A lot of you seem to be on board with the idea of Manny Eric.
See? We’re not the only ones giggling about it. 🙂
Here’s a hint of what will be found out in the next chapter:
Yeah…that’s what I’m talkin’ about.
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I’m weak…I’ll admit it.
But first things first.
Check out what the awesome and amazing JustWanderingNeverLost made for me to go along with yesterday’s All In Outtake!
Isn’t it awesome and amazing, just like her?
Like I told her, it was a wish fulfilled I never knew I had until I saw it.
Le sigh…
Anywho, if you happened to see the back and forth in the comments section for the AI Snapshot outtake, then you saw how this came to be:
So please, for any disgruntled readers wanting to throw rotten tomatoes at yet another multi-chapter fic from me, please direct your aim Down Under to the lovely MissRon who started this whole damn thing.
Yes. I’m throwing her under the bus.
I’m even singing The Wheels on the Bus song while I do it. 🙂
As an aside, I’ve decided Margot Robbie is my new Sookie. Because she’s awesome and Alex’s chemistry with her is real.
Unlike some other Sookie’s I’ve seen.
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Meet The Captain!
No, not this captain.
Or even this captain.
But as long as we’re here, let us take a moment to really appreciate this captain. Because I mean, really…
And…
Where was I?
Oh yeah.
I meant this captain.
Named after this captain.
Because he’s a sparrow.
Get it?
Yeah, yeah. But see, when I went outside to refill the peanut pile and pour the birdseed onto the patio – because feeding woodland creatures is everyone’s responsibility – it takes a village – I found him sitting next to my patio set, not moving and something was obviously wrong with him.
So I did what any Doctor Doolittle wannabe would do.
I picked him up.
And because my Doctor Doolittle training isn’t what it’s cracked up to be, when I shifted my grip on him to try and see what was wrong with him, he flew away.
Like twenty feet away, but still. He flew.
So I went inside and set up the 10 gallon aquarium with the the screened lid I keep for Fluffy the Bearded Dragon to take her baths in, on my kitchen table and went back outside to retrieve him. His head was partially scalped on the right side to the point where his skull his visible and it was hotter than Satan’s ballsack outside. There were already little gnats flying around his wound, so I figured the least I could do was put him in a safe environment to live out his last few hours on earth in peace.
That was 14 days ago.
I carefully cleaned his wound and dabbed some pain relieving Neosporin on his head when I first put him in there. And then when he was still alive a couple of hours later, I set him up with small dishes of birdseed and water. And then when he attempted to eat the birdseed but couldn’t seem to do much more than shove his beak into the dish, I called hubs and made him swing by the store on the way home to pick up a bag of birdseed with the husks already removed.
We’ve been together long enough that he didn’t even bother to ask why.
So yeah. My attempt at giving little Captain Sparrow a safe place to rest before he went in peace backfired. Now I’ll be taking care of him for who knows how long because he’s blind in his right eye (which is why he looks like his neck is broken in the pic; he can only see out of his left one and he was all, “Bitch, please! No pics!”) AND his skull is still visible.
I would’ve taken him to the nearby-enough wildlife animal refuge, but he’s a House Sparrow, which I’ve since learned isn’t a native species around here, so they’re considered a nuisance animal and not a protected species. They would either refuse him or immediately euthanize him. And while hindsight says that may have been the kinder thing to do 14 days ago…
It’s been 14 days now.
He’s eating. He’s drinking. He flits around the aquarium when it suits him.
He has the will to live, so who am I to say otherwise?
So yeah, that’s The Captain. But that captain got me to thinking about another captain.
Because…
And Wifey had already opened that Pandora’s box a few weeks ago thanks to texting back and forth about Oakland booty’s.
Anywho, I must have been channeling the All In of early on, but instead of taking 16 chapters to get through one day, I give you what amounted to 30 pages and just shy of 12k words to get through a single day in the life of the Northman’s of the All In universe. So prepare accordingly.
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Just remember…
When reading the next chapter of The Debt (still from Sookie’s POV *not sorry*) if you find yourself feeling a little like this:
And maybe wind up thinking something along the lines of this:
That us fanfic writers will readily admit to this:
But nevertheless, I will remind you that I:
Say WHAT?
I know!
Two posts in as many days?
And not only that, but guess what I updated!
So, yeah.
You know the drill. Click on the banner above or click below to go straight to the new chapter.
The Debt – Chapter Forty-Four – Blackout
So. Hot.
From all sides really…
But the weather outside is too. Hot, that is.
So please excuse me for being brief, while I fling this next chapter at you from my sweaty cyber palms and then sweat some more as I rush around to get my ass ready for work.
You want the TRUTH?
But the truth is that I’ve just returned from spending the last week in Groton, Connecticut at the Naval Submarine Base New London where I had to testify at a military court martial hearing. And, I’m not ashamed to say, it took everything I had to not yell out the Jack Nicholson phrase above when I was on the stand.
Every. Thing. I. Had.
Now, you’d think being away from the responsibilities of home and work for five days would give me the time to WRITE! WRITE! WRITE! But, sadly, no. Because in spite of my testimony taking a grand total of 20 minutes over those 5 days, the rest of the time – from eight until five, I was sequestered in a waiting room. I was denied what should be a constitutional right to have my phone, with the 15 year olds the US Navy now apparently enlists into the service, taking everything away from me the moment I entered the floor where all of their law and order resides.
There was a metal detector I had to pass through. A wand was then ghosted over my bare arms, perhaps looking for the Terminator type technology I could have been hiding under my skin, before passing over the rest of me.
But worst of all? The waiting room held nothing more than a few outdated National Geographic magazines and a 19 inch analog TV, with a built-in VCR.
A VCR!
It wasn’t even hooked up to any kind of cable service. There was a DVD player hooked up to it, but the only DVD’s available were Transformers, some horribly artsy movie named Being Flynn, and an even more horrible Adam Sandler movie called The Cobbler.
Dude…
I would’ve called ACLU and thrown down the bullshit flag, claiming cruel and unusual punishment of Guantanamo Bay proportions.
IF I HAD A PHONE.
Needless to say I was mentally exhausted every night after spending all day doing nothing. Ironic, but true.
But I’m back now. So here you go. 🙂
Happy Independence Day!
Having seen the crappy sequel to that movie, I feel it can be applied to all earthlings, regardless of country.
What I can’t believe is that I’ve seen that crappy movie and not this not-crappy one yet.
Because, hello…
But there hasn’t been time. Since we last talked Baby Writ graduated high school. And then there was stuff, like work and more work and grocery shopping because not only am I feeding two grown ass boys, but a frillion squirrels who go through a 5 lb bag of raw peanuts a day and now all of the cashiers and baggers know me as the crazy squirrel lady at the base commissary because my shopping cart is always filled with peanuts.
The view I’m often greeted with when writing on my patio:
‘Sup?
And then I got caught up in binge watching all of Season 6 of Game of Thrones, which I’ve broken down below in the bits that mattered to me the most (WARNING! It’s a bit spoilery.):
And finally…
Woot!
So that was my last few weeks. Now, you’d think with a certain SkarsPorn blockbuster currently in the box office, I would be filling your inbox with my knock-off version of it.
So, of course, I worked on something else. A lot of something elses actually, but this is the one I actually finished.
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Giirrrllll…
And guys, if there are any out there…
So, I was having a shitty day at work yesterday. Urinals were involved.
Don’t ask.
But then in the middle of said shitty day, I got an email from MissRon and it was like…
Bam! Bad Day Be Gone!
‘Cause who can be upset when staring back at these?
Uh huh.
And then there was some sweet to temper the sexy with this.
I swear. It was like a magical bad day eraser.
And if you can magically erase a bad day involving urinals, then that’s a true testament to the power of SkarsPorn. 🙂
The Venefica & The Vampire – Chapter 22 – Three Little Words
Sweet Baby Jesus…
It’s been a year since I last updated this:
A YEAR!
Where in the hell have I been? What have I been doing that A YEAR has gone by in between updates?
Seriously. I have no clue.
So instead I shall offer you SkinnyDipping!Skars as recompense.
Cheers!
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The Venefica & The Vampire – Chapter 21 – Not Quite Kissing Cousins
Kjwrit Fanfiction 