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Friday, June 25, 2010

Prompt Friday: "Scent Swatch"

A situation that happened on my 'lette inspired this little ficlet... (no spoilers in the prompt)
Scent Swatch

She was vigorously rubbing a magazine against her wrist when he first noticed her. The rustling of paper was what really got his attention, despite the fact that she was wearing a tropical blue dress that sported a pattern made up entirely of overly large orange-pink hibiscus flowers. He hoped she was wearing it in an ironic fashion. He poked at the silent earbud that was falling out of his left ear and made his way over to her, ensuring that the other end of the wire -- the end that should have been plugged into a music source -- didn't fall out of his pocket.

The subway car was sweltering and crowded, but Max managed to subtly elbow his way through sweating strap-hangers to get within conversational distance of his mystery girl. The subway rattled to a stop, and a pregnant woman vacated the seat next to his hipster girl (now that he was close enough, he could see that she definitely was wearing the horrid floral pattern ironically, if the florescent pink nail polish and trendy sandals were any indication). After another quick glance, he noticed the name on the gold nameplate she was wearing.

"Mug another little old lady again this morning, Natalie?"

The girl startled for a moment, staring at Max with confusion before smiling slightly.

"She deserved it," she said, rolling with it.

Max smiled back. "Good scent you've got there?"

He nodded down at the magazine she was still holding and she smiled back up at him as the doors of the subway closed with a muffled warning.

nt - 6/25/10

Notes: A little old lady on my 'lette was rubbing an Avon book up and down her arm for about 20 minutes the other day. I was concerned she was going to get a papercut.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Question Wednesday

Q: If you were a superhero, what would your one weakness be?

A: Heat. I am totally useless when it's over 70 degrees out, and everyone notices. Usually, I walk preternaturally fast (and often make the accompanying whoosh noise to amuse those I'm zooming past), but, for example, today it's over 90 degrees out and all I want to do is lay on the floor and melt. Plus, it's humid, so it's the double whammy, and I'm moving in slo-mo.

I'd be the only superhero who is incapable of doing good anywhere close to the equator.... I'd never make any of the usual X-Men teams. I'd have to request special ops to Alaska and the North Pole. Very few baddies truly thrive in cold weather.

Anyway, my Kryponite would be heat. Definitely a better weakness than the color yellow...


Monday, June 21, 2010

Status Report Monday (what a wee little Adipose!)

...Sometimes, you work your butt off to lose five pounds; and sometimes, you wear your (sexy) cop outfit in 90 degree weather and the weight just WALKS AWAY.


True story.

Anyway, now that it's officially summer, I feel as if I'm officially allowed to complain that it's hot. I'm one of those people who refuses to wear a jacket in the winter because I'm just that hot, so this over 70 degrees crap is killing me. It's also difficult to concentrate on getting any writing done when you're sweating so much. Not that I'm using that as an excuse. I've made some pretty good progress on the new version of Anomaly. It's not anywhere close to done yet, but a first draft is well underway.

I think this version is already better. I like where it's going, what's at stake and I like that I now have a pretty kick-ass female lead. That, and I think the twist I've come up with is pretty nifty. M. Night Shyamalan, eat your heart out.

Harem has really fallen by the wayside, but I think some time away from it will actually make it better, in the long run. Or, at least, one can hope. I really need to get my ass in gear. I've been letting myself get distracted by a lot of different things lately, and, while the strange situations I have found myself in of late are great fodder for fiction, they're impeding the projects I already have in the works.

In other news, I have applied for EMT school, so I'm waiting to hear back on that. I'm really excited, despite my previous waffling (mmm, waffles). I'm doing the course with a friend/co-worker, and we'll totally tear the place up, so I'm looking forward to it. And who knows... if I like it well enough, maybe I'll go all the way and become a paramedic. When I was a kid, I wanted to be a doctor, and I feel as if being a paramedic is the more fun version of that. Street medicine with loads of different variables vs. working in the same hospital every day? I'll take the unpredictable, thanks.

Alright, kids, I should go get back to work *snaps whip*


xo - nic

*Image from bbc.co.uk