The Giddy Delusions of Dreams

Remember last post, Passionate Guilt of a Writer, where I started off talking about Luminescence in the Darkness? Well started with a quote, which I am actually quite fond of.  

Seth Meyers (Image found using Google)

"Sorrow for what I did to a world I created before I delved to image it's beauty, but to preserve the planet would mean the story never happen." -Nekodra

Is that too egotistical to be proud of/attached to my own quotes? I also rather love:

"Our Milky Way Galaxy is but an atom of dust in an endless mansion, that in all of existence, has never been dusted." -Nekodra

“I am an Immortal Soul, locked in mortal skin, fearing I'll never be free again.”-Nekodra

Anyways, in Passionate Guilt of a Writer, I talked about how I am an idiot for not watching SNL actively till now? Well, I was going to start from the very beginning (which I have watched the first 5), but I am being a fan girl for Bill Hader and Seth Meyer (Seth has the most wonderful smile *Swoon*) and (Bill is so hilarious when doing game show hosts/suits are uber sexy, well he is sexy. Also Stefon is just adorable. Yes, I completely ship Stefon and Seth Meyers from weekend up >.> *cough* ) Also it was Bill Hader's birthday the other day and I am sure he won't see this but, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

So anyways, I am watching more recent episodes. I do plan to go back to the later years at some point. I want to also go through Jimmy Fallon's years, because enjoy Late night with Jimmy Fallon and the episode he hosted was good times. When people talk about Justin Beiber, I laugh because I will forever only ever see Jimmy Fallon's Justin impression. You know, Jimmy is pretty fine looking himself. I wouldn't mind a hug from those three, Jimmy, Bill, and Seth. And being Comedians, I bet they are fun so hang out with. But anyways, all episodes are good times (that I have seen), not every skit, but on the whole- Awesomesauce. I started watching an episode with Jim Carry the other night, loved that guy since I was a kid and I just remembered I never finished watching it. I had to go to bed, early alarm for work. I am sad the current season is over, but breaks are needed, totally understandable. I bare no ill will, just want to watch more. I have no new shows to watch till fall, everything I watch has ended. Though there are a few new summer shows that look promising.

Spoiler for Shows Warning:

Corbin Bernsen (Image from)

Psych:
T.T I am so worried for Henry! That was such an evil cliff hanger for the summer. I keep consoling myself that its Psych, they are not going to kill off a main character, right?! Right!?? And just because he is at filming, doesn't mean he is alive, because there are almost always flashbacks. And did you see the shirt Corbin Bernsen wore? Mean, taunting and mean. Lol. I know its to get hype and all that, and I know they end seasons like this to make sure you want to watch next season- BUT no, no you don't, those who love the show don't need a cliff hanger to want to watch next season. We already will want to, sure it makes us anticipate it, but still. I love the show don't get me wrong, just worried for Henry. I have my top favorite crush characters Shawn and Lassie, and then I have my top favorite Boss character which is Henry. I believe I mentioned this before in Shadows of Unwavering Blue, I think he is a wonderful father. Him and Lucien LaCroix from Forever Knight are the best fathers.

Doctor Who:
It wasn't long ago that over twitter Karen announced that our wonderful Amy and Rory Pond filmed their last episode. I am sure when it airs I will ball my eyes out. I am also super curious about the new companion, I saw her in the Titanic mini series that aired this last April, and she seems like a lot of fun and a perfect fit for a Doctor Companion. I am torn between wanting to see this new companion, but not, because seeing the new companion means we have lost Amy and Rory. Makes me tear up thinking about it.

Red Dwarf X:
I remember reading somewhere that while it would be ready to air this summer, of course it won't actually air till fall. *table flip* But I am eager to see it, from all the spoiler free reviews on those who got to see the filming. I hear its going to be great and still very classic Red Dwarf style. Yay! Arnold J. Rimmer, can't wait to see him again. I may have to go re-watch it on Netflix again this summer before it airs.

Vampire Diaries:
I finally watched the season finale the other day. I nearly had a heart attack when for a moment, no more then once they made it seem liked Damon was going to die. I also nearly cried because he was going to die alone because Elena chose the other brother. But you know what, she can have him, that means Damon is free for the taking. ^_~

Bill Hader as Stefon and Seth Meyers on SNL

End of Spoilers.

Side note on SNL:
You know you've watched too much SNL when you began writing various monologue ideas for various possible scenarios of how/why your getting the amazing chance to host SNL.

(Quick edit: Did I mention I also wrote a skit idea that made fun of my own stories? >.> )

My Book Projects:

Bill Hader as Stefon on SNL

I also started working on a movie script idea for a Vampire Romantic Comedy with my dream cast staring, Bill Hader, Seth Meyers, and David Tenannt (As Vampires of course). Then also Timothy Omundson (not as a vampire only because there needs to be some humans). Still only the very bare bones of plot ideas, so there aren't many characters, yet. There is also the lead lady, who I will foolish dream about playing but I know it won't happen, hence the more minor character that will be involved enough to get a scene or two with each dream cast male actor >.> *cough* But as gun-ho as I feel about it; because it feels like being on the set with those guys would be so fun and I would finally have gotten a chance to be on a movie set, but I must be realistic in my dreaming.

WOVaN is priority one, because I want to publish it first. I also want to get Modern Magic book 1 flushed out enough to seek a professional editor. So the Vampire Romantic Comedy will be very side project, but I need to research writing scripts. So if anyone has any good tips about writing scripts, toss them my way if you have a moment. It seems like it would be easier to write scripts, because its not full detailed writing like a book, but that will probably actually be harder for me and I still need to find out how they are formatted.

Back to WOVaN:
 Is coming along wonderfully! I almost have Vol. 1 ready to seek a professional editor. All but two stories are complete, and those that are complete are also as flush out as I can probably get them. Then the two stories that are left, still need an ending. >.< but what is written is pretty/mostly flushed out. So once I can think of an ending, I think its time to hunt for a professional editor. The cover has been commissioned, but I haven't gotten a rough sketch yet to approve, but I am patiently and eagerly waiting. Its being done by my awesomely talented friend, Miha, her DeviantArt. I did however sketched what will be, I guess the best description is icon for the series. A stylized version of the titled. I think its boss if I do say so myself. Once I get my new laptop and can flush it out more on the computer, I will show it off. I also have a few stories started and roughly written for WOVaN Vol. 2.

(Little edit: A few hours after this post was initial made, I finished up those two stories. Yay! So if anyone has advise on finding an editor, I am all ears. I have just never done this before and I will admit, I am really nervous. But, I must grow skin like stone and see how this turns out- once I find an editor of course.)

I know I haven't posted a short story in a few posts. Bad blogger, bad! I know its a pathetic excuse, but I have been so focused on my current projects that its hard to pull my mind away and write something completely random, but for you, My Dear Readers, I will try. This is going to be something completely off the top of my head, free writing, lets see if I will let myself post if after seeing what happens:

For Evergreen
by Nekodra K.D. LaCroix

She stared out the water beaten window out at the evergreen trees, the amply source nickname of the state. Evergreen they are, and they have the house surrounded and isolated. The rhythm of the relentless rain was reassuring, relaxing, and for a moment she closed her eyes and let the heavy pounding of the sound carry her away down a calming river blanket of warmth. Nothing else existed but that sound and meditated silence of the world. A clap of thunder and everything swirled downwards, an interrupting sound, breaking her trance. Not that she had anything wrong against a good thunderstorm, it was just unexpected. She looked out at the trees again, baby birds just learning to fly fluttered from branch to branch with frenzied excitement, or trying to find a branch to shelter from the rain.

"Have you come to a decision yet?" He came from the front room, his golden eyes blazed in hunger. The door banged loudly against the wall, surely leaving yet another mark on the scarred wall. He growled like the wolf he was, cornering his prey.

"I already give you my answer." She stubbornly continued watching the green dance in the wind, taking it the hundred of subtle shades from bright lime to deep forest and everything in-between.

"And I am giving you a chance to be the smart girl I am beginning to think doesn't exist." He stomped almost comically like a drama queen, but he was a guy who is nothing but serious and cold.

"I guess you were mistaken." She knew those words would begin today's list of regrets, but she was reaching the point of no return. The break in her sanity people jokingly believed she reached years ago.

His hand gripped his chin, forcing her to look at him. Claws digging wounds into her cheek, which tried to rapidly heal themselves but the freshly populated skin cells found themselves blocked by the hard cold talons. The skin protested and cried in panic and that hurt worse then the initial tear and he knew it.

"Haven't you realized its hopeless? He never cared about you, if he did, he would have taken you with him."

"He assumed you'd follow him, rather then be petty by going for me. But, I guess he never calculated your stupidity."

"Whats that suppose to mean?!" He tossed her face away with a disgusted, causing her to hit the window with a sickening crack, spider rivets snaked out from the center of impact along the once smooth surface of the glass, but she hid the relief of her wounds now able to heal.

"If you had taken a moment to actually think, you would have followed him and do you want to know why?" She smirked in a taunting sing-song voice, pausing for his answer.

Uncrossing his arms, he pulled back his hand to slap her across the face. The sound echoed in the small cement room, "Stop with you condescending tone and tell me!"

"Then you could have caught up with him and dueled him on a more even playing field-"

She didn't flinched as her face suddenly splattered in his dark cold blood, a silver stake protruding from his chest, only inches from her face.

"Sweetheart, be careful, don't let any of that get in your mouth." Peering out from behind the shocked dying form before her.

"-You see, he never actually left town, in fact he was counting on you being petty. Ironically to stab you in the back." Carefully wiping blood away from her mouth.

He choked, mouth flapping open and close, unable to form any words, but he had clearly understood hers by the angered shock, the murder in his eyes, they then rolled up, as he crumpled to the floor with a last spasm before stiffening in death.
(The end)

Actually wow, interesting. I actually kind of like it. It actually- I caught myself off guard when it crossed my mind to have the blood suddenly splatter across her face. I hope that made up for the lack of short stories I posted.

Aright, I think that is it for the blog today. I am off to work of WOVaN and Luminescence in the Darkness. Please while feeling free to share this with friends, I did write this story, quite literally in 30 minutes, so remember it was written by me. Thank you. Enjoy!

If you want to read more short stories:
Short Stories Guide
WOTDS Guide

~Nekodra K.D. LaCroix
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Hologram Crush

Working on Modern Day Magic

I have done a lot on Modern Day Magic the last few days. I won't post another sample. For one I don't know if anyone wants to read it and second I want to publish it when its finished- so I shouldn't give anymore away or anything like that. In the words of River Song, "Spoilers, Sweetie, spoilers." (I need to watch more Doctor Who, I can't recall if that's how she said it or not. >.< I feel ashamed.)


I feel a lot better about some spots in the beginning of Modern Day Magic. I sat down late that night after I posted Pineapplious Meltdown: Link, 3am-5am (I am a night owl as you can see but the date and time on this post) and I just really studied what I had in that beginning part. I re-work a lot of it. It still needs improvement, but I think its getting there though. I fixed some awkward spots, at least I hope so. ^_^;;


I read/studied a some of Neil Gaiman's American Gods that I bought for my kindle, just hours before the sale ended to gauge what a published book looks like. I mean- I read all the time and I inhaled books as a kid. You should have seen my book shelves as a youngin' I was so proud of how many books I had. You should see my first few Harry Potter books, book 4 mainly; the poor bindings are falling apart from how many times I re-read them. My grandma pre-ordered the hardbacks for me as each new book came out. I grew up with Harry and fell in love with Snape. His death hit me the hardest, along with Headwig. I think there are even tear stains on those pages. I always took at least two of them with me, refusing to leave them at home despite their size. My mom thought I was crazy keeping so many large books in my backpack that I took everywhere. That's why I love my kindle. I do miss holding an actual book in my hands, but being able to carry so many books with me and not break my shoulder is a dream come true. I honestly have wanted a kindle since I was like 6 years old. I swear to the Gods, I dreamed of owning a kindle when I was 6 years old.

As I was saying, I used to inhale books as a child. But now when I read, I make sure to take a moment and look at it from another prospective. A tip I have taken and heard from many sources. To study in order to help improve my own writing abilities. I also went and got a few samples for my kindle on grammar to help improve on that level, which reminds me. I need to go through those and find the one that's best for me and buy it. I am up to Tip #25 in Travis Thrasher's 101 Writing Tips, reminding me I should read a few more before I go to bed. I really recommend it. Its reassuring when you come across something you've already doing and its inspiring to learn new tips.


I wish I had someone I could go to for editing/advise. Someone who has publish books and knows all about it, the process, whats its like, ya know? I won't name names, but I had a dream the other night where I became good friends with an actor/wrote a few scripts for a show; who was willing to help with my writing. Give me tips, comment his thoughts on some ideas. Though I hate dreams like that. It was one of those hyper realistic ones. When I woke up for a split second I was baffled the text I got from him wasn't on my phone, then I was fully conscious and cursed my cruel unconscious for toying with my emotions. I guess I just sort of want a mentor, a friend who has published works. >/<;;


I mean, I follow a several writers on twitter and there is a website, Writing Forward, that I frequent, along with the writing tip books- but reading all that advice while amazing and helpful, doesn't really replace specific help and tips towards a project your working on. I can't keep posting stories on here for the public that I want to publish for risk of someone taking it and such; just in hopes for feedback. I want someone to correspond with one and one. Someone who is also a good friend. Its a nice thought. But I am just going to post random little short stories that I am not too attached to and talk about the progress on the stories I want to publish without giving too many details.


So here is the progress via word count on Modern Day Magic, because I am trying to do at least 500+ words a day:
1/21/12: 9,583 words
1/22/12: 10,365 words
1/23/12: 10,854 words
1/24/12: 11,035 words so for today/technically


Oh! I almost forgot, I finally worked out a good amount on the back story for the Evil Queen and what her evil plans are. *bounces* I am so happy. Also a small 'map' so to say of some of the things that are going to happen via the Queen and such, along with miscellaneous things in the relationship between Cole and Ember. Though I still can't decide on a name for the Evil Queen, so for now she is just Queen. I have also flushed just a bit more out of Ember's past. 

I have also flushed out Danny, which is Edward, Embers brother's friend from highschool. And currently Ember's college buddy, when Edward disappeared Danny and Ember grew closer as friends. So they hang out on occasion and have a few classes together. 

I have never actually finished a story before, most of my short stories I feel could have so much more, so I have never felt like I have completed any of them. I am determined to finish this story. I have the ending, I have the plot pretty much worked out and I am working to write at least 500 words a day on it. And you know what? I am having so much fun writing it. I am growing fond of it and passionate about it. I will finish this story. I hope its the first story I publish and I hope it does well. I really do. I think its really starting to come together.


I personally feel rather proud of myself right now.


In other news:


Here is amazing article about the newest filming of Red Dwarf X for episode 5, which was last Friday. It has me wishing once again for the TARDIS, although when don't I wish for a TARDIS? Driven by 10th Doctor of course and a hopeful wish of snogging, give me a moment while I cue a day dream scene. *cough* But here is another wonderful -Spoiler free of course- article on a recording or Red Dwarf Link


I really wish I had the money to go down and see a recording of Red Dwarf just to see some of it, its sounds so wonderful! Did you read the article? If your a Red Dwarf fan and you read the article, then I am sure you know how I feel right now. There is talk about how gloriously funny the script has been. Talk on how Rimmer has more of those tongue twisting quick lines which Chris Berrie (Arnold J. Rimmer [Aka Smeghead]) is delivering wonderfully. Part of what makes Rimmer so awesome is the things he says, plus he is the most handsome of the Boys from the Dwarf. *Swoon* I'd like to hard his hard light-- yeah....*cough* Apparently episode 5 has a scene with a moment between Lister and Rimmer that has my dying of curiosity, but no spoilers. 8 Months is so far away.


So I am going to go watch Rimmer- I mean watch some more Red Dwarf. Well after I work some more on Modern Day Magic. I am currently working on this one chapter and I think its turning out well and the ideas are just flowing. So enough fixing up and completing this post and back to writing the story. *bounces of excitedly* ..... *pauses*... o.o Or not. I just stumbled across marathon of episodes of Full House, let the nostalgia explode. Omgoodness! I haven't watched this since I was a tike. Wow....


*distracted*...oh-The side notes. Night:

-- Please Comment, I would love to talk!

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--If you have never seen Psych and you love comedies or crime shows, I highly recommend it! Currently on a mid-season break and will return on Leap year, Feb. 29th 2012. So excited here is a Link to a trailer for the second half of season 6. Seasons 1-5 are on Netflix. Also, YAY officially confirmed for a 7th season!
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--Also if you have never seen Red Dwarf it’s a great British Sci-fi comedy, and a new season after many years will air September 2012 for Red Dwarf X. So excited they are currently filming, can’t wait! Seasons 1-9 on Netflix.
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--If you enjoy silly Disney shows <.< me, a 22 year old is currently loving Wizards of Waverly Place. Netflix has the entire show, but for the show ending episode. Yes, sadly the show has ended. Its silly and Disney, but I am loving it. <3 David Henrie a.k.a Justin Vincenzo Pepe Russo, which is a super fun name to say.  Netflix also has the movie.
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~Nekodra K.D. LaCroix

Pineapplious Meltdown

Quick Addition: 1/22/12 3:45am
After taking a break and then looking at this sample of Modern Day Magic with a slightly different perspective, some of the description needs work... yeah its iffy. So try and keep that in mind, I know some the descriptions needs work, and also keep in mind its a WIP, so more look at the dialogue between the characters and the idea of the story, when reading the sample. ^_^;; But again, any feedback at all really is welcome, be gentle but also do tell me whats bad and what could use work. And I realized there are a few silly typos I didn't catch before I posed this, but they have now been fixed on the document on my computer. 

Forward:


I have to admit, I am rather sad the Snowpocalypse has ended. It was a beautiful fun few days. But I also love the rain and it's still winter with summer a long ways off, so I am happy about that. Though it is nearing my birthday-ish (April 10th) and that also means Sakura-con is just around the corner. Sweet! Three day pass is secured, along with a hotel room with friends. I can't wait to see my friends, to see the sweet cosplays, >.> to watch the Zapp's panel *swoon for that cosplayer moment* and to just have fun. ^_^!

I felt maybe the sample of Modern Day Magic was too short to get an accurate reading on if it's a story you, my readers, would want to read. I figure the initial bare bones writing I posted: 
The 1st time Link 
The 2nd time Link 
Went longer into the story. Then the last post:
The 3rd time Link 
There has also been some more editing in this section of the story since the Snowpocalypse post. So here is pretty much the first chapter-ish: 

Modern Day Magic

By Nekodra K.D. LaCroix

(2,269 words)

Once upon a time.....

     'No fucking way, your a goddamn Vampire!' Ember covered her mouth in shock of her own outburst and at swearing to a stranger. That wasn't like her, well talking out loud in general really wasn't like her. Ember was more an observer and its not like swearing was out of the ordinary, it was just rare and certainly not around people she just met, well just saw. Who is a Vampire no less.
     Amber (Ember) Roslin Snow, a college student. Bit on the lonely side but doesn't really notice. She throws herself in other worlds, in writing, in drawing, in reading, in watching. Low on friends, or close friends, single; was simply walking home from today's classes. The streets were empty with the pitter patter of light Washington rain that in this early October chill was leaving the streets a little slick with crumpled crunching abandoned fiery hued leaves. The trees mostly bare and shivering in the autumn breeze.
     Thursday's schedule was as followed: First of the afternoon an hour of creative writing, a 45 minute break then 2 hours of graphic design. Then home, dinner, study then the debate of which show to marathon of until sleep takes over. But sometimes the universe throws something at you, you hoped but never honestly thought would happen.
     About a block or two always from home Ember happen to glance sideways slightly to the right. This small but important tilt to the side resulted in catching movement out of the corner of her eye and there he was; her childhood (adulthood) 'If you could be a superhero who would you be?' Pfft superhero, open that to supernatural creatures so I can answer Vampire; standing before her.
     Excitement sort of bubbled and took over, which resulted in her cursing at the guy. Way to make a great first impression, smeghead. Inwardly she winced at herself. And I should lay off that RD marathon. Perhaps a break from BBC in general. I am not British. I probably shouldn't pick up the mannerisms.
     Mentally she scoffed at the thought. That isn't going to happen. I love 10^th Doctor too much to not go through those seasons now and again- speaking of which mental note: it has been too long, time for a 10^th Doctor marathon perhaps?-
     She tsk'd herself. What am I doing debating with myself and making plans for the future? An actual blood-loving-creature-of-the-night -Vampire- is standing in front of me and I am arguing with myself about my love of a certain incarnation of a Timelord and my odd crush on a Hologram with my bad habit of picking up mannerisms from a culture I don't belong to. Have I lost my mind?
     Mentally she was pacing around her own head and paused to add. I take that back, arguing with myself is probably better then the possibility of going all Harper on him for the love of his species. Keep your head and wits, and with any luck he won't kill you before you can weasel your way into finding out the facts about vampires and a way to get him to turn you if the truth isn't too much of a let down--
     She paused to take in what the vampire was doing and why he wasn't dragging her to her death, which while she is relived over, still unsure what she was arguing with herself with a vampire standing before her. Smart Ember, smart. Go space cadet with a Vampire in front of--Is he giving me the once over?..Is that a flirtatious smirk?
     She could feel her cheeks flush. I am a lost cause. Ah, bloody hell; he has blue eyes, long hair, and is a vampire. I am going to end up putty in his hands no matter how hard I try to fight it. Vampire equals win.

     Meanwhile Cole smirked, amused. Of all people she didn't seem the type who would have paid much attention to stories or movies about my kind. The smirk lingered on his lips as he took in the details.
     Both hands were covering her mouth, a cross of shock and awe etched over her pale and lightly freckled ruby cheeks. Unsure if the rosy color was from the winter chill or emotions. Probably both. Burnt auburn hair was pulled back with a few loose strains framing her face. Even in the faintly lit street with his eyes it was easy to spot the stark difference where the roots had started growing out her natural light wispy brown with a hint of orange in the right light.
     Her eyes.
     Her eyes stood out with their icy blue, almost crystal depth. The only thing that could make her eyes anymore beautiful would be the addition of iridescence. Or green. He had a thing for green eyes. In those iced orbs, he could see the way she was looking at him with wavering belief and couldn't help but note the wide eyed hope mixed with fear.     Interesting.
     Ember was simply dressed in a gray baby doll styled shirt, which he couldn't help notice how tight it fit on her frame; in the chest area. She had curve to her hips, and a little bit of pudge to her stomach, probably from too many energy drinks and sodas for the caffeine boost to get through the day after a late night. The image on the shirt couldn't be pieced together due to the black fuzzed scarf that was wrapped loosely around her neck. A black and blue styled hat that's often associated with artists, only with a little more poof to it and a few buttons scattered on one side, a patch with a mouth biting a ruby red lower lip in the center of them. Moving down he noticed the silver ankh and star earrings dangling among her hair. The pants she wore looked like black men's cargos with the large pockets and a bit of bagginess from the lack of proper size for her frame. Snug in a nice military styled black coat with several pockets, it also looked like it was also men's due to the square cut it had.
     The black messenger bag at her side, looked like it had be painted and doodled on, probably not from the factory; clung to her shoulder with weight to it and didn't seem to like to stay where it was because forcing her to fidget and replace it farther up her shoulder each time it tried to inch down. She looked like a college student or senior year of high school, the weight probably from textbooks, a laptop, and from the bit of paint on her hands, some sketchbooks.
     Cole chuckled when her blush deepened after she realized he was giving her the look over. Ember took a nervous step forward as he spoke; answering her outburst accusation.
"What would give you such a silly preposterous idea?" He crossed his arms.
She merely pointed to the partly visible open toe heeled foot that poked out from behind the garbage container that blocked part of the alley way. Coughing to clear her through before she could speak again.
     "That and the trickle of blood, right here, on your lips." pointing to her own to indicate where on his lips it clung. Good, haven't thrown myself at him yet. I'd say I deserve a pat on the back for that. --I could swim in those blue pools...and cue cliché. She tore herself from his eyes and watched to see if she could catch a glimpse of fangs when he replied.
She is intriguing indeed.
     "That's absurd" He really did damn this day and age sometimes as he kicked the foot out of view. What happened to the days were sure people had heard myths of the demons so called Vampires (Or the multitude names over many cultures and languages)? They used to scream and run. Beg for salvation from the devil. Now he finds damn groupies or people who no longer scared due to over exposure in the movies. (With exceptions of course) and while it can make things easy for prey when they don't run. Some with an obsession drove their life and not only that, but they had it all wrong. He had never met a Vampire who didn't enjoy life to it's fullest, and these harped on about some dribble on lonely path of eternity, forever brooding. Screw that, if I am living forever, I am going to enjoy myself, travel, and have all the time in the world to study varies topics and ologies.
     But they were an easy meal, most of them didn't actually want to live forever, but instead were suicidal. He was sure no one actually missed them. But this girl, is an oddity. She not only knows what I am, isn't running away screaming, but also isn't throwing herself at me begging to die in my arms.
     He licked his lip to remove the blood before speaking again.
     "It's just a bit of sauce-from dinner." Not a lie. That definition of sauce was what; a thick liquid poured over your meal, or sometimes inside? Blood is a thick liquid and it was dinner.
     "Yeah, sauce called blood and dinner consisting of death." She took a few more steps forward, craning her neck to look at the body, not realizing how close she was now standing to him.
     "Cause that doesn't suspiciously look like bite marks on her neck and at least according to crime shows; that unnatural paleness is a sign of massive blood loss and I don't see any pools of it on the ground." Ember looked up at him with a look that dared him to explain that.
     I really need to lay of the crime shows, she thought to herself, was that even true? I can't remember. I am pretty sure they mention the skin color, though what was that even called, when there is extreme loss of blood? She tried to conjure up a mental video, particularly of Ducky from NCIS because that was the most recent she had seen and while recalling a still image of the scene, but couldn't recall the words used. Screw it, I will look it up later.
     “Or much on her neck, where the wound is.” That's true at least, you'd think there would be more blood on the neck from wounds that looks that deep. He's a neat eater- drinker, at least.



     He stifled a laugh when he noticed her height compared to his 6ft to her 5'1, though that one inch was probably from her shoes, now that she was standing right in from of him.
     "Well your short." he cringed, what was that?
     "Your just a child with an over active imagination, Vampires don't exist." He added. Yeah, that was a great comeback, your over 200 years old and that’s the best you can come up with the deny what I am?
     She glared, "I am 23, and there is a kernel of truth to every myth. All around the world, almost every culture has a myth that involves Vampires. Different names, different depictions of what they look like, various 'abilities' and such, but one thing they all agree on is needing the blood of mortals, sometimes animals with do, and living forever. Well except one book series, but still several hundred years is quite a feat compared to our maybe 100 at best, record at 114, but average is what, 80, 70? I don't know for sure, but with as many cultures that have a myth as such, it's more likely that there is is something out there that inspired those myths all across the world, then there not being."
     He liked this girl- woman he corrected. I think I will follow her home. But first I'll need to be sure and eat again, or I won't be able to control myself around her. Cole licked his lips, his fingers gave a twitch at his side.
     “Interesting view point, but doesn't prove anything.” He commented. Come on, be smart about this, say you didn't actually see with holding the girl. I don't want to have to kill you.
     “I think that body does.” She pointed to it again, though now that the foot was moved, she was actually pointing at a rather smelly garbage container that she didn't even what to think about the coating of unknown filth that scattered along the metal surface. She winkled her nose at it, breathing through her mouth. Uck, I want out of this alley way, I think I am going to be sick to my stomach. She winkled her nose again and focused back on Cole pretending the container wasn't there.
     “Who says I have anything to do with this, perhaps I happened upon this poor deceased women and I was planning to call it in before you shouted, Vampire? Hmm?” He raised an eyebrow, Come on.
     “By the fact that she was in your arms up until I cried, Vampire.” I should probably put my foot in my mouth, I probably should have said; yeah you have a point there. Should have denied it, smegger.
     Cole pitched the bridge of his nose and took a few steps back, pulling Ember with him. Leaning down he whispered harshly in her ear.
     “I gave you the perfect set up to deny what you saw.” He didn't relinquish his grip on her upper arm and felt guilty for the look of fear that flash across her eyes.

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Remember, still a work in process. I tried to mostly fix up this part before posting it, but I may have missed things.

And for those curious, I have worked on some over my other stories here is sort of a process update on the ones I have worked on in the past few days:
Modern Day Magic: 8,969 words
This what I mainly have been working on. I have 6+ separate scenes that I know I want to happen and I am slowly flushing out those scenes and filling in gaps to tie them all together, while giving the scenes more volume.
To Hell with it: 2,719 words
Now instead of three broken up pieces its almost completely filled it, just a little more to tie part 2 and 3 together, and then work on part 4, aka the end. Admittedly I could make part 3 the ending and add something between 2 and 3 to fill the story out more. Still unsure exactly what I want to do. ^_^;
Of the Deep End: 2,323 words
I have worked on it a little, but its no where near done.
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I am starting to get really attached to Modern Day Magic with grandiose dreams for it. I want to try and make it sort of a collection so to say of stories with these guys, in hopes maybe one day it could be a show or something in the long away future. >.<# Which worries me, the more proud I feel about this the harder it will be when it falls flat. Cause I am assuming that will happen. I would like some serious comments and criticisms. I am looking too far ahead and that's going to start hindering any real process. I need to step back and perhaps work on odd spots or something. Idk. But its my current baby and I would love honest thoughts, crush my ego -not too roughly- but a little.

On some other notes: 
Half way there fellow Pysch-O's! Just a little over a month till we are back to watching new Shawn Pineapplious Shenanigans! Shatner comes back at some point and other awesome guess stars are appearing. I personally am crossing my fingers for more Marlowe. I like the sound of an episode called Heeeere's Lassie. I don't recall why, but I remember Timothy Omundson talking about it a few times over twitter, if I recall and also the title helps sell it, its a Lassie centered episode. Love for Lassieface! There is also apparently a Indiana Jones episode. Then also, that means season 6 is nearing its end, which means we are that much closer to the glorious Psych Musical episode! *Bouncing on toes with excitement*

Also, its getting harder and harder to be patient for Red Dwarf X. Not till September. I think I need to go and have a Red Dwarf marathon again to scratch that itch. ^_^; Love for Rimmer! I follow Robert Llewellyn (Kryten) and Danny John-Jules (The Cat), along with the official Red Dwarf twitter, so all these teasers of Red Dwarf while awesome, is also taking the cake on "I see you shiver with antici......!" (Tim Curry, RHPS). In September when I watch the first episode and if I remember, I will end that quote. <.< Its a love/hate relationship following them on twitter. Plus have you seen the videos they put up? Its brilliantly cruel, talking about the cameras and such, because they don't want to spoil anything, so they aren't actually going to show anything, but odd angles and the tiniest glimpse of the stage, the audience seating, and an actor or two. Its mean, but also hilarious. Same with some pictures they have posted.

Okay, I think I have talked enough for today. ^_^;;; Here are the ending side notes and off to work more on Modern Day Magic:

-- Please Comment I would love to talk

Any tips, suggestions, would be loved. 

You can also email me at Nekodra-blog@hotmail.com

--Follow me on Twitter, because I will tweet every time I post on my blog and I will post a link. Nekodra's Twitter and remember Sharing is Caring, re-tweet to your friends if they might enjoy this. 


--If you have never seen Psych and you love comedies or crime shows, I highly recommend it! Currently on a mid-season break and will return on Leap year, Feb. 29th 2012. So excited here is a Link to a trailer for the second half of season 6. Seasons 1-5 are on Netflix. Also, YAY officially confirmed for a 7th season!


--Also if you have never seen Red Dwarf it’s a great British Sci-fi comedy, and a new season after many years will air September 2012 for Red Dwarf X. So excited they are currently filming, can’t wait! Seasons 1-9 on Netflix.

--If you enjoy silly Disney shows <.< me, a 22 year old is currently loving Wizards of Waverly Place. Netflix has the entire show, but for the show ending episode. Yes, sadly the show has ended. Its silly and Disney, but I am loving it. <3 David Henrie a.k.a Justin Vincenzo Pepe Russo, which is a super fun name to say.  Netflix also has the movie.


--Also remember unless stated otherwise, these stories and drawings belong to me, I wrote/drew them, please respect that.


~Nekodra K.D. LaCroix

Beyond the Stars excited

So excited about new Red Dwarf! <3

I just read this wonderful article from someone who was at the first shooting for Red Dwarf X and as excited for the airing of the new season it made me. I have to say what pleasantly caught me off guard and super ecstatic was that there is planned already for another season! "This isn't just a one off return season for a last huraah, it's what hoping to be a kick off to another run!!" -that was more or least a quote from the article, then my own words, though I am not sure if I quoted it exact of not, so I just want to state that, but that is my excited tone behind the words.


All I have else to say is, I beg of you, as tempting as it maybe to spoil and as curious I am to hear about each episode, for those who are so lucky enough to be at a shooting, don't you dare, dare breath one toe out of line about the show, because if there are spoilers you will ruin the chance of there being another season. *grins* Threat aside now, I wish I was able to go to a shooting, but alas I am jobless and in America...even if I had won a ticket through the twitter contests, which would be very unlikely, I would have no way of getting to the studios. I don't know where it's shooting, I just assume England somewhere. ^_^;;


Here is a Link to this wondrous article, that is completely spoiler free, while delightfully making you long for it to be September 2012 already, I will say as I often will say when feeling inpatient about an upcoming event; where is the TARDIS when you need one?! After a quick snog with 10th Doctor, I would want to make stops for the rest of Psych season 6, but first I want to skip ahead, watch the fist episode for Red Dwarf X, then make a U-turn for the second half if Psych season 6, pop back for the second episode of Red Dwarf, followed by the promised Musical episode for the opening of Psych season 7. There are too many things I am looking forward to and they are almost a year away! I don't know how I will handle the wait, not only that, but the second half of Psych season 6 is over two months away, and two month feels too long, so how will I manage the 9 months till September?


That aside, I hope you didn't miss me too much the last few days. At least it feels like several days *Checks date for last post* Yup, several days....my sleep schedule is horribly wonky, but I may have fixed it, but I only woke up at 7am this morning because of horrible back pain...I need to find some pain relief, this bath isn't helping much, a little but not enough, now that the shock distracting excitement has worn down, I am now feeling the pain again.


Also I just wasn't in a talkative mood. I did work a little on "To Hell with it" and I did write a WOTDS (Words of the Day Stories) yesterday, but it was off, didn't include Nekodra or Vampires and I just didn't find it suitable to post. I have all day, so I will go find those pain relievers, maybe go back to sleep for a little while, then I will poke at seeing about writing today's WOTDS and working some more on "To Hell with it" though honestly I am feel the urge to work on "The Dreams we Weave", which is on of the novels I am working on. But at the same time I have been working on it in my head, and it wants to re-write several things and take a different turn the I have it currently going, so at the same time, I am a little peeved at it. So we will see where inspiration takes me today, but I will at least attempt a suitable WOTDS to post.


So while you begin reading the rest immediately, there is actually likely to be a hefty break here. I will insert the hours number for amusement later when I come back to this. It could be many, because I might be heading home for the holidays tonight, but it could be tomorrow. Anyways, to the mid-post break:
 .............9 hrs and 40 minutes later, after a good nap from 9am to 1:30pm, and not heading home yet, that will be tomorrow, I am back with today's WOTDS and working on edits and the Afterword for this post. Enjoy.

Note: to learn a little about Nekodra (The Oc) before reading a short story on her please take a look a the page titled WOTDS Guide, give you an idea what the WOTDS is and about Nekodra the character who stars in my WOTDS. Link to the WOTDS Guide

WOTDS December 19, 2011

(Note: they will be missing any special markings above letters because I don’t know how to add them, heh. Sorry. Also some I can’t type the word, but I will give the language and definition.)

Ethereal- Of or relating to the heaven: heavenly. Being light and airy: delicate.

Ectype- A reproduction; copy.

Venatic- of, like, or pertaining to hunting

Failing- A flaw or weak point

Veritas (Latin)- Truth

(Arabic)- Lesson

Souchou (Japanese)- Early morning

Deer, Deer, oh Dear

by Nekodra K.D. LaCroix

Alright, a simple lesson, a simple little new exercise for myself. Nekodra looked around the tall grass and bushes placed nearby, in search for any movement, for the ectype of a deer she had made, only it was about the size of a bunny and it was really a plushie and not an actual flesh and blood deer, but it was given enough energy and a sort of AI to move around and ability to pretend eat the tall grass, essentially acting very deer like, but super fuzzy and blue button eyes.

She was giving herself a lesson in hunting there were also a few bunnies wondering the tall grass, but it’s the deer she needs to find and if she ends up spilling the fluff of a bunny then she failed.

 Vertias be told, it was a boring day on this extremely early morning, having had woken up at this ungodly hour of 8 am and was unable to fall back asleep, and she realized she is always practicing her ability to control fire and as much as she enjoys it, and loves it, there was no real chance of failure anymore, currently she had no challenges when it comes to the practice of it. Without any new exercise ideas, she has reached max level with her fire element, and while it’s good to practice to keep said max level, she wanted something challenging today, so here she is, pretending to hunt a plush deer.

She created an enclosed area of a box shaped ceiling-less dome, with the insides of overgrown grass, large bushes, and a tree or three, scattered about. The grass came up to her hips, making it about 2 feet tall, some patched were shorter and there were some patches only an inch or two tall. The bushes were a dark green in comparison to the grass, with mistletoe like leaves because with it being the holiday season its was easier to copy something on the tip of her mind which happened to first be mistletoe, only it had long oval royal purple colored berries with a maroon spiral up it like a candy cane, again it’s the holiday season. The berries tasted like black cherry warheads (the candy, which sadly is hard to find now a days).

Nekodra likes to amuse herself with creating odd looking berries that taste like something else, plus it was good practice for her Eec ability (Energy Ectype copying, yes its redundant, and that what amuses her, its also a self given title to her ability of being a human copy-machine, which she pronounces eek.) it is good practice to splice two different things together, the texture of a juicy berry and the flavor of a hard candy, while making it look someone unique, which takes more concentration then a straight copy, that and its also not something in front of her to make a direct copy, but something she has to recall from memory meaning more concentration to get the details correct, then once she has the initial prototype correct, then she just has to make direct copies of that onto the bushes in a semi-random arrangement, but it’s the original that takes work to make correctly, and it had only taken her three tries to get how she wanted it.

There were also two trees that stood next to each other, not much taller then Nekodra’s 4’11” tall frame. They were mostly typical pine trees, but with red and green pine cones, cause she might as well have fun, and it tis the season. Then there was a weeping willow, with abnormal flowers with centers that blink with alternating purple and blue like Christmas lights, which matched the colors of the strange flowers, which sat at the edge of a small pond that took up one of the corners to the dome. The four walls of the dome were each 8 feet in length, and 8 feet tall.

Nekodra figured, start off simple, I can’t expect anything too challenging. When she has never hunted anything before, so level one, a small enclosed area, 3 bunnies for invalid targets that result in failure and 1 deer which results in success, all four made to be the same size.  

She paused; crouching in her right hand was a ball of fire about the size of a baseball, which she had been idling playing with as a yo-yo until she paused at the rustle from a bush up ahead.

This flame yo-yo was her first incarnation of being able to use fire, though now that she is more advanced with her usage of flames, once the ball hits something, she can have it morph, to say wrap them in flames like a rope and drag them back to her, or flick it back and forth and just bop them repeatedly, or actually catch them on fire, which no longer happens on accident, or at least not nearly as often and it takes a lot more to break her concentration now.

She watched, silently and holding her breath, the bush just a few feet in front of her, something had nestled inside of it, but the leaves were too thick to see, and she wasn’t going to cheat by simply removing the leaves of her self created bush, what fun with that be. No, she would inch closer, see if she can startle it out of the bush and into the open. She side stepped, in hopes to drive the bunny or deer into a clearing in the grass that was on one side of the bush. Her hand raised slightly ready to flick the fiery yo-yo. She neared the bush, once she was half a foot away, she leaped closer, landing with a small thud as both her boots hit the ground with the weight of her body behind them.

The creature leaped from the no longer safety of the bushes but not into the clearing, and it was in the shadow of the bush making its color hard to determine. Nekodra hesitated and with a second of doubt, the creature had darted off and she lost track of it in tall grass, cursing, she stood up straight and took in a sweeping glance around her.

            Silence.

            “Damn, I wonder if they lost energy and can’t move anymore.”  She looked around again, “Or maybe they are napping...” She cursed again, and plopped down, plucking a few berries from the bush. “I’ll take a break too then.” Popping the first berry into her mouth, relishing the sour taste as her lips puckered involuntarily. She was picking up another berry from her cupped palm, when the deer popped its head out from around another bush and bounced forward, nabbing the berry from her fingers, spilling juice it can’t actually eat down its plush mouth as it pretended to chew the berry.

She couldn’t help but burst into giggles, “So much for being a hunter.” She chuckled picking up the soft deer, which stretched its neck out and nabbed another berry from her palm as it past by. “Rawr! I am a hunter, you should run from me.” She brought the deer to eye level, with a mock glare, which the deer proceeded to tilt its head at her question as it chewed on another berry, the juice dripping off its chin and onto her pants.

She wanted to face palm, so much for an attempt at hunting. She set the deer back down and held out another berry to it. Well might as well enjoy the Ethereal feeling of this little enclosed area for a while longer before I take it down. She stretched out her legs and leaned back, using her hands as a pillow and started up at the sky, watching the clouds slowly shift when one of the bunnies landed on her chest. She tilted her head at the bunny on her, as another appeared pulling her hair mistaking it for food it could pretend to eat, with a sigh she spoke to the bunny on her chest. “I am supposed to be the huntsmen, not Snow White…” It tilted its head, and bounced off disappearing into a bush.

(end)

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Page of other Short Stories



Afterword


Lol, this was fun. I toyed with the idea of it being a bunny and her mistakenly spilling its fluffy insides, but then I decided naw, she will be unsure and end up not attacking it, then having her take a short break, and then it hit me. How funny would it be for the deer to just end up walking up to her and stealing a berry? Answer hilarious! I rather like the outcome of this story, its fun and what I hope was an unexpected ending. 


So I have decided in honor, of the WOTDS with the 14 words and how fun it was to try to get so many words to fit into one story, that from now on I will do 7 words per story. While 14 its twice as good as 7, 7 its a bit better to work with, because some days have crappy words to work with, and then between the 12 apps for words of the day, it gives a decent range to pick from, while still having to use most of them. 


But yeah, that was fun, I hope you found it amusing too. And this story is diffidently cannon to the world of Dreaming Reality (Which is the novel I am working on that Nekodra is from.) Though later on in the series that will be Dreaming Reality, but cannon none the less. And I like this, doing these WOTDS and having them involve Nekodra I think is going to help me get more done with that novel. It gives me little one shots that I can plug into the story line. *Claps* This makes me really happy. Dreaming Reality is my little pride and joy, that really hasn't been written at all, but I want to, and I mean to, but I never end up doing it, and this is at least getting stuff written down and it makes me soooo happy. *bounces excitedly* Super Happy! in fact I makes me want to work on the beginnings of Dreaming Reality. See this little shot of a story would take place....oh roughly 7 or so years from where the story will start. 


So I hope you enjoyed that, I am off to work on the beginnings of Dreaming Reality, see you next post. Here are the side notes and then I am off:

 -Follow me on Twitter, because I will tweet every time I post on my blog and I will post a link.  Nekodra's Twitter and remember Sharing is Caring, retweet to your friends if they might enjoy this.

         -If you have never seen Psych, and you love comedies or crime shows, I highly recommend it! You will laugh so much. Psych Wednesday nights, but currently they are on a mid-season break and will return on Leap year, Feb. 29th 2012. So excited here is a Link to a trailer for the second half of season 6.

         -Also if you have never seen Red Dwarf it’s a great British Sci-fi comedy, and a new season after many years will air September 2012 for Red Dwarf X. So excited they are currently filming, can’t wait!

        - Please remember feedback, I can’t grow as a writer from silence.

        -Also remember unless stated otherwise, these stories and drawings belong to me, I wrote/drew them, please respect that.

                                             ~Nekodra K.D. LaCroix 

2 Red Dwarf 2 Psych 2 Indie Love #14

Yeaaah...don't mind the crazy title, I slightly wonder if my hyper mood is just my mind insanely rebounding from yesterdays breakdown, from one extreme to another...wheee... That and yesterday I slept from 6am to 6pm and I haven't slept since. <.<;;

Forward

I completely did not download 6 or so different word a day apps to give myself a fun array of words a day to use for WOTDS (Words of the Day Stories) >.>; Several of them being in a different language, but that makes it all the more fun! Plus, in celebration of my 14^th post, because, 14 is the best number cause its twice as good as 7, but I still love 7 too, I wanted to try and use 14 words for today’s WOTDS. And, I am feeling a bit better today too, I have a solution for my problem and hopefully it works out, but until then, I refuse to stay upset. Screw that, I want to be in a good mood so I will! Remember it all starts with a positive mindset.

            So to start, YAY! Guess what today is, other then being my 14^th post!? It’s the first day of shooting in front of a live audience for Red Dwarf X! I wish I could be there, but I shall have to be patient and wait till September for it to air, BUT, I can be happy in the thought that they are filming as I type, maybe, I mean the tweets weren’t too long ago, so its likely still filming! And also, only 9 days till Christmas, which also means 9 days till the Doctor Who Christmas Special! And if you haven’t heard the upcoming season with be the end of Amy and Rory’s story, which is sad, I will miss you Amy! The new companion has not been picked yet, last I heard. I hope she is at least close to as awesome and beautiful as Amy is. I also heard River will be around for a while, and she has grown on me, so I don’t mind that.

            These two months are going to crawl by as I wait for the second half of this season of Psych! It doesn’t help that the first episode of part two of this season is an Indiana Jones ep! That series and the Star Wars series, the originals of course, I watched countless times as a child! I grew up adoring those movies, and completely crushing on Indiana Jones and Princess Leia, also Han Solo! Those three were probably my first crushes! But yeah, so I am super excited to see what Psych does with Indiana Jones. Hmmm, now I want to go re-watch the three ordinals, not so happy with the fourth, I mean it was pretty funny, all the cracks about Jones being too old for this, but I don’t like the idea of Shia LaBeouf possibly taking over for Indie. Also not only is there the Indie episode, but Wayne Brady is on the list of guest stars for the second half! I love that guy, aside from Colin and Ryan, he is the best on “Who’s line is it anyways?” and also he has been on HIMYM several times.

            So! Good times are ahead! Can’t wait! Red Dwarf X, Psych, Doctor Who, and wish me luck on finding a job. >.< I could use it. And I am having fun with WOTDS, so shoving my stress to the side, on to the story!

Note to those who maybe new readers, if you want to get to know Nekodra a little before reading a short story on her, the WOTDS Guide has a quip of her bio, so here is Link to the WOTDS Guide

WOTDS December 16^th 2011

(Note: they will be missing any special markings above letters because I don’t know how to add them, heh. Sorry)

Foment- To promote the growth or development of

Abrade- To scrape off

Etalage (French) – Display

Agire (Italian) – to act

An deiner seite (German) –by your side

Ikaika (Hawaiian)- Strong

Karwahe (not sure)- Carriage

Xi Mang (Vietnamese)- Cement

(ke) Niiche (Hindi)- Down/under

Gloria (Latin) –Glory, fame

Malus (Latin)- Bad, evil, wicked

Oculus (Latin)- eye

Oiche mhaith (Irish) – Good Night

Mediateness- The quality of being mediate

Oculus Etalage Mediatenss

By Nekodra K.D. LaCroix

Nekodra took a deep calming breath, her curl tipped bangs pulled back into a messy bundle of a bun, and clothed in a simple dark buttoned shirt and black yoga pants, rolled up slightly to keep their length from getting under her feet and her blue bag was still strapped to her hip, with is pineapple and ankh images contrasting with her dark clothing.

She sat out on a near flat rock about 4ft wide and 3 and a half feet long, which sat roughly 1 foot out of the water, and the rest of the 7 or so feet went down under the surface of the water in the middle of a small lake. The lake was only maybe 25 feet in diameter. The sounds of the waterfall behind her was soothing as she counted back from 10 to 0, slowly, calming herself into a deep and relaxing state of mediateness. Her forearms rested on her thighs, her thumb and middle fingers touching at the tips.

10 The leaves rustled in a short breeze that shivered the trees that completely surround and engulf this little hideaway, 9 and sun began to rapidly sink over the tree line, casting only a faint glow of light. 8 She faintly whispered, Oiche Mhaith, to the fading sun, as it finally disappeared, allowing the stars their past glory of shining brilliantly and vastly along the night sky with the utter lack of nearby lighting that current technology snatched away with a malus nature. 7 though her oculus were closed, she could easily picture the magnificence of the Milky Way above her, the image was calming, knowing that among all those billions of stars laying planets filled with life, and she one day hopes to step onto one of those planets and meet someone new. 6 Deep breaths, in and out, relaxing, calming, she thought, 5 and letting go of stress, of nosey thoughts, drifting away from earlier images. 4 Wiping the board clean, empty, with slow breaths, in and out. 3 in and out. 2 in and out. 1 deep inhale 0 slow exhale.

Eyes still closed, she moves to stand up, arms out stretched and her feet firmly cemented in place, solid and firm foundation, and imaging roots sinking into the rock and grounding her. With another deep inhale and slow exhale, Nekodra gathers herself, ready to foment, to grow and develop herself, her skills, her energies, her mind. Hearing nothing but the whisper of the wind and the waterfall, but not letting it distract her, merely there, existing in the background.

She brings her hands together, slowly, gathering herself, her energies and once her fingers from each hand barely brush each other, she snaps her hands away, in a bursting display; fire erupts from the space between and grows rapidly to fill the gap as the hands retreat from one another.

Just as suddenly she stops, hands held out wide, like she is holding the hands of fellow actors ready to take a bow after their act, but this act wasn’t over yet. Between her hands a beach ball sized bundle of flames, flicker, rotate, slowly, and controlled. Even and calm. In and out, deep and slow. The ball begins to shift, unfold, parts of it appear to abrade, and it takes the form of two horses and a carriage. In and out. The horses appear to stomp, inpatient, and with a flick and rise of one hand, the horses take off, upwards looking like Santa’s slay in the night. With that image in mind her other hand flicks and waves up, and ember rain float down like flickering orange snow. Pulling her hands closer together and a twist of her wrists, the carriage swirls into itself pulling the stomping horses with it, once again becoming a ball, smaller, compact. It shifts, becomes a pyramid, another shift, and it’s a cube. A flick of her hand and it begins to rotate, slow at first, and then picks up speed as she rotates a index finger. Then with a large sweeping motion it becomes a whip in her hand, then a snap of her other hand and it takes the shape of a sword. Letting go of it, it hovers vertically between her hands, which are close now, just barely brushing along the sword. She snaps her hands a little farther apart and it divides, becoming three, another short snap and there are 5, one more snap and it becomes 7. Turning her hands palm up, the swords become horizontal, then pulling one hand down and the other up, the numbers double to 14, two stacks of 7 swords, hovering in front of her. Flickering, calm and controlled, giving a warm soft glow in the night.

Suddenly but gently two strong arms wrap around her and she feels the body behind her, tall but leaning down and a head with long hair that starts to tickle her cheek, rests in her shoulder. “It’s just me by your side, sorry to bother you my love, but someone is here to see you.” His voice soft, barely a whisper, remembering the last time he interrupted with a little too loud of a voice, which snapped her concentration too quickly and she nearly set half the woods on fire and him as well. Not that the fire could kill him, but with quick ease and centuries of experience, his hand snapped up to douse with ice her flames before they went too far, which splashed into the water, cracking and sizzling, saving the trees from her shocked burst of flames.

Not letting the sudden intrusion break her concentration, Nekodra holds her breath, holds her calm clear mind, the swords waver slightly almost breaking shape, but stay put, they hold. With a slow exhale, the swords pulled in half, as she rubbed the tips of her fingers from her thumb down the curve to the other side of her palm, pulling the flames into her now enclosed hands. Releasing her breath slowly, she images the roots she had placed into the rock slowly retreat into her bare feet as she takes another deep breath. Exhaling again, she opened her eyes slowly, and turned around never breaking his hug.

“I was about to have target practice with swords, it was going to be dangerous for the nearby trees and fun.” She pouting for a second and broke into a mischievous grin.

“I am sorry; he was insisting it had to be right now.” He chuckled and kissed her forehead.

(end)

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Page of other Short Stories

 

Afterword

Yes! Success of 14 words of the day and all bundled into one story! Though I wasn’t sure what the plural of oculus is…so just pretend its plural. Heh…

I am pretty sure I mentioned that Nekodra loves to mediate and train, and here is an example. She has spent years honing her fire skills and has impressive results, but she still can make mistakes if she isn’t careful, or if someone startles her when she is that deeply meditating and concentrating.

1,092 words of fun! Yay! Like how I worked in 7 and 14? >.> Hell ya! wOOt! I win. *throws up hands triumphantly*

Anyways, that was really fun, and just for those who maybe curious. I have worked on ‘To Hell with it’ but it was mostly the ending I worked on, which means I don’t have a middle to post as part 2, sorry, but I am working on it! I promise!

So, with that done, I am going to watch some Psych, then more Red Dwarf, then onto a Magic the Gather type 2 tournament at a local and laid back comic shop, with some fun friends for some good ol’ nerdy fun! Have a good Night!

The Side notes:

 -Follow me on Twitter, because I will tweet every time I post on my blog and I will post a link.  Nekodra's Twitter and remember Sharing is Caring, retweet to your friends if they might enjoy this.

         -Have fun and toss me writing prompt, I would love the practice. I will credit you for tossing the prompt when I post the resulting story.

         -If you have never seen Psych, and you love comedies or crime shows, I highly recommend it! You will laugh so much. Psych Wednesday nights, but currently they are on a mid-season break and will return on Leap year, Feb. 29th 2012

         -Also if you have never seen Red Dwarf it’s a great British Sci-fi comedy, and a new season after many years will air September 2012 for Red Dwarf X. So excited they are currently filming, can’t wait!

        - Please remember feedback, I can’t grow as a writer from silence.

        -Also remember unless stated otherwise, these stories and drawings belong to me, I wrote/drew them, please respect that.

                                             ~Nekodra K.D. LaCroix 

Thank Gods is Psych Day!

Forward

I am so excited for tonight’s episode of Psych! All the clips look amazing; specially the one posted this morning with Gus, Lassie and Henry at a club! Omg, lol! And this time it is Timothy Omundson on the character chatter, which I will also look forward to. I don’t have any questions for him myself, I figure I have tweeted him once about Marlowe and I tried asking Tim Meltreger about it too, and no answer, so either they just never saw the question or its something under wraps, so I won’t be annoying and ask again. Just have to wait and see, also I mean I still have time before the chatter so maybe I will think of something between now and then.

The only thing that is sad is it’s the last new episode for awhile. I don’t know when Psych will return, but I am sure, or at least I hope it mentions it at the end of the episode tonight, so that I can mark my calendar and count the days till its return. But, its okay, I can re-watch old episodes, and I am also in the middle of re-watching Red Dwarf which is keeping me amused. Love for Rimmer! Don’t worry Rimmer I would be willing to snog you, if I ever met you. And I also need to watch more of Castle, I am only partway through the first season. It’s pretty good, I mean Nathan Fillion, of course it’s good. Which Castle is still giving me the urge to re-watch firefly, which I may have to do after I finish re-watching Red Dwarf.

Also question to my readers, I do have 105 views last I saw, I don’t know if you are returning readers, or if they were all single views, but here is my question, do you want a ‘About me’ page on here? With a more detailed info on moi? Just curious. Not sure if I should or not, most sites usually have an About page and such, so just asking.

Anyways, I think that’s all for the rambling, at least for the moment, after the story I do tend to ramble on some more, so we shall see, and about that…I need to find something to put for today’s story. I would have made a post last night, but the story I had started just wasn’t working out. It kept trying to go in an awkward direction that I just didn’t like. It starts out okay, and I sort of know what I want the end to be. It’s the middle that’s being a little pain in my ass. It’s still early, so I am going to work on that, go eat, work on it some more and hopefully it will be acceptable before Psych is on.

To Hell with it

By Nekodra K.D. LaCroix

Part 1

That was it, she had to tell someone, anyone, otherwise it was going to eat her alive. It’s just not something you can hold in and have in not effect you with a likely negative outcome. Taking a deep, shaky, attempt for a calming breath, she fretfully fiddled with her long deep auburn hair. But who, who could she tell, who could she trust?

She pulled out the braid for the 4^th time, the now wavy hair feel loose and she restarted it again. Dividing the hair into three parts, then folded one of the outside divisions over the middle, then doing it with the other side, over and over, working her way down to the bottom where the braid thinned and the three sections became uneven and tried running away from her quivering fingers. Stretching a purple strip of cloth, she placed it a bit above the last of the braid and wrapped with several times then tied a bow, releasing it to fall back along her spine.  

She took another deep breath. But yet, she wanted to keep it secret, leave the alarm bells silent and allow him to continue his work. She had loved him for so long, from a distance, because why should he notice me in such a way? She looked at herself, the reflection of a pale skin and freckled girl- no of a women- not that anyone noticed that, seeing the a short girl barely 5 feet and they think child, but she was 23 damn it, and I should be married off by now.

Maybe she’ll tell him, tell him that I know his secret and I am willing to take it to my grave. Which is probably were I will be if he knew. But why should she tell anyone else, it’s not like I owned them anything, in fact they almost deserved it. No, she couldn’t think like that, yet who cares, they never cared for her, so why should I give damn about them!

She fiddled with her braid again, but let it be. Re-doing wasn’t going to calm her nerves and taking those deep breaths aren’t going to calm my nerves either. The scary thing was, despite what she witnessed, she still loved him. Regardless of what he was, I still loved him. Maybe it was crazy, and maybe she should be locked away, well I am already locked away, not that it was locked well, but still locked and perhaps that is the cause of her insanity. Who could handle being told to stay in her room all day, every day? Who else could be denied a coming of age celebration and not go peculiar when all the dust is settled?  But even if he never looked at her in the way she looked at him, he was still the only friend she really had, which wasn’t saying much, because is it really friendship if its only felt in one direction? Perhaps I should say loyalty; I am loyal to him no matter what he does. I will love him till the day I die.

That’s it, my mind is made up. She stood up from the stool, it wavered but didn’t fall over, and she grabbed her black cloak from where it hung on the hook nearby. I will find Sir William and tell him I know and any result of telling him is better then sitting here, alone, scared, torn, and talking to myself in the mirror. She glanced back at herself, a look of determination and acceptance etched along her face. I will love you Sir Williams till the day I die.

           

            She snuck out through a deserted servants corridor and out through their garden entrance. Knowing how much William enjoys the garden, resulting in almost always being found there this time of night. The only light was that of the full moon that grinned down in mocking laughter for her misfortune. She sent a glaring eye, but mouthing thanks at the light it provided, it was enough to see where the statues stood and shadows of movement, be it the trees in the wind or to be able to someone roaming the path. She looked up at the stars, avoiding the mocking moon and watched for a moment as the stars winked at her, some laughing and some encouraging her, but perhaps they just all want to see me die.

            She saw two shadows shift up ahead and ducked behind a statue as they headed in her direction. She faintly heard the giggles, recognizing it as one of the cooks. She scrutinized the scene before her and drew to one single blindingly obvious conclusion, he was going to do with again, and here I am watching transfixed one more. Here I am about to witness his acts again, out here in the garden like the first time. Only it’s another servant, another girl who has gained his lusting eyes only to be struck down. Because none of them are good enough and of course not they are only servants. If I could get him to look at me in such a way, I surely would survive the stare. The wind whistled through the trees and she fixed a glare at them for laughing at her. She was the Kings daughter, regardless of the treatment, and that still put her well above a single simple cook.

Unable to look away she focused on his hand as it snaked up along the arms of the cook, watching as the goose bumps rose to meet his finger tips, up and along to her neck, his other buried in her light and curled hair. Williams hand then gripped her hair and pulled her head off to one side. The silent scream that echoed nowhere, was etched on the cooks face with wide eyes which the Princess saw all too clearly as a cloud shifted to brighten the scene.

            Both her hands reached to cover her mouth, to keep from screaming. As his mouth, sharp and demonic tore into her throat, blood seeped past his lips, and yet she still watched as he drank deeply from the cook’s neck till there was nothing left and just let the body fall with a thump to the ground, empty, drained, hollow, he turned then and she was sure her thumping heart had portrayed her location.

            “Princess Niasha.” He grinned, stepping towards her, “You know your not suppose to be out of your room, and yet, here you are, again.”

            He knows. She straightens up from her spot behind the statue of a fallen solder, her hands dropping to her sides, but I am so happy to see him. She grinned with a blush creeping along her cheeks. ”Sir Williams, it’s an honor to see you again.” She leaned against the statue, biting her lip nervously. “I know, but it was such a well lit night, with the moon so full, I couldn’t resist walking through the gardens instead of viewing it from my balcony.” She gave him her best attempt at a coy grin, turning more Cheshire cat, then a lusty young girl.

            “You’re a naughty, Princess.” He smirked, wagging his finger, like a scolding father. “But, someone who shares the same views on walking through a garden on such a wonderful night, how can I discourage that.” He winked at her, and started off in the opposite direction from the body of the cook.

            “Sir William!” She called after him, and caught up quickly.

            He gave an amused grin with an accompanying twinkle in his eyes. “Yes?”

            “May I walk with you?” She blurted out, more nervous then she was hoping to sound. I am being childish; there is no need to be shy, other then enough to look appealing.

            Sir William, smiled down at her, and brushed his hand along her back. ”What is a night walk in the garden without some company?”

            Her heart skipped a beat, perhaps this is the start. Perhaps he will try for my hand. Her mind buzzed happily and she leaned just a little closer, not enough to touch, but enough to where she could take a deep breath and inhale his scent of a burning fire and a hint of iron. She smiled contently, feeling the warmth of his energy as he walked beside her, it seems to crackle and was dense, and she relished in the cocoon of it.

            They didn’t speak, till they reached the pond and frogs croaked out of sync from one another, and ripples navigated through and off each other from the fish and frogs lingering and jumping around.

            Sir William stopped and she followed suit, turning to face him.

            “Here, I thought you might like this.” He held up a necklace, with a simple sphere of a stone, which was a crystal blue and something was etched inside, but she couldn’t see what it was. It looked familiar but she pushed that aside, it’s a gift from William.

            “Its beautiful.” She reached out to take it.

            “Here, I will put it on.” He stepped behind her and placed it around her neck, tying a knot in the leather material that was used as the chain.

            “Thank you, Sir Williams, your too kind.” Her hand brushed the stone fondly, it felt warm yet icy to the touch. 

            She shivered as his hands ran along his shoulders as he still stood behind her, and she recalled what had happened to the cook, her heart raced not in fear but in excitement, at least it would be at his hands.

            He leaned down and kissed along her neck, and she leaned back against him. She whimpered when he suddenly stopped, and his chuckled tickled her ear, where he whispered. ‘The merchant said this stone holds magic to those who are deserving. But he didn’t say what it was, but I thought of anyone who was deserving, it would be you, my Princess.” 

None of the other girls could get it to work, time to try her, her energies are much stronger then the other girls, she is also more stubborn, and strong headed then those simpletons were. If anyone actually could unlock it, it had to be her.  

To be continued…

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Afterword

So this story ended up longer then I was expecting it, so I am going to break it up into 3 maybe 4 parts. The beginning is now finished, the end is mostly worked out and much of it is typed, and the middle is still giving me a little trouble, but I know where I want this story to go, and I know some key things that I want to happen. I just need to work out the middle a little more, which is why I am also breaking this up in parts. I don’t know if I will have part 2 finished tomorrow or not, but I will be working on I some more later tonight, after Psych and the character chatter, and I will work on it tomorrow and post it as soon as I have it worked out well enough.

Though its getting close to Psych and character chatter time, which is making it hard to concentrate on this anymore for now. >.>So I am going to take a break, watch some Red Dwarf until Psych is on.

Yay for it being Wednesday, and also the 14^th, which is a good number, twice as good as 7, so that must mean today will be good. Well yeah, so far it has, I got Korean BBQ for breakfast/lunch, and the story I started yesterday that I was unsure about is actually turning out quite well and I wonder if I can polish it enough to submit to some short story magazine or something, somewhere? Also the two clips I saw today for tonight’s episode of Psych have me so anxious for it to be on, tonight’s episode looks amazing and it looks like it has a good dose of Henry, which makes me happy. Yay!   

Today is a great day, and I am going to enjoy it happily, and relish in my current good mood and high inspirations, if I can keep rolling with this positive mindset, then everything that has been crappy for the last few months will get better. But for now, some Red Dwarf till Psych. Yes! Goodgood times!

So the side notes, and that I am up, up and away to lovely sci-fi humor, I <3 you Rimmer, you’re the best:

   -Follow me on Twitter, because I will tweet every time I post on my blog and I will post a link.  Nekodra's Twitter and remember Sharing is Caring, retweet to your friends if they might enjoy this.

         -Have fun and toss me writing prompt, I would love the practice. I will credit you for tossing the prompt when I post the resulting story.

         -If you have never seen Psych, and you love comedies or crime shows, I highly recommend it! You will laugh so much. Psych airs tonight on USA. YAY <3

         -Also if you have never seen Red Dwarf it’s a great British Sci-fi comedy, and a new season after many years will air September 2012 for Red Dwarf X.

        - Please remember feedback, I can’t grow as a writer from silence.

        -Also remember unless stated otherwise, these stories and drawings belong to me, I wrote/drew them, please respect that.

                                             ~Nekodra K.D. LaCroix