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|Friday, February 1st, 2008|
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|Thursday, January 10th, 2008|
Canon Muses #43c
"Enjoy life. There's plenty of time to be dead." -Unknown
Lindsey walked into his apartment, tossing his keys down on the counter. Days after the wine cellar massacre hadn't dulled the pain in his body, and instead of making something to eat, he went straight to the pain reliever that was his best friend - the whiskey bottle.
He didn't bother with the shot glass, just drinking straight from the bottle before putting it down and sorting through the stack of mail on his counter. Bill. Bill. Credit card offer. Bill. Music catalog (W&H gave free BMG Music Club subscriptions, go figure).
Same thing, day in, day out. Wake up, go to work, come home, and sleep. When he was a teenager, he remembered wanting to move to a big city where he could stay up all night and party. Become a big time recording artist, meeting hot women, waking up in their beds, no day like the next. What ever happened to that?( Guitar in the ClosetCollapse )
|Sunday, January 6th, 2008|
|Sunday, December 30th, 2007|
Prompt 42A: What is your favorite holiday memory?
Maybe because it was the last one I had with them, but, I remember Marko's first Christmas so strongly. It was his only Christmas he knew. We were in Vukovar already, away from our families and we didn't have much money, but, we had gotten a small tree for Jasna and Marko so we could wrap their presents and leave them under it for a few days before. Just small things, a doll for Jasna, a stuffed bear for Marko, some fruit and candy. We'd saved for weeks so Danijela could make fish the night before and we could have turkey and other special foods for Christmas dinner. It had snowed that morning so everything was buried under a blanket of white, we took the kids sledding during the day, then after dinner we all went to Christmas Mass. I remember holding Jasna in my lap afterward while Danijela held Marko, they had opened their presents and we were just watching the lights on the tree. I remember thinking how beautiful they looked and in that moment I couldn't imagine that our life could be any more perfect.
I look back at it now and I can't help wondering if it was that way because God knew he would be taking them away from me and that was his gift to me. Even if it isn't true I like to think that might be the reason.
Muse: Luka Kovac
|Thursday, December 27th, 2007|
|A.|| What is your earliest clear memory?
||B.||Happy New Years
||C.||"Enjoy life. There's plenty of time to be dead." -Unknown
|Thursday, December 20th, 2007|
|A.|| What is your favorite holiday memory?
||C.|| Oh look, yet another Christmas TV special! How touching to have the meaning of Christmas brought to us by cola, fast food, and beer.... Who'd have ever guessed that product consumption, popular entertainment, and spirituality would mix so harmoniously? ~Bill Watterson, Calvin & Hobbes
|Tuesday, December 18th, 2007|
Prompt 38A. Who is your best friend?
For the longest time I refused to allow myself to make friends, I didn't dare let anyone get close, because if they did they might ask questions about my past and I couldn't risk that. It was for that reason that I decided to become, what they here call a moonlighter, when I got my Greencard and was licensed to practice medicine in the United States. I saw moonlighting as safe, I worked a day or two, maybe a week at most in any one place and then I moved on, no one noticed me me enough to ask about my life, no one bothered to ask about my past. As difficult as it was being in a country so far from everything I knew, and more importantly so far from everyone I knew. I thought I would spend the rest of my life hiding from my past this way, and then I found my way to County.
It took me some time to open up to those at County, and I won't say that once I did that things always went the way I would have liked. I think maybe that Abby and I rushed into things our fist time together, and when we broke up we did it in a way that was meant to hurt the other. It's funny though, as much as we thought we wanted to be apart, it turned out that what we really needed was time to learn to know each other as friends. Over the years our friendship has grown stronger and I can honestly say that Abby is and always will be my best friend and confidant. Our marriage and the birth of our son seems daily to strengthen what we have and where once I chose to spend my life alone, these days, I can't imagine my life without her.
Muse: Luka Kovac
Prompt 39A. Have you ever hurt someone and secretly felt good about it?
I'll never understand what part of a man allows him to stoop so low as to beat a woman or a child. I can't deny that I have a temper, neither can I deny that there have been times when my inability to control it have made me regret my actions. My having beaten a man so badly to have caused his death is proof of that. It doesn't matter that I felt at the time that Abby's life was in danger, it doesn't matter that I very likely could have been killed myself had the blow he dealt me with the pipe been more exact. What does matter is that I had no right to take his life, and that's what I did, all because I lost control.
I wish I could say I learned from that mugger's death, but, I know had Brian been in front of me in the moments after I saw what he did to Abby, he too would have been dead, regardless of the consequences to me. As it was, even though I went looking for him, enough time had passed that I was able to keep control of my temper for long enough not to kill him. It didn't stop me from beating him, neither did it stop me from threatening to take his life if he ever so much as went near Abby again. I never told Abby that I went after him, I can't say if she ever found out, all I know is she was safe, and that was the point of my doing what I did. To this day I don't regret my actions, and given the chance I wouldn't change them, you don't hurt women, you don't hurt children, and if I can prevent someone from that, I will.
Muse: Luka Kovac
|Sunday, December 16th, 2007|
|Saturday, December 15th, 2007|
|Friday, December 14th, 2007|
Prompt 41A - Treasured Possession
What is your most treasured possession?
I would say money. It's what everyone would expect me to say, but I've always been one to not to the expected. While I do love money and the power that it brings there is one more thing that I treasure more. Reputation. Okay, go right ahead, get the laughter out of the way. A thief that values something.
My reputation with my clients. They know that they will get the object that they commission me to steal. They also know that I can find the hard to find objects, the ones that others have given up on. I'm the go to girl and I like that. A thief is only as good as their reputation and as I told Dean, I'm a great thief.
When my reputation is threatened, I pay back. That's what the little towing of Dean's precious possession was all about. Well that and it was funny. I had a good thing going with the little old ladies on the Eastern Seaboard. It might not have been my
reputation, but it was one of the many personas that I am reputation and that's almost the same thing. So, I got it back and the scam is ready to roll again if I need it.
Money equals power, reputation equals another satisfied customer which gives you more money. In the end, it's a win-win situation.
Muse: Bela Talbot
Word Count: 228
|Thursday, December 13th, 2007|
|A.|| What is your most treasured possession?
||C.|| I have plenty of common sense! I just choose to ignore it. ~ Bill Watterson, in "Calvin and Hobbes"
|Wednesday, December 12th, 2007|
|Friday, December 7th, 2007|
Prompt 40A: My Parent's Saying
One of your parents said something to you that you'll never forget. What was it? Was it positive or negative?
"We only part, to meet again."
These were the words my father left me with with I first decided to leave Croatia. Words that I in turn bestowed on Carter when he made the decision to leave County for Africa and the life he hoped he would find with Kem.
It wasn't that my father was happy about my decision to leave Croatia, but, unlike Niko, he understood that I needed to do it in order to find the life I was sure no longer existed there without Danijela and my children.
I remember so clearly that day at the airport, I think we both had tears in our eyes, though we were both trying very hard not to cry in front of the other. He grasped my hand firmly and he said, "We only part, to meet again." He then kissed me on each cheek before pulling me to him in a tight hug. I think I knew then, without his saying it, that no matter what decisions I made in life, my father would always stand with me, and nothing seemed more important then that in those final moments before we parted ways.
Muse: Luka Kovac
Courtyard - CM# 40B
ooc: using this image
Lindsey stood in the archway, hiding in the shadows as he waited patiently. It was a warm day in Los Angeles, but raining enough to make it necessary for cover.
His eyes watched the door just past the end of the passageway, waiting for the person inside to come out - or at least open the door to let him in. The passage was windy, after all.
There was a bit of humor about the situation, in his mind. Long ago, before he moved to LA, Lindsey used to wait outside in the shadows waiting for girls to sneak away from their daddies for a fun night out with him. Not that it was a bad thing, as his mamma had always taught him to treat ladies with respect. No, it was because he was a McDonald, and in Oklahoma... that wasn't a good name to carry.
The girls couldn't let their daddies know he was dating them, because they would chase him away with their shotguns. How dare their little girl get involved with a roughneck from the wrong side of the tracks. Oh yes, it was always fun knowing that these girls choose him over their daddies. It made the risk of being caught all the more enticing.
And here he was, back in LA, and doing the same thing. And as Eve stepped out from her apartment and saw him, his grin grew. Oh yes, if only her "daddies" knew about this little relationship that she was hiding from them. They would come after him with something a lot worse than a shotgun, that was for sure.
Muse: Lindsey McDonald
Angel the Series
words - 270
|Thursday, December 6th, 2007|
|A.||One of your parents said something to you that you'll never forget. What was it? Was it positive or negative?
||C.||Fishing is a pleasure of retirement, yet the angler has the power to let the fish live or die. Chessplaying is an enjoyable pastime, yet the players are motivated by the idea of war. ~ Hung Tzu-ch'eng - Chinese Official - Ming Dynasty
|Saturday, December 1st, 2007|
|Thursday, November 29th, 2007|
|A.||Have you ever hurt someone and secretly felt good about it?
||C.|| "Research is what I'm doing when I don't know what I'm doing." - Wernher Von Braun
|Saturday, November 24th, 2007|
Canon Muses - 37 C.
"In the end, everything is a gag." - Charlie Chaplin
I was killed.
Trying to do the right thing. Trying to be the good
guy for once. Fighting that good fight and all that bull shit.
And what does it get me?
I'll tell you what it gets me. Two bullet wounds, right in the chest. Down on the ground, bleeding out until I close my eyes to darkness, only to wake back up on my back in Hell.
And you want to know what the kicker is?
I was killed by a gay karaoke demon.
How fucked up it that? Someone got a good chuckle at my death, but I sure ain't laughing.
Muse: Lindsey McDonald
Fandom: Angel the Series
Word Count: (not WC program here. will update later)
|Thursday, November 22nd, 2007|