May. 11th, 2017

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Mom had a small pile of stuff she wanted to give me, which she set aside in a safe place so she'd remember to bring all the items up to Ithaca last weekend when she and Dad visited. Of course this meant she forgot to bring them. *wry*

Anyway, yesterday I received a very carefully packed and taped box containing:

1. A current registration card for the Camry (Ardis's old car, which has become our family's pass-around extra car), to replace my expired one from last year.

2. Two small square bars of Erbario Toscana soap, one orange and one yellow, because I like fancy scented soaps for my bathroom handsoap and Mom had no use for them.

3. Various newspaper clippings she thinks I should read.

4. A bottle of vitamin E nail and cuticle oil, which supposedly helps with both brittle/fragile fingernails (not a problem I have) and overly dry cuticles and surrounding skin, such that they tend to spontaneously split and bleed (a problem I definitely DO have). Mom started using that this past winter and now swears by it.

5. Three pages of terrible poetry I wrote in purple pen and then gave to one of my grandmothers, probably when I was twelve or so. (I have no memory of the poems, but I was really into purple ink for a couple years in my early adolescence and I think my handwriting looks about right for that age.) I think Mom and Dad wound up with papers from all three of my grandmothers, so I'll have to ask to figure out who I inflicted this stuff on.

6. A white tablecloth Mom took to NJ after Thanksgiving to wash and forgot to give back until just now.

7. Two pairs of trousers and one t-shirt for me to try on.

8. A box of four Cadbury Creme Eggs, because they are my delicious and terrible downfall. :)

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I kind of want to transcribe and post the poetry, just as a reminder to myself and the world that thirteen-year-old kids tend to get terribly overwrought about EVERYTHING. It's embarrassing in retrospect (and sometimes even at the time), but it's normal and over the years I've come to look back on my younger self with at least as much affection as pained winces. *wry*
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You know what? I'm going to post the terrible poetry after all.

All spelling, capitalization, and punctuation faithfully reproduced (though you are missing half the effect of the purple ink and my weird handwriting). I have inserted line breaks between the poems for clarity, though the original text marks them only by a single blank line.

cut for length and embarrassment )

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Now I kind of want to find twelve- or thirteen-year-old me, give her a hug, promise her she'll make it at least to age thirty-five without humanity blowing up the planet, and gently suggest that if she wants to keep on writing poetry, she might find the constraints of strict poetic forms a useful challenge. *wry*
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I am jammed up on the projects I need to finish -- if you think this is deeply frustrating, you would be correct -- and would like to unstick myself via some short prompt!fic.

So. Mini-ficlet prompt meme time!

Here is my Genprompt Bingo card.

For those who prefer lists to graphics, the open squares are Northern / Southern Lights, Midnight, Extraordinary, Pipes and Beer, Fundamental Particles, Butcher / Baker / Candlestick-maker: Tradesman, Introspection, Light-Hearted, Holiday Cottages, Heart on Sleeve, WILD CARD, Suicide, Another year older: Birthdays, Monsoon, Three Wishes, The Age of Reason, Steadfast, Trust, Second Person Narration, Space AU, Takeout, Apocalypse.

If you would like to claim any of the open squares, please leave a comment with one to three characters, a prompt from the card, and a scenario, and I will write you a ficlet of at least 100 words.

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Obligatory small print:

1. I reserve the right to veto any fandoms I don't know well enough to write, and ask you to please try again.

2. Crossover prompts are fine. On the vanishingly unlikely chance anyone wants to read a snippet from any of my original worlds and stories, that kind of prompt is also fine.

3. In this challenge, WILD CARD means to grab any prompt from the complete Genprompt Bingo prompt list. I reserve the right to veto any such wild card substitutions and ask you to please try again.

4. Requests do not have to be gen! Just be aware that I'm not great at romance, so if you request shipfic, it will come out fairly low-key and may end up as ambiguous gen anyway.

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Also, special offer! If you have scenarios I could used to fill the last two squares on my Cotton Candy Bingo card -- the prompt words in question are 'soft' and 'free' -- I will write you a ficlet of at least 500 words. (I have ficlets I'm trying to write for both of those, but they have been stuck for a while, so I'm game to take suggestions that might end up flowing better.)

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Fill List:

1. Whose Allegiance Is Ruled by Expedience - 1,600 words. How about the tradesman for an OC view on some part of the Naruto story line? Written 5/22/17 for [personal profile] the_rck. [Tumblr crosspost; AO3 crosspost]

2. I Am the One Who Lives with the Ocean - 700 words. Calliope/Roxy, having a cuddlepile on Earth C after all the fireworks have died down. Basically, what we can do now that we don't have to do anything. Written 6/4/17 for [personal profile] mme_hardy. [Tumblr version; AO3 version]

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