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[24 Mar 2004|03:33pm] |
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You may have thought that I had abandoned this journal and all hopes of getting up the energy to type up more of what I've written.
Alas, I have come to assail your eyes with... fiction.
And Harry Potter fanfiction, at that. So, if that's not your idea of a good time (and for most of you six people, I know it is your idea of a good time, so you had better read), just keep going. And don't look back. It will only hurt you, and that is not my intent.
Mind you, also: this fic mentions cutting, and suicide attempts. If you think it best not to read this, by all means, do not. Also bear in mind that I have never done either thing, and if I am wrong about something, I apologize. I am not trying to trivialize anyone's personal experience, it was just a way I wanted to portray the character.
That being said!
( Ficlet: Snape (Marauders Era), G )
Also, some prose that may or may not be used in a story I'm trying to develop.
( Dreaming in White on White )
Mwah. Thoughts?
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[17 Mar 2004|06:34pm] |
We are starting off on the most unfortunate foot of my background being slightly distorted. And I really haven't the time to fix it right now, but I'll be doing that shortly.
Anyway, some poems, just to get into the swing of things.
( Autumn )
( Pandora II )
( Classify )
All rather old. And I'm disliking them as I'm re-reading them, but that, alas, is typical.
Tell me what you think, won't you?
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[17 Mar 2004|03:22pm] |
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Testness.
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