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Chapter 18: Pushing Over the Edge

I had been listening to them from the back door. Duval's room wasn't close to it, but I had better hearing than either of them so I could listen in on them all I wanted and they'd never be the wiser.

            I put on a sad face and walked to Duval's room, knocking on the doorframe. "Everything alright?"

            "She's gone."

            "You tell her about your past?"

            "No. We broke up." His voice was bland, filled with hurt.

            "I still hold to what I said."

            "I don't have a girlfriend for you to go after."

            "I didn't say girlfriend. I specified Angeline."

            "She might never even come around again. Ever."

            "Doesn't matter. I gave you the ultimatum. You have a few days left before she's mine."

            He jumped up and slammed into me. I let him. "You're nothing but a fucking asshole who's trying to ruin my life. All I ever did was try to make sure you had a good life and could do what you wanted. The only thing I ever wanted for myself was love. Angeline. And you had to go and ruin everything because you think she needs to know everything. Yes, she does. She has a right to know about what she'd be getting into by being with me because she might get in danger now and then, but the only real danger is you opening your big mouth. Get your shit. Get out of my house. If you come here again without being invited by me you will not survive."

            "You forget who won all those fights when we were kids? I'm stronger than you."

            The next thing I know his fist was buried in the wall beside my head. "You've stopped training. I haven't. I always make the time to train. And I get a little training at work. You've always let your anger get the best of you right away. You blow quickly. I bottle it up. I've always bottled it up. So you go ahead and think that you're stronger than me and that you'll be the one to come out on top, but when I finally snap you're going to learn the hard way that you're not the stronger of the two of us."

            I walked away from him when he went back to his bed. "I'll leave, but your deadline is the night before the full moon. Tomorrow. If you haven't told her before tomorrow ends then she's mine."

            I grabbed my things and left, shifting in the woods and heading back to the gang house. Flint was there and I shifted back as soon as I got in the door. "Flint! Get your gear. We're catching up on those sparring matches. All of them."

            "Now?"

            "Now. I need to get some good training in tonight because tomorrow I'm going hunting early. Alone."

            We did nothing but spar. Flint got tired eventually, but I still had energy to spare and when Lucian walked in I told him to get into the ring. Sam looked at Lucian and Lucian nodded at him. Sam went and sat in the stands, opening the computer he carried everywhere with him. I don't know what he ever did on the thing and I don't care. I wanted to keep sparring. Until I could barely stand. Lucian gave a good few rounds and he asked why I was pushing so hard. I told him I was going to do a personal hunt because of something to do with family. He said he was going to hit the showers and then do some cleaning with Sam.

            Flint came back up and went back to sparring and we didn't stop until he collapsed. He was having trouble catching his breath and I wanted a little sleep before going to hunt down Angeline anyway. I slept in the gang house, something I was used to.

            When I got to Angeline's place the next night I couldn't believe it. Duval was sitting there waiting for me.
I've had a lot of stuff on my mind as of late and while it's not all bad, not all of it is good, and it's causing me some stress. Trying to work on the poem series for this year and I found I could double it so I'm really hoping that works well. Trying to figure out how to organize some things and I think I just figured something out. Kind of.

Some of you may or may not have noticed I posted some new poems Monday (Tuesday?) because I was having issues with posts going through (as have others) and yes, I did post the next chapter of BBY (Betrayed By You).

Reason for mentioning all this is I'm happy at the moment. I'm trying to work on planning out three pieces for NaNo stuff. Why am I trying to get things planned out? I was talking with some other people from my region in NaNoWriMo and it came up about writing groups. I'm really interested to see where this can go and I hope it takes off. It would be a weekend thing and we might make it into a facebook thing which would be awesome. I'm just... I'm excited about it.

I'm also trying to plan out the poem series which would end up being about 40-some pieces total the way I'm looking at it now. I also have inspiration for some of it which makes life easier.

I started editing MMR (Meeting Mr. Right) yesterday (Tuesday) and made an editing schedule which takes me through Feb. 12th. I have some things coming up here in like March so there's obviously life stuff happening and I'm trying to figure out how to plan things for a wedding. I know I have people who are willing to help me, but I want most of the planning to be between Catfish and myself. It's a little nerve-wracking for me, I'll admit. I'm falling behind in something and that bothers me, but that's another story and just me being anal about things that are within my control.

Editing for today was done earlier this morning/afternoon, so I'm going to get and get some reading done before American Horror Story: Freak Show comes on. Good book, Assassin's Creed: Unity. No, I haven't played the games. I found the book by fluke and Catfish likes the games, so I thought reading it would give me a perspective into it. I don't enjoy history usually, but I'm really enjoying this book. It's written in journal style (not nearly enough of the guy, though I mean like 10 pages for her and 2 pages for him?! Come ON!) and I really like it. Not a full hundred pages in yet, so we'll see. I might have to look at some of the other books... Just keep adding to the ever-growing reading list. Peace everyone.

~Heather/Razor
  • Mood: Yearning
  • Listening to: T.V. in background.
  • Reading: Assassin's Creed: Unity By Oliver Bowden.
  • Watching: Computer, phone, iPod.
  • Playing: Nothing.
  • Eating: Nothing.
  • Drinking: Need to get water...

I was tagged by the lovely :iconvioletrogue: So, here we go.

1. What does your Deviantart name mean and why?
For a number of years Razor has been my nickname. Ariel and Erica came up with it. It just stuck. My lucky number is 13.

2. What fandom were you obsessed with when you joined and what are you into now?
I wasn't obsessed with anything when I joined. Except writing... Now I'm a mix of several things. Black Butler, Doctor Who, Ink Master, Tattoo Nightmares...

3. How many watchers do you have now?
136. Not bad.

4. Name 3 of your favorite artists on dA.
    1. :iconwdlady:
    2. :iconyote:
    3. :icono-kemono:

5. Or lack thereof, move along…
:shrug:

6. Do you participate in clubs' contests here on dA?
Not usually...

7. What is your most popular submission?
Most comments: DSC01113 by Razor13
Most faves/Most views: 

First Time-EroticFirst Time
His fingers dance upon my skin
As he begs to be let in,
His lips, so warm, tease my ear
As his breath dances
The fear disappears.
Bodies close as close can be
Not a thing between him and me.
His kiss so soft,
Tongue hot as fire,
Coaxing my own to dance.
With him inside,
We lose track of time,
Our hearts beat
Through the pain
To brand new, sweet pleasure.
The first time of many,
At this point, is done.
I could lie here,
Forever,
In his arms, hot as the sun.


8. What are your favorite non-anime TV shows?
Doctor Who, Ink Master, Tattoo Nightmares, Grey's Anatomy...

9. What are the things you wish you could draw better?
Anything.

10. Summer or winter?
Winter because you can keep adding layers. I'm a Fall girl though...

11. Rain or Sun?
Rain.

12. What's your favorite type of music?
Alternative. Pretty much anything though. Pop and Rock...

13. PC or Mac?
PC

14. Anime or Manga?
Yes.

15. Coke or Pepsi?
Yes.

16. Read or TV?
Both at once. Yes, I'm one of those people.

17. How many hours a day do you spend on dA?
Varies on the day.

18. Name a talent.
Cooking/baking.

19. Flash or traditional cartoons?
Anything.

20. What is your favorite fast food restaurant?
Taco Bell. >.> Catfish would call me crazy.

21. What are your top 3 favorite books (no mangas)?
1. Anita Blake series
2. Love at Stake series
3. Merry Gentry series.

22. Wii or PlayStation?
Xbox.

23. Name 3 of your favorite bands/singers.
Falling In Reverse
Ryan Star
10 Years

25. Do you like Denny's?
Haven't been.

26. What is your favorite smiley(SSSSSSSS)?
^.^

27. What is your favorite type of pie?
... Creamy pumpkin or pecan

28. Have you ever stayed up for 24 hours?
Yes. Been a while though...

29. Do you go on dA a lot?
I try to log on every day.

30. Are you a member on any other sites besides DA?
Twitter, tumblr, facebook, wordpress, fictionpress... Probably some I'm forgetting...

31. Do you cosplay?
Haven't yet.

32. Fruits or sweets?
Yes.

33. Buttered, plain, or salted popcorn?
Yes. Don't forget flavors.

34. Have you skipped school?
Some college classes...

35. Have you been on a plane?
No.

36. Have you swam in an ocean?
Nope

37. Have you been ice skating?
No, but I'd love to.

38. Favorite sport?
Anything.

39. Ever been on TV?
No.

40. Favorite salad and dressing?
Regular salad with cheese, croutons, some meat, and ranch dressing.

41. What do you do to relax?
Music, talk, write...

42. What is the last film you saw in the theater?
Into the Woods.

43. Favorite Sandwich?
Pepperoni and pepperjack cheese.

44. If you could go anywhere in the world…
Everywhere to visit people so long as I can have my Catfish with me.

45. Favorite time of the day?
Evening.

46. What did you want to be when you were little?
Vet. Then writer.

47. What do you want to be now?
Writer/librarian.

48. If you could eat with one person, who would it be?
Catfish. If I could eat with anyone famous it'd be Ronnie Radke or Ryan Star. Or Dave Navarro.

49. What character would you hate to be stuck in a room with?
Jigglypuff.

50. When is your birthday?
Oct. 23

51. Favorite type of ice cream?
Depends on my mood. I like most any...

52. Last book you read?
Martian by Andy Weir, 20th century Ghosts by Joe Hill currently.

53. Which store would you max out a credit card at?
Barnes and Noble or any stationery store.

54. Do you buy / sell / both on eBay?
No.

55. What is the most annoying thing people ask you?
"When are you getting married". I'm engaged and now I get this a lot. That and "have you set a date yet".

56. Favorite all time movie?
... Labyrinth?

57. What was your favorite show when you were a kid?
CMT Top 20 Countdown.

58. What are you listening to right now?
Bones in the background.

59. What is the last thing you ate?
Chips.

60. If you were a crayon what color would you be?
Green.

61. What is the first thing you notice about another person?
Eyes and confidence.

62. Favorite sport to play?
I love bowling or swimming. I'm not a strong swimmer though.

63. Favorite Day of the Year?
Friday the 13th and Halloween.

64. Hugs or Kisses?
Hugs. Kisses from him though...

65. Vanilla or Chocolate?
Depends on what.

66. Favorite Board Game?
Uh... Lots of them.

67. Favorite smells?
Him, leather, raspberries, rain.

68. What inspires you?
Lots of things.

69. Do you have any piercings?
Nope.

70. How many siblings do you have?
None.

71. Bacon Bits or Croutons?
Why choose?

72. Favorite Day of the Week?
Saturday/Sunday. Either I see him or I'm getting a lot done.

73. Favorite phrase?
"Merrr"

74. Favorite Restaurant?
Zin's (Chinese place out by Catfish)

75. Favorite animal?
Canines. Wolves.

76. Favorite thing to do outside?
Walk around or sit in the sunshine or sit on the porch while it rains.

77. Favorite thing to do when it's raining?
Sit on the porch reading or go for a walk.

78. Favorite Disney character?
I'm not sure... Is Balto disney?

79. Do you like coffee? If so, what is your favorite brand?
Not huge on it. Gevalia was the one I normally drink when I do drink it. I prefer water or tea usually...

  • Mood: Yearning
  • Listening to: Nothing.
  • Reading: 20th Century Ghosts by Joe Hill
  • Watching: Computer, phone, iPod.
  • Playing: Back to typing poetry!
  • Eating: Nothing.
  • Drinking: Nothing.

Chapter 16: Flashbacks All the Time

            Fighting with Devlin always made me want to slam all the doors I could, but as I grew older I learned to calmly go to my own room and just sit on my bed or take a nap. Of course, I always locked my bedroom door and I made sure he couldn't get in the window. After we'd fight as kids he always loved sneaking in when I thought he couldn't and it wasn't until I stayed up sitting on my bed reading or trying to decide what to listen to that I found out how he was always getting in when I'd lock the door.

            After locking my door and window I shut the curtains and laid on my bed, trying to relax. All I could think about was what I'd tell Angeline. How would I break it to her about what Devlin is? And if I should break it to both of them at the same time about what I am. I still did paperwork for the gang Devlin was a part of, yes, and I had friends in the gang, like Sam and Luke, but Demeter was the only one of all of them who really knew what I was. I guess all those years around Devlin after he shifted paid off because no one really ever knew by scent alone that I was a werewolf. I knew once Devlin found out he'd freak out and run off for good or he'd just flat out try to kill me. Our dad explained this to me after I found him guarding my mom and accidentally got bitten. By my own mother.

            "You can't let your brother know what happened to you. Just tell him you got bit by some random stray dog. He goes around killing them anyway. I swear if I didn't go out with him during those hunts he'd do nothing but kill."

            "Would... Would he?"

            "Yes, Duval, your own brother would kill you if he found out about what you are."

            "He wouldn't hesitate for a minute to kill you. Which is why your mother is going to train you better in how to track and hunt and how to build a good restraining device. She's also going to teach you how to hide what you are, though the best bet is if you can hide your scent in with Devlin's no one is going to notice. Since you're twins you already smell similar and that's going to work to your advantage."

            Fast forward to after our parents died and when Devlin joined the gang.

            "Next!" He called out. Demeter was a large guy, intimidating to anyone who wasn't used to being around tough people, but my parents had thought me how to fight and how to defend myself. My parents had Devlin and I grow up fighting each other to help keep Devlin out of trouble and to help me get stronger. I still looked stringy, but I had swimmer's muscle. There wasn't really any tone on the outside, but I was stronger than I looked.

            He looked at me and Devlin stood up. "He's not a shifter."

            Demeter glared at him. "You're going to stand down. He's here to try out and if I beat him to a pulp so what. He's not a shifter."

            Devlin nodded and stepped back, watching me as I walked up to Demeter. "I have one request. Since my brother is in the gang already I'd prefer not to have him, or anyone else, watching us fight. I don't want interruptions." I didn't have anything to prove to anyone, but I didn't want Devlin finding out if I transformed during the fight.

            Demeter nodded and cleared the room of everyone else before locking us in the room. "Rules are simple. Normally whoever gets to a three hit first is the winner, but in your case I'll change it. Normally I shift and say the other person can shift as well, but you can't shift."

            His tone was so damn condescending that I lost my temper. The full moon wasn't until the next night according to the calendar, but it was strong enough near me that it didn't matter. I was a werewolf who was born to a shifter and a werewolf. I knew how to defend myself. I knew how to fight. The question would be if I could hold back enough to not kill Demeter or if I could get enough energy out to change back after the fight.

            "Hello? Moron? Are you sure you understand what you're getting yourself into? This isn't a normal gang. We're shifters! Like your brother."

            "I know damn well what type of gang this is you asshole now shut up and let me strip down to my fighting clothes."

            "Just like your brother. Does ANYONE in your family wear clothes?"

            "Yeah, I do, but when I'm about to fight I prefer freedom of movement and this is the easiest way to get it. Don't treat me like I'm human. And whatever happens in here, my brother never finds out. Understood?"

            "Fine, if you can hit me at least one time I'll keep my mouth shut about whatever happens in here. Not that your brother even cares."

            "Not yet he doesn't."

            Demeter was silent for a moment as he paused to put things down and get into the marked area for fighting.

            I grinned as he charged me. Mid-charge he shifted and I slid underneath him, punching up and into one of his hind flanks as he moved over me. I spun around and stood, staring him down. I felt my eyes changing and I let the change sweep over me as he stood there, amazed that I had managed to hit him at all.

            By the time I had transformed into my werewolf self he was speechless and had his tail between his legs, but he didn't want to back down. It wasn't in him. He was the leader of the gang and he could not risk showing weakness of any sort, even if he and I were the only ones in the room.

            I waved a paw at him, coaxing him to come closer as I moved towards him. He growled, hair on the back of his neck rising quickly and I opened my mouth to laugh at him before I rushed him, stopping just inches from his face. He looked up at me, wide-eyed and I smelled his fear.

            Fear was bad for him, but it worked to my advantage. I grinned, swiping at him while he was frozen there in front of me and I slammed him into a wall. He was larger than a normal shifter and shifters were already slightly larger than their normal animal counterparts, but I was a werewolf and werewolves had the bigger size, even if the shifters never wanted to admit it.

            We went round and round with him trying to attack me and failing each time. He refused to believe I'd made contact until the fifth time I sent him flying into the padded wall. I changed back to my human self and looked him dead in the eye as I walked over to him. "Listen and listen once. If you come at me again I'm not going to throw you into the padded wall or into the floor. I'm going to throw you into the concrete wall. And that wall will not give way like the padding on the other walls and the floor. The concrete wall will stop you quickly unless you go through it and break not only part of the wall, but probably several of your bones as well. Are you ready to give up and admit that I beat you?"

            He stood and walked back to the fighting area before changing back to his human self. "Alright, you win, but what do we do about the others? They're all expecting me to win and for you to come out probably bloodied to a pulp. If we don't come up with something to explain how long we've been in here we're going to have a lot of questions that neither of us want to answer, kid."

            "I have a solution for that. If you're willing to listen." I said. He nodded and I went on, talking about how he can say that I managed to avoid one of his attacks without getting harmed by using one of the free-floating spare wall pads that was cluttering the floor outside of the fighting area and that I hid behind that while begging for everything to fight and he took mercy on me because I was Devlin's brother. We agreed that this would be the best option, but not to tell Devlin. Since everyone in the gang had to have a "job" we walked about what I was good with. No one else in the gang had wanted to tackle the financial mess that the building alone was, not to mention everything else involved with forming an account that everyone would get paid from and such. I told Demeter it would be easy enough for me to set something like that up because I'd done something similar before.

            All these years we'd kept that fight secret and Devlin was wanting to blow his secrets out into the open. He had never been happy that I'd made it into the gang to begin with and he hated it even more that eventually I stopped being an "active" member of the gang even though I still did the job that I was doing when I got into the gang. My brother was fickle that way. He always had been.

            If I told Angeline about what I was then I'd have to tell her everything. How I became what I was. Why I wanted to be in the gang, which was only because I wanted to keep an eye on my brother. And how Demeter and I came to agree on many things and that the only reason he kept Devlin as a "second in command" was because he refused to have me as a second only because I was a werewolf. Whenever Demeter and I were in the same room I didn't back down like all his little minions did, including my brother. I stood as straight and tall as I always did, making sure it was known that I didn't care what his rank was. When we were alone, Demeter always made it a point to make sure I 'knew my place' and how worthless werewolves were.

            He was too prejudiced to see that we had far more similarities than differences and the differences were details in the similarities. I laid there on my bed until I heard the back door slam. I kept the house quiet until Angeline got home. I never could have seen what was coming, but I should have known something was going to go wrong.

Chapter 15: And Blackmail

            It didn't take long to get in her head. Not long at all. Demeter would have been proud if he'd actually come back. Apparently the woman went farther than he'd anticipated and during the one phone call I had with him he seemed distracted and like he was still after her. That didn't seem good. Demeter moved fast, not as fast as I did, but he was still swift and he was more agile than I was.

            I always waited until Duval had left for work before talking to Angeline. I had to get used to saying her name. Saying someone's name makes a deeper connection and the deeper the connection you have with someone the easier it is to take their thoughts and fears and twist them until the person doesn't want to move or think. Sometimes it's easy, but other times it's hard to connect with someone on that type of level.

            Duval and I don't look exactly alike, but somehow just seeing me if she's drowsy she thinks I'm my brother. Stupid girl. Can't tell us apart. I'm a lighter blonde, more muscle tone, more tan, and I don't wear glasses anymore. Duval still wears glasses for some reason. The only thing harder about Duval than me is that my face still has some of the fat to it while his is all sharp lines. Guess I couldn't have all the luck to be terrifyingly sharp at every edge.

            When Angeline left for work I stripped off what remained of my clothes, keeping my boxers nearby in case the woman came back from work early. I stretched out on the couch with one leg propped over the back and one stretched straight with the rest of me. I heard a car pull up the driveway within the hour and grumbled, debating if I wanted to put my boxers on and face my brother or if I wanted to grab my clothes and head to my room to remain naked. If I go to my room I can be naked. If I stay out here and talk to Duval I can't remain naked, but I CAN torment him to further get to her which will help me.

            I grabbed my boxers and jumped up, slipping them on and sitting back down before Duval entered the house.

            "I'm home." He called out.

            "I'm right here." I said, waving a hand in the air.

            "And I am deeply hoping you at least have your boxers on and that Angeline isn't here."

            "She left for work a little bit ago and yes, I waited for her to get out of the house and down the road a ways before stripping. You know the closer the moon gets the more I want to run around naked anyway."

            "You've always wanted to run around naked. All the time!"

            "And you know it feels better when you run around without your shirt on."

            "Until you're cooking bacon and the grease hits your chest several times."

            "The full moon is two days out. Am I going to be able to shift here or do I have to stay far away? Are you ever going to tell her what you've done in the past? She and I have been trying to have conversations and without knowing what you've told her I can't really say anything because I don't know what I'm allowed to say and what I'm not allowed to say. If you don't want her knowing I'm a shifter or if you don't want her knowing you were part of a gang for a few years."

            "No, she doesn't know about any of that. I'm trying to decide how to break things to her, if I break them to her at all."

            "Already hiding secrets and not even together for a week. When are you finally going to man up and tell her about your past? She knows I'm bad and she knows there's something 'wrong' with me as most people say. You always were the golden boy. Pale little Duval, the golden child of the Carnell family."

            "I was only the golden child because I worked at more than being something genetics could have made me. When you started shifting you were nothing more than that. You were just a shifter. When mom and dad died you joined the gang and then I kept an eye on you."

            "No one ever said you had to."

            "No, but I know mom worried about you. Dad didn't because he knew that you'd eventually get yourself killed by some hunter or something because that's what happened to people in his family. And mom's."

            "Don't you dare talk about her to me."

            "Why?"

            "You know damn well why."

            "I'll tell Angeline about what you are when I'm ready. I'll tell her about what I did, for you, for everyone there, when I'm ready."

            "Then you better start kissing ass because if you don't tell her before I decide time's up you're not going to be the one TO tell her!"

            "You wouldn't. Demeter wouldn't let you."

            "Demeter isn't around right now, Duval. And he left me in charge."

            "And I'm the one who still controls all the paperwork and the money for that building you all use. I'm the one who makes sure all those bills are paid before they pile up and collection notices form, I'm the one who makes sure everything is in order. All Demeter does is sign papers."

            "Because that's all he should have to do since you're his little paper bitch."

            Duval sighed. "If mom saw us fighting like this..."

            "That woman was nothing but a dirty were creature whore!"

            Duval looked up at me and I swear he was debating hitting me. "You take that back."

            "No. She was a were creature. Were creatures are nothing but sluts and whores and they're disgusting!"

            "Dad never thought any of those things about mom."

            "Dad was one of the ONLY shifters who could tolerate were creatures and that's what made him so weak. Before they left neither of them could beat me in a fight."

            "They were older and they didn't have to train. I still don't understand why you think training is so important."

            "Because that's what makes me strong. It's something I control. All our lives YOU have controlled everything! What games the family played, what movies we saw, what dinner was, what vacation to go on, and even after our parents died you STILL controlled everything. You control everything now! You keep an eye on me, you control the money not just for my bank account but for the gang too!"

            "I control all of that because you wouldn't remember to check things and you'd run yourself into the ground. You'd run everyone in that gang into the ground!"

            "If you don't tell Angeline about your past before next month's full moon I will tell her. And you won't like how I tell her. You won't like how I do anything about it." I threatened, my teeth bared.

            "If you touch her, Devlin, I swear on Demeter's life that you won't come out of it alive. If you do anything to jeopardize my life or hers in any way I'll make sure you don't survive it."

            "You don't have the balls to."

            "Try me." He snarled.
I've had a lot of stuff on my mind as of late and while it's not all bad, not all of it is good, and it's causing me some stress. Trying to work on the poem series for this year and I found I could double it so I'm really hoping that works well. Trying to figure out how to organize some things and I think I just figured something out. Kind of.

Some of you may or may not have noticed I posted some new poems Monday (Tuesday?) because I was having issues with posts going through (as have others) and yes, I did post the next chapter of BBY (Betrayed By You).

Reason for mentioning all this is I'm happy at the moment. I'm trying to work on planning out three pieces for NaNo stuff. Why am I trying to get things planned out? I was talking with some other people from my region in NaNoWriMo and it came up about writing groups. I'm really interested to see where this can go and I hope it takes off. It would be a weekend thing and we might make it into a facebook thing which would be awesome. I'm just... I'm excited about it.

I'm also trying to plan out the poem series which would end up being about 40-some pieces total the way I'm looking at it now. I also have inspiration for some of it which makes life easier.

I started editing MMR (Meeting Mr. Right) yesterday (Tuesday) and made an editing schedule which takes me through Feb. 12th. I have some things coming up here in like March so there's obviously life stuff happening and I'm trying to figure out how to plan things for a wedding. I know I have people who are willing to help me, but I want most of the planning to be between Catfish and myself. It's a little nerve-wracking for me, I'll admit. I'm falling behind in something and that bothers me, but that's another story and just me being anal about things that are within my control.

Editing for today was done earlier this morning/afternoon, so I'm going to get and get some reading done before American Horror Story: Freak Show comes on. Good book, Assassin's Creed: Unity. No, I haven't played the games. I found the book by fluke and Catfish likes the games, so I thought reading it would give me a perspective into it. I don't enjoy history usually, but I'm really enjoying this book. It's written in journal style (not nearly enough of the guy, though I mean like 10 pages for her and 2 pages for him?! Come ON!) and I really like it. Not a full hundred pages in yet, so we'll see. I might have to look at some of the other books... Just keep adding to the ever-growing reading list. Peace everyone.

~Heather/Razor
  • Mood: Yearning
  • Listening to: T.V. in background.
  • Reading: Assassin's Creed: Unity By Oliver Bowden.
  • Watching: Computer, phone, iPod.
  • Playing: Nothing.
  • Eating: Nothing.
  • Drinking: Need to get water...

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Razor13
Heather
Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
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I write, I take pictures, I offer help when I can. What more is there to say about myself? I've got some great people in my life like :iconphi9bo:, :iconvioletrogue:, :iconlupus2032:, :iconredoctoberrising:, :iconixris:, :iconvulpes-vulpes-fox:, :iconltgdomo:, :iconfreedom-dreamer:, :iconnightquake:, :iconev1l-monsterboy:, :icontheultimatet:, :iconsecretbetweenthewar:, :iconblackwolfsilverpaw:, :iconspiritboundwolf: and many many more.

YIM/e-mail: packwolf13
NaNoWriMo: Razor13 (nanowrimo.org/en/participants/…) (same username for Camp NaNoWriMo)
Blog: hrshavor.wordpress.com/
IMVU: PoetRazor13
Tumblr: poetrazor13.tumblr.com
Current Residence: Same place for 23 years...
Favourite genre of music: Mostly Alternative Rock, but it depends on my mood.
Favourite photographer: Too many amazing people, but I don't look at this much.
Favourite style of art: Have you seen my favorites? I'm open-minded to styles.
Operating System: Win 7 and Win XP
MP3 player of choice: iPod Classic
Wallpaper of choice: I almost always have something up so I don't see this much.
Skin of choice: Mine. Words. Music.
Favourite cartoon character: Jack by Timmit and Cast of Salem Uncommons! Too many more to list.
Personal Quote: "Sometimes the greatest gift is the sound of the one you love walking in the door." - Me
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Richard-Cederfjard Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2015  Hobbyist Photographer
Thank you so much for the :+devwatch:  :)
It means alot, take care :hug:
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Razgriz-3 Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2014
I hate to repeat myself, but thank you for the favourite. I hope that piece wasn't to over-the-top.
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Razor13 Featured By Owner Dec 25, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Sometimes over-the-top is a good thing.
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Razgriz-3 Featured By Owner Dec 25, 2014
Some would say yes, some would say no. I hope ya saw what I was going for
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Orchidea-Blu Featured By Owner Dec 9, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the fav :)!!
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Razor13 Featured By Owner Dec 9, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Welcome.
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NativeWolf318 Featured By Owner Dec 5, 2014  Student Artist
thanks for the fave :3 means a lot to me
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Razor13 Featured By Owner Dec 7, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
You're welcome. ^.^
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NativeWolf318 Featured By Owner Dec 7, 2014  Student Artist
We don't talk :3 wanna chat sometime ?
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Razor13 Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Definitely. I think I still need to give you my new cell number. My how time flies.
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