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 The Widowed Bride
Pairing: Emma/Aaron
Word Count: 337
GYWO Stop Challenge for 4/12
The sound of Emma’s heels echoed in the empty dancehall. It had been ages since she had come here. The building had been closed and locked for many years. No one had been here since that night.

Outside, the village she knew had change to the point it was unrecognizable. The tragedy had been too much for some to stay. People had been shaken to the core that night. Violence had been unheard of in Almore before it happened.

She stopped in the center of the dancefloor. The bloodstain was still on the floor. She closed her eyes and a tear ran down her cheek.

It marked the spot where he died. Shot in cold blood by a jealous fool. One minute she was in his arms, dancing, about to share a secret with him then the next he was on the floor dying.

She knelt by the bloodstain. “Aaron, I miss you. Thank you for the gift you left me. I tried to tell you but…. Our son is a strong young man with a good heart. Just like his father. I couldn’t bring him here. I didn't want him to see this.”

A breeze kissed her cheek and she smiled. She knew that he heard her. She got to her feet and left the way she came.

Outside a wrecking crew was waiting. The dancehall would be nothing but dust soon. It would be a new apartment building in the near future.

As she came out into the sun, she slipped on a pair of sunglasses. She nodded to the foreman and went to her car.

She could watch it fall so she started the car and drove off. She took the turn for the interstate and the long way home.

On the seat next to her was a framed photograph of a bride and groom on their wedding day. She and Aaron didn't know it would be the last photograph they would be in together. He died before they got to cut their cake.
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 Sister Nightingale
Word Count: 405
For Mary, a nurse and Red Cross volunteer taken from us before her time.

“Lady! Someone has rung the bell at the dock.” Sister Song leaned on the table to catch her breath.

“Are we expecting anyone?” Lady Victra looked up from the document she was reading.

“No.” Sister Song shook her head.

Lady Victra stood up and grabbed her cloak. “Then I must see who it is.”

“Do you want me to come with you?” Sister Song volunteered/

“No.” Lady Victra shook her head. “Go back to the cloister and make up a bed just in case.”

“Right!” Sister Song left to do as instructed.

Lady Victra walked out of her cottage and down to the pier where a small barge was tied. She got on and held out her hand then whispered a word. The barge moved toward the other side of the lake.

When Lady Victra was halfway across, she could see a woman standing on the pier dressed in what looked like a uniform holding a covered basket.

Soon, the barge stopped at the steps and Lady Victra got out. “I am the Lady of Alban Isle. Why have you come here?”

The woman bowed. “My name is Mary. I am from the City of Man. I want to learn about your healing magick. I am a nurse.”

Lady Victra looked at her closely. “You have magick. I can sense it. It is rare in a human.”

“Some say I have the healing touch. I’ve never considered it magick before.” Mary blushed slightly.

Lady Victra smiled. “It is a gift indeed. What is in your basket?”

“I have brought seeds and cuttings of various healing plants. I thought that I shouldn’t come empty handed.” Mary uncovered the basket so that Lady Victra could see inside.

Lady Victra nodded. “We can make use of those. You must tell me how you knew to come here and ring the bell.”

“I met with the High Priestess and she told me what to do.” Mary looked nervous. “Lady Aura said that you are her sister. Is that true?”

“Yes. She is the elder sister.” Lady Victra waved her hand to the barge. “Come with me and I will get you settled into the cloister, Sister Mary. Tomorrow, you will report to Sister Jannis in the gardens.”

“Thank you. Lady Victra.” Mary got on the barge and sat at the back.

Lady Victra stepped back on the barge and spoke the magick to send it back to the isle.
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 North Shore Cottages Available
Word Count: 77
Prompt: Leasing
Written for GYWO Built to Last Challenge 2019

North Shore Cottages Available

Cottages are available for leasing on the shore of the northern coast
Rent is cheap but the security deposit is not as damages sometimes occur
Extra security deposit is required for pets, children and frat boys.
There is a discount for senior citizens and single tenants.
In the event of a storm, rent will not be refunded but deposits will be refunded.
Now is the time to get in on this incredible offer and enjoy your summer. 
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 The Clear Head
Word Count:
Written for GYWO Alphabet Challenge

Confusion is a real problem to most of us
Doubt doesn't make life easy either.
Eventually you have to deal with both
Fortunately, you have a brain that has higher reasoning skills and if that doesn't work, you can pray.

Gods and Goddesses only hear what your heart says not your words
However, praying is never a bad idea.
It may help clarify what it is you really feel not what you think you feel.

Just remember to be true to yourself.
Keeping things inside only makes the doubt and confusion worse.
Learn to trust yourself and listen to your heart..
Many of us forget to do that and it just makes things worse.

Not everyone is perfect and don't get down on yourself if you are feeling unclear. 
Our mind can be a confusing place but eventually we all figure things out in the end.
Persistence and patience are your allies.
Quarreling with your mind won't help.
Remember to think things through carefully and you'll find yourself clear headed in no time.

Seriously, it will all get better.
Truth is in your heart and its there if you look for it.

Utilize visualization to make doubt and confusion go away.
Visualize your doubts and confusion and make them pop like bubbles.
Whatever it is just know you will figure it out

Xanadu wasn't built in a day.
You have to have patience.
Zooming through life only works for cartoon roadrunners.

Always remember to be true to your heart and honest with yourself.
Before long, your confusion and doubts will just melt away.
Clarity is just a process that we all have to go through.
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Is there a point to this? 

I wonder why I still do this. I don’t think I’ll ever manage to get published. I believe i have been wasting my time. At least, I feel like i am. It's totally frustrating me.

I write fanfiction all the time. I have regular readers. I have regular commenters. But its fanfiction and there is an interest in that. I'm not sure I could get the same interest in my original fiction.

I write fantasy and science fiction when I’m not writing fanfiction. It's not a really common thing. I like it so that's what I write. It's not everyone's taste. I know but i try to do it well.

I like to create worlds then go on adventures in them. World building is fun. Worlds can be anything and anywhere. Creating characters to go on adventures is fun too. I create creatures of every description from androids to shape shifting aliens. 

I've never gotten much interest in my original stuff. Once in a while, I get a comment but that’s rare. If I can't get readers on free sites how am I supposed to get people to pay to read my stuff.

I know that advertisement is important but I don’t know how to even go about it. Where should I advertise? Facebook? Tumblr? Twitter? Twitter? If I use those things then I’m relying on my followers to get the word out. It doesn't seem very effective.

Getting a publisher is another problem. What if no one wants to publish it? I could go the self-publishing route but I have no clue as to how to go about it.

Most writers get an agent but I don’t have money for that. I don’t have money for anything. That's part of the reason that I would like to publish something to get some extra money coming in.

Basically I’m stuck. Why should I bother writing anymore? Because I am compelled by a force greater than my frustration and self-doubt.

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 Writers Resolutions 2019
This year I’m taking a step back. I’m focusing on basics and smaller, more obtainable goals. I'm going to focus on behaviors not just word counts. Behaviors can be monitored and changed. Hopefully...

The Plan is...

Write! I have signed up for the Journeyman habit pledge at “Get Your Words Out.” The goal is writing on 240 days for the year. No word count goal this year.

Finish things. I have too many fanfic wips and I need to finish them before starting new things. I also have some original stories to finish. My goal here is to finish  one fanfic and one original story every month from the wip folder.

Get back to my original fantasy writing. I have been neglecting Dark Realms and Ogham-Duir for too long. My goal is a second series of Dark Realms and all of the larger Ogham-Duir wips finished.

I need to remember that flash fiction is my friend. Not everything that I write needs to be big epic like stories. My goal is to do more small bits and build up to larger bits.

I need to cut out distractions. I need to set aside a time every day to write. No phone. No online games. Just writing. My goal here is to not only write every day but write for a set amount of time every day.

And some other things ….

Go back to Puzzle Prompts and  Beat The Black Dog. I like those communities and they are very supportive.
Continue with Camelot Drabble. If it ain't broke…..

Clear out communities I don't want to or have not written in. This includes fandoms I not interested in anymore. Clutter on my journal feed is distracting.


I need to set up a writing space. It needs to say this is where you write not nap or watch British TV shows. I've been writing on my tablet anywhere and everywhere too much. I need to sit in front of a computer in a chair in a space set up for writing.
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 What I Learned in 2018
Every year I look at the things that help or hinder my writing. This year i have a list. It's on the negative side but I hope to make it turn out positive by the end of the year. Some things are also included in my writing goals. Some things are easy to change but others are not. Fingers crossed as i give it a try.

My mood affects my writing.
The worse my depression is the less I write. Since there is no cure for Bipolar disorder, I guess I need to find a way to work through the depression. While that’s easier said than done, it is key to getting out of my word count and productivity slump.

I need to focus more on my writing.

My focus has been split the last year or so. I’ve been playing on line games instead of writing. While that’s fun it’s also time consuming. I’ve been wanting to cut back on the gaming for some time. I think now is the time

Writing needs a place and a time.

I have a dreary little corner where I write sometimes. I want to make it more of a writer’s corner. I was thinking of posters and a teapot. I would also like a cork board, genealogy charts, and timelines for my original fiction verses

I need to get organized again
When I was writing lots of words, I was organized. I kept a calendar of due dates to keep it all flowing. I have stopped doing that and I need to do it. Knowing what is due when and what I need to do to get it done is key to a good word count and a good writing habit.

I still have stories to tell.
I have lots of ideas. That's not the problem. That’s never the problem. I always have stories in my head. I just need to get them down on a word doc.

Some fandoms can be very motivating.
I recently reconnected with the Arwen part of the Merlin fandom. I had forgotten what it was like to feel like I was a part of something. Some of these writers were there when I first started to write fanfiction. It’s good to be back with them again.

Making connections with other writers.
I need to stop feeling like I'm all alone in this writing journey of mine. I know there are websites to join where authors encourage each other. I just need to find one that's right for me.

I’m sure I will learn more in the coming year. I do every year. Learning and changing is all a part of improving oneself. I will always need to improve.
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 Getting back into the habit…  writing habit that is

Looking at my word totals for the last few years and my failure to make word goals I realized that I needed a new approach to this writing thing.

Back when I started writing I wrote some words every day. It didn't matter how many just that I wrote. I had huge word counts back then. I wasn't even trying to make a goal back then.

I haven't reached my pledge goals for two years and I haven't done well with NaNoWriMo or Camp Nano. I'm getting discouraged with my writing. That's not good. I need to build my confidence up again. I need more success and less failure.

I've been with “Get Your Words Out” for a few years now. I'm going to try something different. Instead of making a word count pledge I'm going to try a habit pledge. Not the uber one but a more obtainable one.

This year my pledge will be writing 240 days for the year. I will be doing the Journeyman pledge.

Even if I only write 25 words a day. I will be getting back into the habit of writing. I will be finishing something. Finishing is good.

I may even forgo Big Bangs and Fests. Well. Maybe. I’m not going to hold myself to that one but I am thinking of not overwhelming myself with deadlines. I need to relax more and just create for the sake of creating.

I will go back to the monthly update posts and keep track of my words just to see how I'm doing.  Maybe next December I can go back to a word pledge. Fingers crossed!


Dec. 20th, 2018 12:21 pm
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Things can bind us like chains to memories and when those memories are of someone who has passed away then those chains are strong. The chains are sometimes broken when the thing that binds us is lost or destroyed but the memory remains.

Holding on to things to keep from fully grieving is unhealthy. I have seen firsthand what that can do to a person. It tears open old wounds over and over again that were never allowed to heal properly. When those things are lost or destroyed the grief is just as fresh as the moment it happened. Sometimes even more painful because the grief is not just for the object but for the memory connected to it.

I'm not saying that objects that hold memories are not important. Memories belong in the past. Moving on is always preferable to living in that past. A tangible object can bind you to a time, a place, or a feeling. When the object is lost it breaks the chain holding us to that feeling. Losing that object wont make you move on unless you want it.

Photos and ticket stubs are an example of this. We can relive a concert or an event that brings up happy feelings. They make us smile and remember the event just as it happened in our minds. These are precious memories but even without the ticket stubs and photos we can still remember the happy event with maybe less detail.

Conversely, a item from a lost love one can bring a memory of the moment they passed from this world. A ring or a pocket watch can take you back to the moment of grief. It's not uncommon to keep an object that once belonged to a love one. it ties us to that person for good or bad and sometimes in grief.

We bond an emotion to a thing. It happens on an unconscious level. Good or bad memories are bonded without regard to which they are. We embed them then we take them out and relive the emotion again and again.

Grief is a strange thing. It never really goes away. We may think we have gotten over the death of a love one but we never do. It hides in the back of our minds waiting to be called up to the front. Waiting to punch us in the gut all over again.

I have a bible marker from my grandfather and when I hold it, it reminds me that he's not here to comfort me to love me. I feel alone just like I did on the day he passed away. I was devastated on that day and I feel that emotion as fresh as the day it happened. I bonded my grief to that bible marker.

It's strange but I feel his presence when I hold that ribbon with his initials. It’s like something of him is still in it. Energy? Soul? I don't know.

The photos that I have of him remind me of happy times but they don’t bring the heavy sadness that the bible marker does. I see him happy and smiling and it makes me remember his hugs and his laughter.

I will never stop grieving him even when that bible marker turns to dust. The feeling might lessen but it will never go away.

Cherish your memories and the objects they are bound to but remember that life is the search for more memories in the future not the ones in the past. Be more conscious of the memories you bond to things.

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GetYourWordsOut: Year Eleven!
Pledges & Requirements |

Dreamwidth: sidhe_faerie
Livejournal: n/a
Previous name: n/a
Tumblr: @originalsunday
Birth Month:
Pledge: 240D Journeyman
Statement of writing goals: I need to get back in the habit of writing everyday
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 It’s That Time of Year Again
Word Count: 283
Stop Challenge December 8, 2018

Winter is officially here. Yes, that time of year. I'm cold, I ache and I just want a blanket and a cup of hot tea. I really hate being cold. It's like torture and it makes me grumpy.

This isn't new. It happens every year, but I still don't like it. As soon as I get that first chill, I'm cold until May. Sometimes, I don't warm up until the last day of May.

Is it May yet? No? Damn

The cold is bad enough but I really don't like the snow either. Yes, it's pretty but it’s cold too. Slippery, cold, and annoying. I'm not very sure footed and I really hate boots (more than shoes.) Snowy steps and parking lots are like test of my ability to stay upright. Sometimes, I fail the test.

Seriously is it May yet? It needs to hurry……

What am I saying? It snows here in May sometimes. If the cold wet air hits the mountains just right then BOOM! Snow in May. Yep. It's really annoying then and it usually happens when I’m just starting to thaw out.

Not funny Mother Nature!

Okay, so I like where I live but Winter makes me rethink the decision to stay in the mountains every year. I could go south but the image of Santa in a speedo sneaks into my brain. I’ll give you a moment to think about that. Go ahead. I'll wait……

Okay, see what I mean?

I guess I'll just snuggle in my blanket with a hot cup of tea and wait until its warm again. Whenever that will be. Oh look! It's snowing. Isn't that just perfect?
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FINISHED: 5 Camelot Drabble prompts (#?, #338, #339, #340, #341), 5 Yahtzee Prompts (#1, #2, #3, #4, #5), Olicity Hiatus prompts #1 and #2, Merlin Anniversary Fest Fic, 3 blog posts (Scheme/Blog, Fangirl/Blog, Nano Blog )

Another disaster of a failed Nanowrimo. I really need to stop putting myself through this torture if I know that I wont finish. It's like I’m bashing my head against the wall on purpose.

I do blame depression in part but I should also take into account that I am not as focused on writing as I used to be. I’m still active in fandom and writing communities but that doesn't seem to help me want to write.

I need to get back to the reason I want to write. I want to tell stories. I want to take readers on adventures in fantastic places. I need to get back to Ogham-Duir and Dark Realms.

Fanfiction is great. Romance is great. Adventure Fantasy is better.

Anyone can write a formula romance but it takes guts to create a new world full of adventure. I misplaced my guts. They're probably under that stack of fanfiction and romance WIP’s.
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Just trying to squeeze every last word out of anything I can. It's not going to help.

I failed again.
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FINISHED: Camelot Drabble prompt #341

Stick a fork in me...I'm done. I made it to 15K. I missed 6 days this week.

I cant believe that I used to finish this thing. Several times I finished this thing. Just another ugly reminder that depression sucks everything out of you. Even the good bits.
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FINISHED: Olicity Hiatus #1, Olicity Hiatus #2, Camelot Drabble prompt #340, Merlin Anniversary Fest Fic, 

I missed three days this week. I have lost all motivation to continue. That being said, I will still try for my goal of 25K. I may actually get there.

On a brighter note, I did finish my Merlin fic for the fest. I think i need a cover before I post it.
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 WEEK 2:
FINISHED: Personal Blog, Camelot Drabble Prompt #339

I've gotten more words on my Merlin Anniversary Fic. I still haven’t put a title on it yet.

I'm not making as much progress as I would like to but I am making words and I've only missed one day so far.

The Party

Nov. 13th, 2018 10:38 am
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 The Party
Cedrick Fellows (Lord Wickson)/Lady Violet Bellmore
Prompt 5: Tinkle
Word Count: 515
Cedrick pulled Lady Violet into the hallway. “I don't know if we should do this now. Your aunt doesn't look happy that you brought me along. We may have to wait.”

“Nonsense! She's just going to have to get used to us.” Lady Violet eyed him closely. “Unless you're having second thoughts about marrying me.”

“No. I’m not.” Cedrick assured her. “We have an understanding and I’m not backing out of it.”

“Then let's go back in to the party and tell everyone our news.” Lady violet pulled on his sleeve.

Cedrick took a breath. “If you're sure…”

“I am positive.” Lady Violet took him by the hand and led him back into the ballroom. She led him to the middle of the room. “Everyone! Please settle down. Lord W and I have wonderful news. She nudged him. Don't we, darling?”

“Yes. Yes we do. Lady Violet has agreed to become my wife. We wanted you all to be the first to know. There will be an official announcement later this week.” Cedrick smiled at the stunned faces. “That was the reaction he expected. Well I suppose we should toast to it.”

Lady Violet took two glasses of champagne from a waiters tray. She handed one to Cedrick. “Here you are, darling.”

“Thank you, my love.” Cedrick held his glass up. “To my bride to be, Lady Violet.”

Cedrick clinked glasses with Lady Violet and took a sip. Lady Violet blushed and took a sip as well. The room was filled with the tinkling of crystal as everyone toasted to them.

Lady Violet’s aunt came up to them. She whispered quietly to them. “Girl! You must be daft. Are you in trouble?”

“My lady, I have been nothing but a gentleman with your niece. I am not a cad.” Cedrick proclaimed. “I have great respect for your niece.”

“I'm sure.” Lady Bellmore glared at him. “I know what you young gentleman get up to. I'm no fool.” She turned to her niece. “Answer me Violet and tell the truth. Has he been inappropriate with you?”

“No he hasn't. I am not in trouble but Cedrick will need an heir sooner rather than later.” Lady Violet winked at him. “Don't you, darling?”

Cedrick shifted on his feet and blushed. “Well yes I will but….”

“As long as it's not too soon after the wedding.” Lady x shook her head. “These young people today have lost their minds.” She threw up her hands and walked off.

Lady Violet giggled and took a sip of champagne. “That went well.”

“That could have gone better.” Cedrick took another sip of his champagne.

“Actually, I expected it to go much worse but the night is young and she may find her tongue soon.”  Lady Violet put her hand on his arm and nodded to a settee. “Sit with me and let them offer us well wishes.”

“Why do I get the feeling that you are always going to be a shock?” Cedrick patted her hands.

“At least, I won't be boring.” Lady Violet looked up at him with a smile.


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