Amaranth and Jasmine

backstory!

2007-11-15T20:18:00.000-05:00

I finally fleshed it out. Well partly anyway. But still, more so than I've done in writing yet, with the possible exception of---No, no, I think even in Mackie's backstory, which I mostly-wrote but never put online (to this day I can't work out how to end the thing, I don't like what it is right now), I skipped over this part and was even more vague than I was this time.If interested, and can

note and illustration

2007-11-07T11:39:00.000-05:00

While I was supposed to be writing, I stumbled across the ultimate doll-making site again. Dangerousdangerous. Of course what did I do? I made ridiculously over-the-top cute versions of my characters.So take these with a grain of salt. XD Meres and Luce Mephisto and NilaVeriBut I can claim some justification for these! It actually, oddly enough, helped me out a bit in terms of

Twice Entwined

2007-11-01T18:08:00.001-04:00

Twice entwinedI sit again beside the weary fountainThoughts indistinct as its wavering motionsA muted splash, a slow-motion murmurCelestial haze mingling in terrestrial fogRusted vines, brittle fingers slowly graspingAttaching only to have the stone fall awayEvery thieving hand so soon emptyThe wine passes through my pale fingersMy flesh too fragile now to containMemory drifting in ever-widening

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2007-10-30T20:45:00.000-04:00

New posts.. hopefully tomorrow, I have a few more stories pretty much done that I need to get out of my system so I can focus on NaNo. But, speaking of: the annual NaNoWriMo blog! If you want more Phistos, and don't mind sifting through my harried first-draft crap, dig in. Or, just keep an eye on my word count and scream at me to keep going. :)

All-Hallows Summer

2007-10-30T19:38:00.000-04:00

"Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, and nothing can cure the senses but the soul." - Oscar Wilde Though the calendar would name the season as autumn, the afternoon is one stolen from an earlier month, the fullness of the summer sun returned for a single day. A string quartet plays in midst of the rose garden, and the sweetly melancholy notes are carried with the warm heady

What the Thunder Said

2007-10-29T10:05:00.000-04:00

The sheer volume, the shuddering impact of the thunder at last grows to such strength that it sends the very house and all of us within it quivering, physically shaken. No-one breathes in the silence as the lightening reveals - what is this, fear! On our faces? It must have been a trick of the light, what have we to fear? The house is solid, even if the lightening struck it; and surely

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2007-10-24T20:02:00.000-04:00

Had no idea it had been nearly a month since an update! Rest assured, I have not stopped writing - just apparently stopped typing for a bit. A few things are nearly done with the editing I think, so should have a post within a week.And then a whole buttload of posts, as I try to wrap up all my current in-progress stories before November (and thus NaNoWriMo) hits! (At which point, there will be a

Fuchsia (a second)

2007-09-25T10:11:00.000-04:00

Ah, my dear one, how gracefully you dance! There is such fluidity and perfection to your every motion, each gesture refined and unhesitant. I had not meant to dally, here beside a window in the long corridor, but how could I have helped but do so, when once I had glimpsed your nymphean form? I lean now against the wall, half-hidden by the rich damask drapes, my eyes hopelessly ensnared

note and question

2007-09-25T09:51:00.000-04:00

So far, I haven't really given away any of the meanings to the flowers referenced in the stories. I have a huge list I keep in my story-binder, compliments of In the Garden: The Language of Flowers, which I'm constantly flipping through whenever I need an idea, or want some specific thing in one of the gardens. In some cases, it works out quite naturally, to give the meaning of the flower in the

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2007-09-18T21:25:00.000-04:00

I've printed out a copy of letters Oscar Wilde wrote to Lord Alfred Douglas, to put in my story-binder, as inspiration. So unspeakably lovely... (There are a few subtle hints of this in the story I just posted. But I only wish I could write so beautifully!) <333

Fuchsia

2007-09-18T21:22:00.000-04:00

My dearest, You must forgive me for not properly addressing this trivial letter of mine, but you will not tell me your name, and it seems that neither is anyone else privy to such information, though you are certainly known to many. Such an air of mystery you shroud yourself in! It is hardly to be believed, that one who frequents such gatherings, so full of gossip and sly questions, could

A Letter from the Desert

2007-09-15T09:25:00.000-04:00

My dear Veri, The air is so dry here that I can hardly stand it. It seems a vacuum of moisture, the desert contains so little that it eagerly steals whatever it can find, tearing the water from within your own skin. You were quite right, darling, to remain in Rome despite Azal's gracious invitation, as your skin among all of ours grows parched and scaled so quickly. The baths here are

Beside the Lotus Pool

2007-09-02T12:45:00.000-04:00

It is the latter part of the afternoon when I have risen, and go to sit beside the lotus pool. The serving boy brings a tray of coffee and some delicate pastry (of which a new variety is concocted each day by the finest baker I could find in this place in this time). I have little appetite - so fickle are the vessels of mortality! Yet the pastry is light, so I eat of it a little. The

Beneath the Locust Tree

2007-08-26T21:51:00.000-04:00

"And the stars will showwhere the waters flowwhere the gardens growthat's where I'll meet you" - "Stars", Roxette The stale lichen mars every inch of the once spotless marble, and I must smile wryly at the aptness of such blemish. The insensate stone reflects what you have - but oh Heaven, no! I had not meant to torment myself with the thought of your fragile flesh being consumed by its

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2007-08-26T16:14:00.000-04:00

At the moment, I'm on a Phisto-kick, so if you're familiar with my stories of Mackie and the other angels who, alongside him, chose to fall from Heaven and indulge in a world of their own creation here on Earth, you'll find their lives a little more fleshed-out. If you're not, then I'd love to know how these stories stand without their full backgrounds being known (though it occurs to me, I never

intro

2007-08-26T15:54:00.000-04:00

I decided it was about time I flung together a blog for my various writings. Eventually, they'll land on a part of my homepage, but, until I get around to re-doing *that*, the stories and sketches and things will be posted here. Also, this is a much better format for garnering feedback, which I ALWAYS, always appreciate, in any and every form, whether it's alerting me to a typo or pointing out a