Thought of the Now: Why is it that something that's considered "counter-culture" (goth, punk, etc.) always eventually become part of normal culture?

Video of the Now: No matter how depressed I am, I can watch this and laugh. [link]

Mood: :3

Listening to: "Maxwell's Silver Hammer" by The Beatles

Reading: Watchmen by Alan Moore

Watching: Gran Torino

Current Project(s): Misc. crap

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I don't really have anything to say right now because I'm felling alright at the moment. Aside from being laid off of work temporarily, life's good. I've been spending a bunch of time up at my grandparents' cabin and going for long walks to clear my head. I haven't been thinking about death nearly as often as I was a couple of weeks ago and I've been getting my muse back, slowly but surely. Here's a few snippets from some of my works if you'd like to see them.

The Rosenrot Experiments (Book I)
When he saw John moping in his room, Vincent knocked on the open door and asked, "What's wrong, my boy?"
"I just hate getting pushed around by Brendon. I mean, he bullies me all the time and... I hate this wheelchair. All I want is to be able to stand up for myself, both figuratively and literally"
"You know," Dr. Reznor said, "I am a doctor. And your billionaire father runs a medical supply company. There is a procedure that can fix your little dilemma. John, how would you like to walk without crutches?"
Jonathan looked at Dr. Reznor and said with a smile, "When can you have it done?"

Marciannah and Me (Book II)
Normally I would never even consider owning a slave and I only use slavery as a form of corporal punishment, but if what those Ambivian prophets said all those centuries ago was true, I couldn’t allow her people to protect her. If she grew up and ever found out about me, I and everyone who stood in her way would die. I’d probably be last on her list and I bet she’d make me beg, plead, cry and scream. Nothing would be able to stop her; she’d have all the power of a god and that’s exactly what would be inside her. Besides, such a prize one wouldn’t simply throw away with the slit of a throat; I had to make her into my own little submissive servant. Her brother I couldn’t care less about; he would be cannon fodder if I even felt like keeping him alive.

Darinsu (Watership Down fan fiction)
“Fiver, what’s wrong?” Hazel asked. He got no response out of his brother and asked again. “What is it, Fiver?”
Fiver shook his head and said, “Oh, nothing, Hazel. It’s just… well, I thought I heard something. I don’t think it’s important, though”
“Well, if you say so” Hazel replied, although still leery over what had just happened. “Come on, Fiver. Let’s go back to the burrow; it’s getting dark”
Fiver was facing north, frozen with a dumbstruck expression.
“Fiver! What is it?!” Hazel was starting to become frightened. The last time he had a look like that was last summer, when the former General Woundwort attacked Watership.
“Oh, Hazel… I can hear it now. But I can’t see it. I can’t—Great Frith I… I can’t see anything! Blood! There’s blood in my eyes!” Fiver was rolling on the ground, screaming and clawing at his face.

The Garden of Ely
Out having a cigarette outside of Britton's Cafe, I saw someone coming up Chapman Street. I know almost everyone here, but I've never seen this guy before. He was way overdressed for a Boundary Waters tourist; he wore a black suit, black overcoat and a black fedora. Strange considering that it was still early Fall.
I turned my attention back to my smoke and noticed that I had no lighter. "Shit" I quietly said to myself. As soon as I looked up, the man was standing right in front of me. He was a good-looking young man, about 19 or 20 years old. He looked at me and said "Need a light?"
"Yeah"
"Hold still" he then pinched the end of my cigarette and told me to start puffing. To my amazement, the cigarette actually lit up in his fingers! I reeled back and said, "Who are you?"
Without changing his blank expression, he said in a flat voice, "An angel"

Enjoy!

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Trades and Commissions

If you want me to do a story for you involving one of your OCs or fandom characters, you can note me and we'll talk. Trades are pretty typical; artwork or writings for my chars or fandom subjects. Commissions on the other hand will be discussed through notes to determine the price and method of payment (it could be anywhere from $15 to nothing for a single short story at the moment). I WILL NOT TAKE RANDOM REQUESTS.

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