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Too sick to sleep, so I decided to do a dumb little thing while I wait for the anti-inflammatories to kick in.

Mercutio Nakano
Favorite Colors: Red, black
Favorite Food: Cereal
Favorite Dessert: Cookies
Favorite Beverage: Beer
Favorite Music: Hard Rock
Favorite Weather: Mildly warm (80 degrees Fahrenheit) and sunny 
Favorite Places: His home with Jo and An, the Effington Borough (East Titansburg)
Favorite Person: Jocasta Nakano
Favorite Pastimes: Fighting, taking out scumbags, cuddling with his wife, having those rare meaningful conversations with his daughter, eating, drinking, smoking

Lysander Nakano
Favorite Colors: Blue, green
Favorite Food: Toro (fatty tuna sushi)
Favorite Dessert: Apple pie
Favorite Beverage: Tie between citrus soda and green tea
Favorite Music: Listens to everything from Tibetan meditation bowls to improvised jazz, but his secret favorite is mellow rock
Favorite Weather: Mild (75 degrees Fahrenheit)
Favorite Places: the Zen garden in lower Central Titansburg, anywhere where his family is
Favorite Person: Mercutio Nakano, though he'll never admit to it
Favorite Pastimes: Meditation, training himself, training Van, visiting the Zen garden, reading Sci-Fi novels

Dr. Donovan "Donny" Walsh
Favorite Colors: Purple, white
Favorite Food: Cinnamon-sugar toast
Favorite Dessert: Cupcakes
Favorite Beverage: Fruit smoothies
Favorite Music: Techla (techno + Tesla.  It's Electronica music in a world run by Tesla power.)
Favorite Weather: Cool (60 degrees Fahrenheit) just after a rain
Favorite Places: His lab, his sister's lab, his airship the Ophelia, anywhere where his daughter is
Favorite Person: Ophelia "Lilly" Walsh
Favorite Pastimes: SCIENCE, experiments, building things, collecting raw materials for his experiments, flying around in his airship, spending time with his daughter, SCIENCE with his daughter, reading, researching

Kouki Nakano
Favorite Colors: Orange, purple
Favorite Food: Pizza
Favorite Dessert: Ice cream
Favorite Beverage: Cola
Favorite Music: Everything.  Literally everything.
Favorite Weather: IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT...no seriously, he loves thunderstorms.  They inspire him to write.
Favorite Places: His writing desk, anywhere where his family is
Favorite Person: Mako Nakano
Favorite Pastimes: Spending time with his son, spending time with all his family together, writing, reading, collecting comic books (he's been collecting since he was a kid and that's not likely to stop), listening to records, TORMENTING HIS OLDER SIBLINGS (some things never get old)

Donovan "Van" Nakano
Favorite Colors: Indigo, blue
Favorite Food: Absolutely everything.  Bring it on.
Favorite Dessert: Cake frosting (it's like crack.  don't let him have any.  ever.  seriously.)
Favorite Beverage: Water
Favorite Music: No opinions
Favorite Weather: Mild (75 degrees Fahrenheit) and sunny
Favorite Places: His Sensei's training gym, Antigone's couch
Favorite Person: Tie between Antigone Nakano and Lysander Nakano
Favorite Pastimes: Training, training, training...spending time with An, learning new things from An and his "cousins"

Mako Nakano
Favorite Colors: Orange, red
Favorite Food: Hamachi (yellowtail tuna sushi)
Favorite Dessert: Cake
Favorite Beverage: Orange soda
Favorite Music: Tie between rock and Techla
Favorite Weather: Mildly cool (65 degrees Fahrenheit)
Favorite Places: Anywhere in the countryside beyond the city noise, anywhere where his family is, anywhere where his dad is FAR away from his mom
Favorite Person: Kouki Nakano
Favorite Pastimes: Spending time with his dad, hanging around with his cousins, playing with Lilly's enormous fluffy dog, teaching Van stuff about life and pop culture, eating sweets, listening to records
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Nanowrimo

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I'm gonna try it.

I'm gonna try to complete the first novel of the Aerdus series, which I have posted up here as "Will of the Straw."  Going to change that title...

Also, the series has been newly renamed The Archivist's Chronicle.

Here's the blurb I posted about it earlier...

"Orphans William and Bethany know only of a simple life:  survive the orphan matron, take care of themselves, look after the other kids.  But when a grevious mishap throws them in the path of a violent noble, the true ugliness of the world is revealed...along with a hidden power inside William.  The power draws attention from others who share it, and before long, the children are traversing the continent as they run for their lives.  But the powers pursuing them are working towards even darker deeds, and if they ever want to have a normal life again, confronting the power at its source may be their only recourse..."

Wrote a prologue for it today.  Gonna try my best to do some edits on the parts I have written before November starts, cause once November 1st hits, I'm not allowed to edit the thing till I'm done.  And I'm not happy with some of what I wrote in the first chapter.

...wish me luck. XD;;

Edit:

The NaNo in question.  Bam.
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...which story should I try first?

Obviously I need to FINISH ONE before I can publish one...but the key to THAT is to work on ONE story at a TIME, steadily, every day if I can manage it.  

Which story to start with, though...?  What do you guys think?  You're my readers, so...what would you like to see the most?

Here follows a synopsis of the five stories in question, with links to drabbles of that story I have here on dA or on tumblr, if they exist.  Stories listed from oldest to newest.  I don't have Premium anymore, so no poll capability, but if you could leave a comment with your thoughts, I'd appreciate it unto infinity.

Thank you all for sticking with me through so many years and so many stories, you guys. T_T

Blind the Inner Eye:  Police detective Alanna Casey thinks she might have found the missing youth she's looking for.  He looks almost exactly like the boy in the picture...except he has no memories, no sense of self, and the extraordinary ability to read people's pasts and futures with an ordinary deck of playing cards.  And it seems that Seattle Police aren't the only ones interested... | Chapters | 100 Themes Drabbles 8 and 9 | 100 Themes Drabble 11 |

Fallen Star:  In Pre-WWII Baltimore, a disaster-prone nun Rosalynn and her eerie, though aimable, partner Kokabiel travel up and down the East Coast, helping to keep the secret war between the Church and demonic forces a secret.  But they have secrets of their own:  strange powers, demonic origins, and a shared quest to recover something precious that's been stolen from them both... | Ch.1 Part 1 | Ch.1 Part 2 |

Aerdus Series:  Orphans William and Bethany know only of a simple life:  survive the orphan matron, take care of themselves, look after the other kids.  But when a grevious mishap throws them in the path of a violent noble, the true ugliness of the world is revealed...along with a hidden power inside William.  The power draws attention from others who share it, and before long, the children are traversing the continent as they run for their lives.  But the powers pursuing them are working towards even darker deeds, and if they ever want to have a normal life again, confronting the power at its source may be their only recourse... | Chapters and Drabbles| 100 Themes Drabble 3 | 100 Themes Drabble 13 |

Whisper Valley Series:  In the distant future, super high-rise buildings create a society where social status is stratified by physical altitude.  Private Detective Caine Watson strives to maintain a shred of integrity in a world where apathy has all but destroyed it.  But those with too much power and too little scruple are eager to exploit the virtuous.  Caine has a secret he'd do anything to keep hidden, and that may mean giving up the values he holds so dear... | 100 Themes Drabble 21 |

(Untitled):  The night that Vaughn Halvard hears of his father's disappearance in Afghanistan, he seeks sanctuary in an old castle, and stumbles on an amazing treasure within.  The moonlight shows much that is hidden--including a little gargoyle trapped within a jeweled orb.  The little fae's silent cues lead young Vaughn to believe that all bad things in the world--greed, hunger, and war--were caused by ancient magic, and curing them requires only the right counterspell.  Vaughn would search the world for whatever he needed if it meant bringing his father home...

Let me know what you think in the comments...!  Thanks, you guys! <3
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WOW!  Sometimes I get caught up in the rush of Tumblr, and forget that I even have a deviantART account.  I don't know WHY I commit such a travesty, though.  I've put so much into the dA community, and dA have given so much back...!  I've met LIFELONG, true, real friends--SISTERS--on dA, and it's you guys, and your encouragement and love and support over the years, that have ultimately made me grow:  as both a person and as a writer.  So let me just take a moment to thank you, all of you, for helping me out over my long journey.  Six years and very nearly 30,000 pageviews later, we're still on life's journey together--and I want to thank you all for sticking with me, from the bottom of my heart.

Thank you, too, to those of you whom I don't know so well, who Watch me but who I haven't had the chance to talk to, and those of you who find me and, by some miracle, think that my writing is good enough to add to your favorites, or even better, to drop a comment.  (Those precious, precious things.)  Thank you, very much, for your support!

This week begins a new chapter in my life.  These past six years have seen a lot of growth in my writing, yes, but they've also been quite turbulent in my personal life.  I spent six years in community college, screwing up and then fixing my screwups, and after jumping through more flaming hoops than I ever thought possible--and failing in ways that I thought I would never recover from--I earned an A.A. with an Emphasis in Humanities and Languages (basically an English degree) and an A.A.-T (Associate in Arts for Transfer) in Communications.  I'm now in the Two A.A.-Club--and I'm far from done!  The thing that I've been spending the entirety of my higher education trying to do has been achieved.  I've finally transferred into a 4-year university!  Last Tuesday, on January 21st, 2014, I started my first week at California State University, Long Beach!  I'm majoring in Communications, planning to minor in Creative Writing, and am shooting for a B.A. with a fervent desire to use this degree in the business world; Public Relations would be optimal, but honestly, anywhere where I get to work with all sorts of fascinating people, I will be happy.  The point is that I'm growing and moving on with my life...finally.

This does not, however, mean that I'll be vanishing from my life here on the Internet.  You'll notice that the Minor I have in mind is Creative Writing.  Even though I do expect to be a published author someday, I don't expect to get rich or famous from it.  I want to continue my education in writing for my own satisfaction, for my own self-betterment.  Writing is a part of me.  It is my art, something that I've always known and always tried to own, and the very reason why I've never felt uncomfortable making my writing's home on an art site.  As such, I'll never stop.  I honestly could not stop if I tried.

Obviously I haven't posted anything on dA in quite a while, and that's because the primary body of my recent writing has happened on Tumblr, in roleplays.  My activity goes on and off, like it always has; I can't promise any sort of consistency, because I know better than to think that I'll be able to deliver on any of those promises.  (Especially with 2 jobs on top of my 12 units.  That's right, I'm working again!  I'm now a Nanny, as well as a Housekeeper.  Taxes?  What are those?)  I will, however, endeavor to check up on this site a little more often, in order to keep in touch with everyone.  I've been pretty remiss in that, and regret it.

I haven't changed, really.  I'm the same person that I was when I met you, the friends who shaped me into the woman I am today; the same person I was at age 18, when I graduated high school and thought I had become an adult; the same person I was in middle school when I met the friends who set me on the path to becoming the writer and person I am now; the same person I was at age 13 when I wrote my first poem; the same person I was at age 6 when I wrote my very first short story.  What I've realized recently is that I'm not ashamed of that.  Maybe I was once--but no more.  I've found that a person never really changes.  What they do and say, the things they work towards, the company they keep, the things they like and dislike--these things change.  But the thoughts someone has, or the feelings; the things they hope for, the desires in their soul; what they truly love--these things never change.  And I'm happy they don't, really.  When I was 19, I began to despise the person I had become, and wished I could be the person I was at 16.  When I was 16, I didn't even like the person that I was, wishing I could be the person I was at 13.  And when I was 13, I wished that life could be simpler, like it was back when I was 10.  Now, at 26, I realize that all of these people are really the same--and that's okay.  That's more than okay.  It makes me happy, to know that I have, in truth, always known who I am.

I'm still a spastic little thing, just like I was as a 3-year-old.  My Nana used to call me Pink Flea:  always dressed in pink, always bouncing hither and thither.  Pink is still one of my favorite colors, and I'm still all over the place--my mind hopping from this to that and then to the other thing.  I'm not perfect; I don't remember everything, I don't always finish what I start, and I am really terrible at keeping promises.

But one thing that I've always done is remember the people who care about me.  Even if I don't show it properly or consistently, I remember.  I care.  I love.  I'll always be grateful for the people who've cared, because they made--make--the journey worthwhile.  The people in my life are what enrich it.  You are the stories I tell.

So...thank you.  My friends, my family.  Thank you.
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Shoe?

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Um why did Elf suddenly decide to put tortilla shoes on her front page

Elf doesn't know

Elf kind of suspects she needed something different

Elf would like to still thank Zuni-chan for custom coding the Lily journal format, thank you doll :heart:

but um yeah

There were comments in my inbox that had been there since 2010

I finally deleted them

Having a feeling of needing to move on right now

trying


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