Lukoni's Lair of Lethargy

Yo. As has been the case for many others, it appears, I haven't really been up for writing lately. Mostly I'm attributing it to stress, though I've also felt more emotionally stable lately, which apparently translates into 'emotionally dead with no interesting thought in my head.' But last night as I was flipping through my anime pictures folder, I came across one that I'd always meant to write a story for, and for some unknown reason I went ahead and did just that. (I must have been possessed by demons.) It's not an emotionally deep or moving story, but it was fun just to get some words down on "paper" again.

So if anyone's still interested in Trowa, here's a quickie...

Title: Brace for Impact
Author: Lukoni
Characters: Trowa, Heero, mention of Trowa/OMC
Word Count: ca 900
Summary: Trowa finishes up a job and prepares to withstand the fallout.
Rating: PG
Warnings: References to gritty spy life, humor, as many metaphors for ‘junk’ as I could think of, minimal plot.
Notes: Set post-EW. Inspired by an old piccie by Kashie Chan . I’ve always wanted to write a story to go with this! No idea why I did it now, but I’m not complaining.

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So I just went out to the bar for the usual weekly gathering and as soon as I got there I pretty much wanted to leave again. I just haven't been enjoying other people's company lately. Ok, so I've always been a total curmudgeon and a massive loser in the realm of social chitchat, but I know these guys so it should be hard. I guess it's still stress.

Perhaps that's why I wrote this latest installment of my ongoing project of Failure by Fanfic. My recent attack of workplace stress has led me to bestow the affliction on one of my favorite five. (Sorry, Heero - but it was either you or Wufei, and I just suck at writing him.)

Now if I can just finish that fic for Dentelle_Noir.... *gulp* It is SOOOOOOO late now I'm just depressed. But when those muses run and hide it's really hard to force them. I'll try. Spring Break coming up - that may help.

Also need a new anime series. Just finished Get Backers. It was excellent and I really want to read the manga, but it apparently will reach over 35 volumes which is way more than I can afford! I've started Yugo: The Negotiator - which is, refreshingly, for grownups which makes me happy, but is also very short. Got to find a good long one to sink my claws into. Oh yeah, and finish Full Metal Alchemist - just don't want get to the uber-depressing ending that is hurtling at me like a runaway train. Sigh. I could start on that next Dorothy Dunnett book - No. Must resist until summer... evil... EVIL

Anyway, here's the latest attempt at fic. I completely had Heero's thoughts in my head but it was getting unwieldy to put them on paper so I just left them out completely, trusting the reader to fill in the appropriate miasma of deeply imbedded self-recrimination mixed with tentative tendrils of hope. Not sure I provided enough framework for that, though. We'll see.

Title: Sins of the Father
Author: Lukoni
Characters: Trowa+Heero (friendship), HeeroxDuo
Word Count: 860
Summary: Heero’s under stress. For everyone’s sake, Trowa has to talk him down.
Rating: G
Warnings: Nothing much. Some alcohol consumption.
Notes: Set post-EW. Not sure I like how it came out, but I’m throwing it out there anyway. Written for GW500 challenge #162: Chips. Feedback/Criticism/Typo notifications welcome. Thanks for reading!

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My roommate is whistling. It's driving me crazy. Please shut up now! I can't really complain, because he's generally a super great roommate. Oh phew - he just left. Yipppee! : ) I'm such a bitch!!

Anyway, here is yet another fanfic posting. Fuck. I'm NEVER getting this damn thesis done. But I can't help feeling that at least writing fic is some sort of writing and it keeps me in practice. Or something. But if I end up writing an AU novella about Trowa born into slavery in a villa in Tuscany and then catching the eye of a passing senator and purchased and brought to Rome where he falls in love with young slave musician in the Imperial household... well, I don't think anyone will be surprised except my committee.

Anyway, this latest fic has made me crave photography again. I really miss it. Went to Deviantart to check out some people's stuff and it was so hard to see all that amazing stuff and know I couldn't do that. I shot a bunch of stuff this summer but mainly snapshots. Nothing that I really worked hard on. And while I love the freedom of digital I can't stand not having an SLR. Just can't afford one of those right now. And can't afford film and processing for my old faithful. And a deeper problem is my lack of inspiration. I don't know how to get that back - nothing around here catches my visual interest and gets my mind working. It takes time and engergy and hope and a certain sense of mental freedom that I've been missing for a while. Sigh. And if I try to get back into it I will feel totally guilty for not working on my thesis. That's life, I guess.

Well, better get this up and posted so I can go work on my costume for Friday's Halloween party. What, me? Total slack? Don't know what you mean!

Title: Number 42
Author: Lukoni
Characters/Pairing: Duo/Heero, hints of Quatre/Trowa, Wufei
Word Count: 817
Summary: Duo gets a lesson in art appreciation.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Mostly harmless, some nudity, bit of sap.
Notes: Written for GW500 challenge #142: Pi. Set post-EW. Not sure I like the ending - I started out lighthearted and silly but then I went looking for motivations and got a little sidetracked. Wufei is a hard character for me to get into. He’s so good at keeping people out. Feedback/Criticism/Typo notifications welcome. Thanks for reading!

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