Did you ever feel sunlight on your face?

[klena]

Fuck, just as I typed the subject line, I've got an awesome idea for a HP fic. But it'll probably only turn out to be a drabble. But the IDEAS! It's been ages since a fandom-fic idea struck me.

Sweet!

Also, self, the line is "And what Potter? You come back from battle and want a post-war fuck? Is that it? Do you want me to swoon in your arms and then fall to my knees?"

Gotta phone call from mum and dad. They were slightly worried about the lack of response to their text messages but my battery is dead and mum stole the only charger we knew we definitely had. So there has been no communication.

Mum loved her present though and they're having a great time. Apparently there's SHEDLOADS of talent over there too. To quote mother-dear: If I were 30 years younger, I'd have been making some connections.

Hahahaha. And my letter got lots of laughs. Dad told me I'm a witty little bitch and Auntie Christine thinks it's great that I write exactly the way I talk. Ms. Palmer also said that I do that, which I never realised 'til now. Cool!

Matt went to Belfast on his own. Which gave me time to wash clothes, hang stuff out and draw. I actually managed to draw something that pleased me. Especially after the Tom Riddle/Harry episode. Also - smutty is good.

The image, for anyone interested, was Harry/Draco and inspired by 'Tell me whom you love and I will tell you who you are.' Which I'm going to squee over in the next paragraph. Anyway it has upset/reluctant!Harry leaning forward with a collar and nipple ring. (also he has...em...stuff on his face which I may rub out) Collar is attached to a rope which is being pulled by a figure in background. Draco's in a very protective, almost shying away pose yet has to lean forward. Eyes looking up at Harry. Also has a collar and nipple rings...and stuff... It's the smuttiest thing I've ever drawn. And I'm so happy with it.

Anyway! The smut was inspired, as I said, by the story 'Tell me whom you love and I will tell you who you are' on the hp_literotica community. Awesome story. There is no real explanation to why Draco and Harry are now public prostitutes, which is better in a way. It's brutal and dark and angsty and implies just enough to let your imagination loose. Also - non-main Harry Potter characters being brutal to Harry/Draco is askfsjng,snd. <---just like that. Dude, how could you not love a story that rips your heart out by beginning;

On the fifth of July, Harry Potter wakes, and wishes he hadn't.

You can't look away from it.

Ok. I've rambled about my porny stuff and haven't even touched my conversations with Dei and Tim about our Three-way!yaoi-image and buying yaoi doujinshi, respectively.

Y'know, over the past few days I've talked and gotten to know quite a few people. People I've never IM'd before, people who I've only just met, friends I worry about and people who I never expected to talk to. And they are perhaps the most awesome people and I'm so grateful to have had the chance to talk to them and to meet them. And Zalan's coming over in, like, a month and I'm just happy.

I feel so creative for the first time since school's end and I'm happy with who I am and I'm confident in myself.

Life is awesome.

Comments

[klena.livejournal.com]

Remember what I said about art. It's always worthwhile, even if your inner criticism says ill of it. Everything that you do can only better you. I've yet to see an artist whose art destroyed them, but I have known a sad few who destroyed themselves with remonstrations over their art..

I know, so I'm letting the bunny run wild in my head for a while. I want it to have a bit of meat on it before I attempt it. And I'm going to just go for it and post it before I have the chance to nitpick...too much ^_^

*cackles evilly* I did tell you that interdimensional vibes were meant to be shared. I've been sending teh cosimc vibage on you getting inspiration since you wrote that you were lacking.
I can't claim sole responsibility for anything in this world, but I was certainly shooting out rays of what I hoped was inspiratory goodness. ^_~

I thank you for the vibes! It's awesome to be inspired again! And for whatever part you played in that, thanks!

I celebrate the inspiration with a bizzare ghetto dance of joy.

I shall join in with this ghetto dance!

smutty /is/ good most of the time. Especially when it is stated as such. Even when it is not, it's niftiness cannot be underestimated.

It is smutty. There's no point in lying. It's not even the type of image you have to actually -look- at to see it's smutty. What's the point of denying something I know is true?

I have but two things to say to this.
1. I'll be sad if the stuff is what I think it is and you still rub it out XD Stuff should stay on his face. However suggestive or naughty it is.
2. I'm so delighted that you're happy with it. I hope that it continues and is shared.

Then I think the stuff shall stay on their faces...No matter how embarrassed I get thinking about it.
I am quite pleased with it! It's not done yet - there's more time to be spent but it's looking good as it it. ^_^

Hmm.. You're going to make me go seek that fiction out now. It sounds quite intensely enjoyably fucked up. Therefor, being inspired by it..
DOUBLE askfsjng,snd.

It IS intensely fucked up. There's a line in it where Harry mentions that 'Malfoy, who became Draco somewhere along the line that neither of them drew' or something like that and it's heart-breaking and dark and wrenching. It's twisted. It's awesome.

And I guess it is a little bizarre being inspired by such a thing but it just left my mind reeling. Which is rare in fandom. Go seek it out! You won't be disappointed...I think. -I- wasn't.

I am also glad to finally get the chance to talk to you (Although realtime sounds even niftier) seeing as how I've always really dug reading your writing on ZQL.
You enjoy your time with Zal, and, well. just enjoy. I think that's the defining message of what I'm saying X)

Really? Because on ZQL I feel...I dunno, fragile? Young? Something like that. Especially when it comes to the writing. I just feel it isn't that precise or to the point or that people 'get' the same things I'm trying to communicate...But then again, as we've said, I'm hard on myself when it comes to my art! ^_^;;

Enjoy I shall!

Enjoy it! Enjoy yourself, and everything that makes you happy.

I am. I feel good. And happy and like life is awesome.

I've been posting long comments lately. Feels good though, so I do it ^_^

And I shall continue to reply with long replies!

[urbanelf.livejournal.com]

I thank you for the vibes! It's awesome to be inspired again! And for whatever part you played in that, thanks!

Well, I am always one to freely share vibes..

It is smutty. There's no point in lying. It's not even the type of image you have to actually -look- at to see it's smutty. What's the point of denying something I know is true?

No point in denying it, but in accepting it, there are lots of really lovely shiny points ^_^

Anyhow, for me, smut falls into two main categories: Smut I can enjoy, and smut that I can't.
This definitely smacks of the former ^^

I know, so I'm letting the bunny run wild in my head for a while. I want it to have a bit of meat on it before I attempt it. And I'm going to just go for it and post it before I have the chance to nitpick...too much ^_^

Ahh, such an interesting metaphor.
But it's more or less what I like to do. Let the idea gather some steam, and then let it's own momentum force it out onto the screen

Then I think the stuff shall stay on their faces...No matter how embarrassed I get thinking about it.
I am quite pleased with it! It's not done yet - there's more time to be spent but it's looking good as it is. ^_^

Yay for stuff on the face.

And I guess it is a little bizarre being inspired by such a thing but it just left my mind reeling. Which is rare in fandom. Go seek it out! You won't be disappointed...I think. -I- wasn't.

Not bizzare at all. Inspiration comes from something that moves one, regardless of what it moves them towards (aside from distaste)

Thus I have often been moved by things that powerfully gripped me in a place I would not have expected to have been gripped. And like you said, there are fields in which such gripping writing is a rarity, and where it gains some respect simnply for being so good in a field with inherently so little large-scale recognition.

Really? Because on ZQL I feel...I dunno, fragile? Young? Something like that. Especially when it comes to the writing. I just feel it isn't that precise or to the point or that people 'get' the same things I'm trying to communicate...But then again, as we've said, I'm hard on myself when it comes to my art! ^_^;;

There's room for improvement on any piece of writing that comes from anyone. There is because if all writing was perfect all the time, then there would be no growth, just stagnation at a level of perfection. And perfection is usually dreary and boring anyway. The fact that there is something you think you could improve upon is reason enough to keep on writing. One thing I can say with absolute certainty is that reading your writing (ZQL thus far being the most frequent example I have) has always made me want to read more of it.

I am. I feel good. And happy and like life is awesome.

Life is awesome. Just not always in a happy way.
So, yay! because happy things are to be celebrated. Cause otherwise.. What else is there worth celebrating?

And I shall continue to reply with long replies!

I've already hit the 4300 character limit once with these replies... If we keep up, I wonder how many times I'll do it again?

[klena.livejournal.com]

Well, I am always one to freely share vibes..
Well, I'm always one to freely recieve vibes and share them too. It's just good manners.

No point in denying it, but in accepting it, there are lots of really lovely shiny points ^_^
Aren't there just? There's a freedom to accepting it.

Anyhow, for me, smut falls into two main categories: Smut I can enjoy, and smut that I can't.
This definitely smacks of the former ^^
Well, I hope that my smut is something that can be enjoyed. Hopefully it may even be seen visually. Soon.

Ahh, such an interesting metaphor.
But it's more or less what I like to do. Let the idea gather some steam, and then let it's own momentum force it out onto the screen
I did realise the very primal nature of that metaphor but only after posting the comment. That is my idea but bunnies tend to run rampant and then vanish for a while, so I don't like to wait too long. Also I have quite a bad impulsive streak sometimes.

Not bizzare at all. Inspiration comes from something that moves one, regardless of what it moves them towards (aside from distaste)

Thus I have often been moved by things that powerfully gripped me in a place I would not have expected to have been gripped. And like you said, there are fields in which such gripping writing is a rarity, and where it gains some respect simnply for being so good in a field with inherently so little large-scale recognition.
I've just noticed that the things that really inspire me or grip me powerfully are pieces that don't state everything. Pieces where things are left unsaid or where there are faint implications of a situation. I think that it's better to leave the reader some breathing space for their own mind to filter through and pieces together their own thoughts on a piece rather than have a work that has solid, defined structure...I think that makes sense?

There's room for improvement on any piece of writing that comes from anyone. There is because if all writing was perfect all the time, then there would be no growth, just stagnation at a level of perfection. And perfection is usually dreary and boring anyway. The fact that there is something you think you could improve upon is reason enough to keep on writing. One thing I can say with absolute certainty is that reading your writing (ZQL thus far being the most frequent example I have) has always made me want to read more of it.
Perfection can be dreary and boring and stiffling. Like a piece that is written beautiful and technical faultless but lacks punch because the visceral quality has been filter out and there is a lack of emotional response within the reader due to a glossy finish.

I find that the idea to improve and to better myself has been provoking me to write more recently. Also the music I've been listening to recently has been seizing my heart and twisting my brain to a form of madness with inspiration. Which is undeniabably cool.

I am so utterly pleased that you want to read more of my writing. It's always cool to hear that from people and makes me want to write more. Thank you~!

Life is awesome. Just not always in a happy way.
So, yay! because happy things are to be celebrated. Cause otherwise.. What else is there worth celebrating?
Life is perhaps the best teacher there is. Happy things are to be celebrated and memories of such are to be treasured.

I've already hit the 4300 character limit once with these replies... If we keep up, I wonder how many times I'll do it again?
I don't know how much I write in response. I dunno how many times but I look forward to each and every response no matter the length

[urbanelf.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm always one to freely receive vibes and share them too. It's just good manners.

In addition to being good manners, I have found that it can lead to astounding and sometimes wonderful experiences.

Aren't there just? There's a freedom to accepting it.

Acceptance is a part of freedom. When something is not accepted, one can never be free of their non-acceptance.

Well, I hope that my smut is something that can be enjoyed. Hopefully it may even be seen visually. Soon.

From all indications, it is most definitely something that can be enjoyed. And I will adore the day I see it with me eyes. The sooner the better \^^/

I did realise the very primal nature of that metaphor but only after posting the comment. That is my idea but bunnies tend to run rampant and then vanish for a while, so I don't like to wait too long. Also I have quite a bad impulsive streak sometimes.

Impulses aren't necessarily bad. So long as they're constructive..
The primality of the metaphor struck me initially, but it's intricate binding of the creative process to the cycle of life is an important factor too, in my eyes.
And they do run rampant and then disappear, always to come again eventually. But they are never the /same/ bunnies. Thus I encourage every one to be expressed to it's fullest.

I've just noticed that the things that really inspire me or grip me powerfully are pieces that don't state everything. Pieces where things are left unsaid or where there are faint implications of a situation. I think that it's better to leave the reader some breathing space for their own mind to filter through and pieces together their own thoughts on a piece rather than have a work that has solid, defined structure...I think that makes sense?

In this statement, you have captured one of the important lessens of the craft. At least in my view, I am inclined to agree with you that the mind is the organ we engage when our written word is read. The way in which an entire building full of people dance in their own separate intertwining ways; They all move semi-autonomously, all affecting each other. Sometimes discordant, sometimes harmonious, the dance is one of the raw nature of life, the inherent pattern of of the universe. Relational, yet independent. They meld together as the portrait of a greater whole, the primal nature of the scene, the spirit of the story flows in words, in pain, in song, in whatever form that it is conveyed in. The true art of it is to stay true to that feeling.

Perfection can be dreary and boring and stifling. Like a piece that is written beautiful and technical faultless but lacks punch because the visceral quality has been filter out and there is a lack of emotional response within the reader due to a glossy finish.

Technical perfection is inherently dulled by the refinement, the attempts at distilling the essence of a raw emotional dance often smothers the spirit of the work when taken to an extreme. It is most important to find a balance of mild refinement where you think it can help, and the urge to re-write. There are times when inspiration will touch the same stone twice, and then it should be cherished. But over-criticality can destroy one's art as well as one's mind.

I find that the idea to improve and to better myself has been provoking me to write more recently. Also the music I've been listening to recently has been seizing my heart and twisting my brain to a form of madness with inspiration. Which is undeniably cool.

Awesome sentiments. Truly awesome. XD
This feeling is natural, it is also joyous, slightly frenetic, and exhilarating. I am happy for you beyond words. But words slip off my lips as though I were kissing them.
*continued in a second relipe for the fact that I ran about a thousand characters over the comment length limit

[urbanelf.livejournal.com]

I am so utterly pleased that you want to read more of my writing. It's always cool to hear that from people and makes me want to write more. Thank you~!

In me, to be sure, ya gots a lifelong enthusiast in ya work. I await with delighted senses.

Life is perhaps the best teacher there is. Happy things are to be celebrated and memories of such are to be treasured.

Well said indeed. I might go so far as to suggest that perhaps life is the only real teacher, since every single one of us is still a student of Life, no matter how much we excel, ignore, or simply glide through. None of us can be said to know it all. Thus there are no teachers perhaps but life, and all of us are instruments of the lesson, parts of the chaotic happening. Constant learning, and absorbing, appreciating, making the most and most wholly fulfilling of a situation.
To treasure the times that pluck a song on your heart strings, and to learn from the mistakes without recrimination or negativity.

I don't know how much I write in response. I dunno how many times but I look forward to each and every response no matter the length

Emotional truth rings in your words. For I think likewise that the count and numeration is but a passing curiosity in an interaction that continually enchants to the point that such numeration is an irrelevancy