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Don't look at the word until you are ready to write. When your fifteen minutes are up and you have completed your ficlet, you may either post it as a response here, or post a link to the ficlet in your own journal. If posting on your own journal, please hide the prompt word in some way (ie. under an LJ-cut) in order to avoid spoiling it for others.
Today's word is: reflection
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Don't look at the word until you are ready to write. When your fifteen minutes are up and you have completed your ficlet, you may either post it as a response here, or post a link to the ficlet in your own journal. If posting on your own journal, please hide the prompt word in some way (ie. under an LJ-cut) in order to avoid spoiling it for others.
Today's word is: reflection
You can copy and paste this code when posting your ficlet if desired.
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on 2009-06-02 03:28 am (UTC)Fandom/original:Re-Animator and Hack/Slash.
Characters:Herbert West, Cassandra Hack, Vlad, Daniel Cain, and my characters Mr. Hulhu and Elizabeth West.
Rating:G
Word count:255
Read it here. (http://dark-calvert.livejournal.com/126950.html)
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on 2009-06-04 06:07 am (UTC)Fandom: Star Trek: AOS
Characters: Spock
Rating: G
Warning: This fic contains spoilers for the 2009 movie
Word count: 600
This world is an error: a slow-motion catastrophe, building inevitably from an initial tragedy.
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on 2009-06-13 05:47 am (UTC)Fandom/original: Party of Five
Characters: Bailey, Charlie
Rating: G/PG
Word count: 1097
O_o;;; Sorry, I cheated -- I spent more than 15 minutes on this, but the darned thing just wouldn't let me quit... O_o
Read it here (http://rchan.livejournal.com/53721.html)
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on 2009-06-15 09:58 pm (UTC)Random Character
Author's Note: I couldn't figure out how to make an LJ cut on a comment.
I am so beautiful. Just look at me there. I could gaze at myself all day. In fact, that's all I do anymore. I'm so beautiful I bore myself. I sometimes wish I could look at something else, but I can't. I just can't. I used to have a girlfriend. She was a real sweetheart. I wanted to look worthy of her glorious presence, so I had to primp and preen a little.
But one day she just packed her bags and told me I paid more attention to myself than to her. You know the song "Cry Me a River"? Well that's nothing compared to what I did when I found her note. This was a small lake. It carried me away and I was almost lost. But then I caught sight of myself and realized that I don't need to depend on anyone to tell me of my magnificent figure.
I was so happy to realize this fact that I started kissing the tears that had proved it to me. I swallowed a few of them and became addicted to the lachrymose lake. I had to return there every day or I would die of despair. Then I decided I never wanted to leave.
And I never have. Did I mention that you're beautiful? You really are, I'm not joking. Just look in this lake, and you'll never need anything else.