Take out another notebook, pick up another pen, and just write, just write, just...– Natalie Goldberg
D: Did you just growl at the cat?
Me: He jumped onto the top shelf of my desk. He knows he's not supposed to be up there.
D: So you growled at him?
Me: He got down pretty quick, didn't he?
Anonymous asked: Where did you get the idea for a Jason/Damian fic? Any particular inspiration?
Fic: Double Dog Dare (Jason/Damian)
“I dare you,” Colin provoked, decking a low-life henchman of Killer Moth. The gang was comprised of petty thugs so amateur the boy’s higher skills hadn’t yet been called for. Two years of training with Batman and Robin had given him a passable level of defensive skills, though Damian noted that his technique was still extremely flawed. “You’re leaving your right...
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Priceless conversations with Neko
Neko: salt wards off demons, right?
Neko: and things like pretzels and potato chips are covered in salt
Me: ...yeah...and you're about to tell me if push comes to shove, you can stave off an army of demons with a food fight?
Neko: not an army, but maybe one or two
Me: This is precisely why you will survive the Apocalypse.
I have determined that the reason I suck so much at giving the gift of fiction in anything resembling a timely manner is because nearly every concept I have becomes a multi-part monster. In other news, I’ve just written Colin Wilkes for the first time and feel strangely satisfied with it.
I'm knee deep into four different fics and haven't...
Me: I have no idea how to end this.
D: Another one? What is that, the third or fourth one in as many weeks?
Me: Try fifth. And yes. It is. I'm really shooting blanks lately.
D: Well, I wouldn't say that...
Me: ...come on. The agitated writer's not in the mood.
D: Sorry. Ok, well, have you tried simple?
Me: Define simple.
D: Bruce and Jason live happily ever after, Jason and Damian kiss and make up, Damian and Liam save the day, Bart and Kon--
Me: Stop. Please. I can't take anymore of your Disney-esque endings.
D: Oh, shit. They're even orphans. Maybe you should change your ambition from 'writing for comics' to 'writing for Disney'.
Me: Well that's the sound of you not getting laid tonight.
thecommonloon asked: actually sadly that back to the future picture is an edit. in the movie the year in the date is 2015, not 2012. :(
If there ever comes a time when an individual finds its actions constantly tracked by some sort of government or military agency, there are going to be a plethora of fine writers wrongly accused of terrorist intent. I’m currently researching guns and explosives for a fic I’m working on and I feel really frigging weird about it. Like, look over my shoulder every five minutes kind of...
So my boyfriend says casually over dinner, 'I have...
I immediately stop eating and look at him. ‘Ok,’ I say. D clears his throat, looking vaguely uncomfortable and my stomach drops. ‘Yesterday when I cleaned, I put safety covers on the electrical outlets.’ I blink. I’m not sure what to say, or even how this qualifies as a confession. ‘I noticed,’ I say for lack of anything better. I’d fought...
Apparently June just isn't my month
June’s been difficult on the work front, but recently a few personal things have come up that need my attention. I’m taking an internet leave of absence until I can get them sorted out. In other words—if I’m gone for a few weeks, I’m not dead. Take care, all.
I’m halfway through editing this massive fic, computer. Now is not the time for you to make your ominous crunching noises. In fact if I’m honest about it, there’s never a ‘good’ time. I suppose this perpetual feeling of ‘oh shit’ is what I get for having a preferred machine that’s over twelve years old.
Anonymous asked: Hey, I was wondering if you were planning to write about what happened after Dick ate cereal and Superboy read the newspaper and figured out Tim was Robin. Just curious, not pressuring! Your multitude of CABbies like all the universes you create. Happy Father's Day btw; hope Mr Wayne got you something nice.
screw you. i can take care of myself.: So long... →
callmejase: I got to hang with the Teen Titans again and we went on 2 missions! Kory’s real nice and she’s thinkin she migh merry Dick! Don’t tell no one I said nothin, tho. She’s still thinkin about it. Got to see Dick’s olde circus. He effing rocks on the trampeez! Me an Bruce are rebuidin one of his…
This thing was supposed to be short and sweet not long and sappy. And it’s still not done. I don’t care how much you bitch and moan and beg, you’re not going to be a multi-parter I frigging swear it. You’re not. No. I have spoken, goddammit. Not this time. I don’t care if you’re the goddamn Batman, you can’t have it. Seriously. I mean it. ...
The interior hadn’t changed much from the last time he’d been there,...– Salvation, fiction in progress.
I have officially made this character too...
You may be cute, but you’re not even part of the DC universe. Why the hell are you invading my fic and hitting so damn hard on Bruce? Don’t you already have a boyfriend? Would you mind getting the hell off screen so I can bring in the main attraction? Diva.
Anonymous asked: I miss your story bout Damian starting a superhero toy line and working up the courage to go after Dick T_T...
Mr. Wayne: 2012 "IT'S LAVA!" Champion
perfect-tea: His technique? Flawless. The acrocatics? Beyond impressive. I know you secretly doubted me when I said he never touched the ground. Batcat is adept at avoiding lava. Evil doers such as The Pink Poofball, Tiny Bits of Cardboard, and The Red Rope are not so lucky. ;)
I’ve decided to give it a shot, but three episodes in I’m a little underwhelmed. I respect that it maintains the integrity of the characters, I guess I’m just not really digging the teenage romance/drama. I suppose my question is—does it keep on this vein for awhile, or does it develop pretty steadily? If you loved it, would you mind sharing why?
To the Blue Buffalo Company,
After doing some research online, I was aghast to discover that the Science Diet brand of cat food that accompanied my feline friend, Mr. Wayne, home from the shelter had a long, sordid past of supposedly poisoning pets. Immediately, I took to the internet again, and spent hours researching the best of the best in cat food. After all, the more I invest in Mr. Wayne’s health now, the less...
Good god almighty I just spent the last forty-five minutes on the phone with my mother attempting to instruct her in the ways of a piece of technology she should have been required to pass a test in order to own.
: Anyone with 12 seconds to spare--help a small... →
perfect-tea: 1 - Go to www.missionsmallbusiness.com. 2 - Log in with Facebook [it’s the only way to vote]. 3 - Scroll down and under ‘business name’ input ‘Neko-jin Designs’. 4 - Click search. 5 - Click vote. If you can’t vote, please help spread the word! We need 245 votes by June 30th to be… Hey, all. I don’t usually ask anything of my followers, but if you literally have...
The 5 stages of frustration
1. Well…that was ironic in an Alanis Morissette kind of way. 2. This really sucks. 3. You’ve got to be kidding me. 4. It just never ends. 5. Sledgehammer.
Anonymous asked: Lowering himself into Bruce's bathtub that could easily fit two other people, Jason purred as the warm water eased the pain in his bad leg. He'd been on his feet all day, and after the third tiny spasm, Bruce suggested he soak in the tub for a while. "You rest. I'll set the table." Jason leaned his head back against the cool tile and sighed, working his hands over the sore...
Hey writer's block--
Go pick on someone your own size before I get my boyfriend to kick your sorry ass into next week. Oh, yeah, and I almost forgot—you suck.
When things go wrong, don’t go with them.– Elvis Presley
There are about a dozen things I’d like to say to the decision-making machine at DC Comics and none of them are acceptable in polite society.