake her.
Her soul is dead on the inside.
New Madonna is born.
The underbelly of Ikebukuro
Is her glittered cage
She calls home.
Everything is provided for her.
Her main master pays for her education
And everything he feels that a doll
Could ever want.
Yet, this will never be enough for her.
She doesn’t feel;
Eyes as dead as winter.
Out of the dolls in the underbelly,
She is the most desired out of them all.
Sing to me!
Nothing to say.
She’ll expose you.
He reaches out to grab her, but
She doesn’t move at all.
The pole dance is only a tease
To those who can’t get into get upstairs.
That space is spared for men with money.
This soulless goddess is then auctioned out to be
A one-night wife for the highest bidder.
Her option doesn’t matter.
She just takes it without a single
Thought of her own desires.
To her, love is just a game to
Sell for one night.
She will love them like a fly
And never love them again.
Countless men use and abuse her
All they want for the night.
She is their toy for that purpose alone.
The only rule is that they can’t leave
Any marks on her body
Afterward.
Yet, one young man has fallen for her and
Wants to set her free from this paradise prison
She is trapped inside.
He desires to show her what true love
And emotions are.
Many older gentlemen do not want this.
They want their toy all to themselves and will do
Anything to keep her in her cage.
They even have called in a black-coated
Information broker to help see to that.
In a way,
She is just like my Hyacinth Girl.
Both of them take the abuse and harm
Without any regard for themselves
At all.
They don’t even see their own beauty.
Both women closed off love from
themselves.
Love is like a sin to them that they
Cannot comprehend alone.
Such soulless beauty is as dangerous
Like a child with a gun.
They have no idea what damage
It could do to the men that desire
Around them.
Yet, the young man and I
Refuse to give up until
They are freed from their
Soulless icy cages.
Despite how vain the efforts look,
Something in us both refuses to
Let us give up until love
Wakes them up again.
But, how can even hope
To achieve this when they
Can’t even fix themselves?

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