echoing_dream | Entries tagged with my puppy

My writing sucks. There used to be depth and emotion and anguish and darkness and now there’s just pretty on the surface and faded bruises underneath. I want to write death fic and I want to tear my characters apart and not give them happy endings.

Someone posted an old interview with some of the Marines from GK (the real ones), saying how broken they were by the end of everything, how much Iraq had screwed them over. It made me so angry. And now I’m trying to figure it all out in my head. Maybe you have to be a bit broken to be properly calm in the end?

I want to comment about gun play, but I’m not sure I can get all the contradictions settled in my head. I’m toying with the idea of GK gun play, but then my brain reminds me of all the reasons why that wouldn’t work. Which would make it something of a challenge…

Nate drinks Talisker (which comes from ( here )). If I get old, I’m going to have a spaniel puppy and live out there and write a book and be a crazy lady. But only for as long as I can climb mountains. If I can’t climb mountains, I don’t want to be here any more.

I love how little kids have so much imagination. They can just amuse themselves for hours with cardboard boxes because the boxes are really a castle and there’s a dragon hiding under the stairs, but it can’t see you if you’re behind a cushion. They don’t know that there are good dragons though…

My Puppy and I went on a four mile walk yesterday. She was all bouncy and got covered in mud, I met a grand total of five people the entire time (which is pretty much my idea of heaven) and had Nate Fick reading aloud to me and teaching me all about being a Marine. All things considered, it was the best hour of my holiday so far.

I managed to sleep through New Year. And… well, I’m pretty much sleeping through everything at the moment. I’m starting to wonder if I have anaemia or something, because I have not been this tired in a long, long time. And I can’t process anything anyone is saying to me. Is fun.

Dr Who very nearly made me cry. I think I’m gonna have to watch it again now that I know what happens. Without hiding behind the bear.

Gen Kill DVDs are awesome. ASkars and PJ Ransone’s commentary is killing me! I love how they put the actors through boot camp, it really shows in the weapon handling and everything. I think I’m just about over my Real Person squick, so maybe the muses can come back out of hiding. Somehow I have over 6k words of AU and still no porn. This makes me sad. Also, I really want Rudy/Pappy fic.

Coffee!

Oh Walt! It’s OK baby, the car wasn’t stopping and you’re chin strapped. *< /3*

And now, I’m gonna have a bath in the middle of the night and give my headspace a serious talking to, because this is not funny any more.

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