12/24/01:
Eighth update.
Okay, I did Legacy13 after what feels like forever. It sucked, I don't deny that, but...hey, its done.
Lib created a Veela's Inc list. http://yahoogroups.com/groups/veelasinc
I'm listening to Sarah Brightman's "In Paridisum." Lovely.
Godamnit. I'm so bored.
RUBE
12/21/01:
Seventh update.
I realize I am a lazy ho, but not much happened until recently and I didn't feel like moving my ass to update the diary. So sue me. Or is that Mary Sue me? Oh wait! That's already been done, in Lib's HPATI.
I started another fic. *cringe* Switch, with Lib. It's cool. I've done a ton of stuff since the last update...A Marcel/Draco, a Lucius/Harry and I started a Justin/Harry. Ooo. For Kissaki. One of my bitches.
IvyBlossom can sing! I'm all OMG at her.
Krissy is a fucking cool chick. chibihanna.net. I'm hosted on there, too. Rrah at Krissy, the coolest chick.
Inky rocks my fucking eyemakeup. His poetry..drool.
Riddle is a bitch. But isn't he always? snort. Doll.
Lib is Lib. Lib is bitching about this FUCKING PISSANT article....galkhg. They are mean to her. NO ONE is mean to Lib.
*yawn* My holidays are going to rock, once I start getting presents. I want HP shit, man. HP is my gawd.
Helene and the Lecterbuddies! I miss them. Shoutouts.
I was on the radio! In case anyone cares.
Rube wishes she could play the guitar. Someone buy her one.
"Lover's Will," by *gasp* Bonnie Riat (sp??) rocks. Fuckin' yeah. "If love is a healer, we'll be the first one's ill."
Dez I am missing. Where the fuck have we gone? *sob*
I just want to go after my recent and cleverly disguised flamers with a pix axe.
Hannibal says: "What an uncivilzed manner of killing."
Dahmer says: "I'll give you head."
Hannibal says: "He means that literally, since you have to penile unit."
Draco says: "When will you give me a smut scene in Legacy, bitch? IT'S BEEN FOREVER AND NEVER!"
Lucius says: "I cannot believe the dream you had last night. AS IF I WOULD EVER DEGIN TO SLEEP WITH REMUS LUPIN??!!"
Remus says: "I'm fucking stoned."
Rube says: "G'night loves."
Over and out.
12/02/01:
Sixth update.
Worked on the zine for a while, did some RP with riddle and fucked around a bit.
Here's the link to the slash thing I wrote for Libertine; Smut scene (only the smut scene...Libertine and Kissaki wrote the rest) 11/28/01:
Fifth update.
Not much of an update.
I did the slash scene for Libertine, and I'll include the link to it as soon as she uploads. I'm fairly happy with it, given that it makes sense and has no typos that I'm aware of. It's pretty graphic, given that I'm usually pretty soft core.
11/27/01:
Fourth update.
Well, Libertine has been back for a couple of days, and she's worked on some fics and her site, which is more than I can say for myself. BTW, I highly reccomend checking her site out (http://draco.c6d.net) and reading Harry Potter and the Internet. Yours truly has a snippet. ;)
I also got cajoled *wink, wink, nudge nudge* into writing a section for the Snitch series. It's pure smut. H/D. Goodie. I'll let you know when it's done at shit.
Libertine has also agreed to be my beta. Wow! Oh, and don't I seem to be saying the word 'Libertine' a lot? Heesh.
I got no sleep last night. Ms. Grace had to put up with me bouncing around today at the thing on a blueberry muffin, mini oreos, Dr. Pepper, a snickers, chips and that's it. But it was enough. Poor Brenna nearly went insane sitting next to me.
I tried to draw today, to see if I could manage a decent Lucius. Only...
I can't draw.
Rube
11/26/01:
Third update.
Added a plot bunnies page. Yeah. Update the quotes on the main page, as you may have noticed.
Did I mention I'm already hating the zine thing? It's so fucking conformist. I feel like my exneighbor Ashley...her nickname was Poser-Whore. Need I say more?
I keep rereading "The Going Rate" by Kimmie on the Potterslash archives (http://www.geocities.com/slashpotter) and I'm fucking mind-blown. The only other fics that have done that to me are green on green (R i d d l e) Snitch! (Al) and the Snitch series (Libertine). Those fucking authors...*shakes head* how I envy them.
I tried to work on the sequel to Clear. No such luck yet. I haven't thought of a plot. Why oh why did I agree to do this?
I NEED A BETA READER! I know this is a shamless plea for help, but anyway....I need one.
I rented 'Galaxy Quest' and 'Mesmer' cause I wanted Alan Rickman today...All I could think during the former was 'You are so butch.'
FYI, Rick (I'm a man now, don't call me "RICKY") Schroder is doing a war epic on A & E. Grrreeat, says I. I had enough of him on NYPD BLUE and when they showed his big, white ass...*shudder* I'm still a Denby fan, man.
Did you know that Dan Radcliffe enjoys Dido and the Moulin Rouge soundtrack? I'm ashamed to admit that I own both items, but rarely listen to either.
Tom Felton needs a dentist. Nuff said.
Rube
11/24/01:
Second update.
I tried making a whole new site to host my fic on, cause fanfiction.net is offically public enemy #1...but it didn't work out. So I worked on my zine idea a little, and suffered through trying to configure my browser to support this really cool font before giving up and taking a lie-down.
I've finished It Came Upon a Midnight Clear. Now I just have to move my ass and get to the sequel. I had a bit of trouble writing parts of the last part (hmm...me english, really) and it came out sounding all forced and trite and shit.
The challenge said to do the, and I quote, 'The "I never wanted any of this" speech from Harry'. Hehe. I did it. I thought I turned out badly.
Here's what I ended up writing (complete with my sarcastic ass comments now that I reread the damn thing)
...."But we are." Harry smiled, the melancholy he felt making the smile look plastic. "You think I wanted all of this?" Draco didn't answer for it looked as if Harry wanted no response.
***Rube couldn't remember how to spell 'rhetorical'.***
"I didn't ask for it, you know." Harry neatly folded the sheet over his lap and tucked his hands underneath of it, staring at Draco with straightforward eyes.
***Aren't all eyes centered straight?***
"I lived with people who hated me--hated me and who I was, where I came from, for eleven full years before I came to Hogwarts. I never knew who I was. Seems rather hard to believe, doesnt it?"
***No, actually. But we all know that you have a point to make, so get on with it.***
Harry grinned momentarily, and then went on.
"And I come to Hogwarts where everyone knows my name and has this preconceived notion of a boy-hero. And I'm just a little kid with a damn scar on his forehead. Did that make me special?"
***Uh, yeah. You /were/ the downfall of the most terrifying wizard ever to hit children's books...uh, I meant the wizarding world.***
"I suppose it did." Harry stopped shortly and stared ahead, loosing eye contact with Draco. He thought for a moment that he wouldn't go on, but he did.
"Did anyone stop to ask me, while Voldemort was after my blood and sometimes the Wizarding world that I had been welcomed into felt like total chaos, if I wanted it? Did you?"
***I for one would assume you'd be happy to get out of hell on earth with the muggles. But maybe that's just me.***
Draco hastily shook his head.
"I didn't want it."
***WHAT???!!!***
He laughed bitterly. Now there's something no one wanted to know. That the one person who caused Voldemorts first downfall couldnt have cared less? Really, sometimes death seemed the better option than living with the muggles." His frown deepened. But no one asked..."
***Gee, Harry. I wonder why?***
But that's my little speech. Melodramatic, isn't it?
I worked on 'Temperature Change' a little, and found that I really need a) a new thesarus and b) a new imagination. I sound the same. Harry turned. Snape turned. Harry said. Snape said. Bleg.
Any ideas for the sequel of Clear...? I'm hopeless.
Rube
11/23/01:
Well, well, well. *flashbacks to Breakfast Club* My first post! I'm excited. It's all very nice. Yes.
I've seen the Harry Potter movie, and, like I thought it would, it's encouraged me to write like a damn rabid skunk. Everything was splendid, and I've discovered a newfound obsession for Ron. This is Ron---> 
Inn't he fucking *adoreable?* I feel like a senile old woman with 3,ooo cats, but Ron (played by Rupert Grint) is cuter than 3,ooo cats. You know, I never liked him before the movie. Really. I didn't. Funny how things change?
I'm trying to figure out a Harry/Ron, anyway. I'm tossing around ideas, and the biggest (and easiest one) is Harry walking in on Ron talking aloud to himself...or wanking. Wanking is good, but I did that in my Fred/George "We Don't Do That." So, I might have Harry read Ron's diary. I'm not sure. It seems like with whatever I write it ends up sounding like a damn romance novel.
"Oh, Ron," Harry cooed, drawing the tall and manly redhead to his chest, "how I love you."
"Harry," Ron said, tipping Harry's chin up, "I never knew. And all this time, I've lusted at you from afar..."
Ahem. Sorry. Couldn't help myself.
"Legacy" is at a standstill. I don't know why; I have the bloody plot written out, but the words won't come. Neither will Harry and Draco....*sniggers at her own sexual pun* I know what's going to happen, and I've got to get them in bed, but it just won't go!!! SCREAM. Ahh.
"Temperature Change" is surprisingly well-liked. I know, I know...it's my first Harry/Snape and I wanted it to be all fluffy and disgusting, but it took off on me and became angsty. *glomps Snape and begs him for chocolate so she can get through the damn thing in one recognizeable piece*.
"It Came Upon a Midnight Clear" is nearly over, and the unnamed sequel about to be started. I'm exicted. It won't be as seperate as ICUaMC was; since Draco and Harry only intereact in the last chapter of Clear.
That's all, folks!!
Rube |
