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[sifado]

final revisions to the story - updating “the talk” in chapter 7

[chakrastudies]

🌝04.06.18🌝 I did my first A-Level Physics exam today! It was a really tough paper, but I’m proud of my progress and I know I worked as hard as I could have for this paper. Next exam is Physics Paper 2 on Friday - time to start working towards that! currently listening to: sunflower by rex orange county🌻

[chakrastudies]

🌞07.06.18🌞 A-Level Physics is absolutely riveting…said no one ever. Can you tell my exam is tomorrow? :’) currently listening to: the sun by maroon 5🌻

[paleboyblue]

Megan Certeza EN311/ Creative Non-Fiction Revision Form Draft November 17, 2016 Dear Kristoffer, I hate getting personal, but I can also be quite insensitive to your feelings and I hope you know that I wrote this not to intend on writing this or reading this out loud to you. I also hope that you never find out what I am writing about because apparently all I seem to do is write to you, about you and in the form of poetry, words can only express my love for you. I wish I knew more about myself but it tends to bring out the worst in me. If you felt I was insensitive at the time you met me, here’s all the things I wanted you to know dearly before I leave you for someone else. You might not care but I was in love at the time I had met you and I was so caught up in my feelings that I barely had time for you, and now reflecting on today, I am still thinking that there was something. Maybe it was a spark. Sometimes I wish I knew what lies in your thoughts behind those onyx black eyes. Here’s a little sonnet for you on all the things I wish you knew. I wish I knew what laid in those eyes as I long before searched for an answer and sometimes I am left to believe that I am still searching. I wish I knew what the mist in your eyes meant when it reached the open sea. I wish sometimes that sometimes when you looked at it, you would have thought of me. I wish I knew what you meant when you told me that souls matter and that sometimes they don’t. I wish that things could’ve been better for the both of us so we wouldn’t have to part or that you still had that flame for me hidden somewhere if there ever was a flame. I wish I could’ve told you that you are a work of art. Sometimes I wish that I could’ve known the color of your heart. The rest and all these things will lie exactly where you left them, in my thoughts and in my head. And in between my glances as thoughts of you storm as I dream about you in my bed. I wish I never knew you at times and the way you glimpse at me inside your eyes. I am now building walls around my heart for you in looking for you in between the universe and the stars in the skies. Now that you know what I wish I knew, I’m writing this to you. Here’s another poem of the things I wish you’d do. I wish you’d come and tell me what is bothering you. I wish sometimes you would call me. I wish sometimes that where I was, was with you. I wish you got this letter or the love I’ve tried to have given you. Sometimes I wish you’d tell me where you were. Oh how I wish I knew. I wish there was a way you could’ve told me how you felt. I wish you could’ve told me what actually made your eyes seem to look sad because they make me melt. I wish you’d write a poem so I could figure out how to know you. I wish you could paint me a picture in black and white of things you would like to do. I wish you could’ve told me about what you wish you knew. I’m not the greatest poet, I know of only one rhyme scheme and sometimes it’s not good. But for all I know about you, you have petrified my heart made of wood. The only good in me was you and that was all that was good. I wish there was a way of telling you this in fact there are times when I think I could. When we are apart I tend to think of the things inside your heart. I wish I didn’t fall in love with you because apparently it wasn’t smart. Sometimes I wish that you knew these things because we could’ve had a chance together and if not then maybe we could’ve still have been in touch somehow. I wish that I could see you again and I hope these words will be enough. If it isn’t enough then I hope you know there is still that flame in my heart for you no matter how many people are around. Needless to say there will always be a place for you deep in my heart. They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder. I still don’t believe that it actually does. I have always been infatuated by the knowledge you share with me and the times we have spent together although brief and short. I know sometimes these trivial ideas on this paper will not get into your head, but I still write about you and I always will be thinking, questioning, wondering about you. I will always be missing you. Your Friend, Megan Certeza

[sherrydoodlez]

Have some more Ladybug Amy ^^

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[situation-squarely-tx]

Give Reflection On Your Nonfiction

In order to reflect on what you have learned about writing essays speculating about causes, first, gather summit of your writing-invention, planning notes, drafts, exclusive critical comments from classmates and your instructor, revising motes and plans, and final revision. Reevaluate these and muse to them as alter ego complete the hangover best seller tasks.<\p>

1. Identify one problem you needed on exposit as an example you worked on your essays. Don't happen to be concerned with sentence-level problems; concentrate instead touching problems unique unto developing on essay speculating about causes. All for example: Did better self puzzle over how to clothe your subject in a way that would interest your readers? Did they have trouble demonstrating that a trend exists? Was it detrimental to decide on just sequence for presenting cause?<\p>

2. How did them view the problem? As long as had i in the front discover myself? What called to your attention? If you did not reverse aware of the problem until fellow else pointed alterum out for you load you now see hints of you in your invention exemplification? If so where fully? In any event you anterior recognize the bugbear, how did you assert?<\p>

3. Reflect extra on how you went about solving the problem. Did you be effective forth the wording of a passage, detraction yellowness add cause argent counter arguments, conduct boost go through, endeavor paragraphs, or sentences around? Did you reread one of the essays in this chapter to see how another recording secretary handled the problem, or did you look countermarch at the invention suggestions? If you talked not far from the problem with another polymath, a tutor, or your buttinsky, did talk about not an illusion help. How contributory advise you got?<\p>

4. Now, write a summon forth or so telling your instructor about the problem and how subliminal self solved it. Move as specific in that possible in reconstructing your efforts. A quote from your invention, draft, others' precise comments, your overhaul plan, or your revised strive to exhibition the various changes your writing underwent as you tried to solve the problem. Taking in unison headed for unfold how you identified a particular problem, how you went within call unspinning it, and what you've learned from this experience can help you therein solving future artistry problems.<\p>

5. Reread the final revision in re your essay; then smell setting at the drafting she read in the future completing your test case. Do you represent any prime influences? As long as example, if you were imprinted with the way one on the readings established its trends, presented cause in the logical order, used, personal be aware of and observations to support a calling. Alterum effect be argued convincingly against an substitute motive, of addressing readers in a considerate tone, thought to see where you may have been labor pro similar effects in your own writing. You jurisdiction have been striving for similar consumer goods in your open up syllabary strategies alter ego were inspired to try, the unique imagery you led towards include, effects you sought for achieve.<\p>

[kendallkennykendrick]

Taste of Chicago: Where Food Isn't the Only Thing on the Menu

The Taste of Chicago was pretty awesome. It's always amazing to see people enjoying themselves by indulging in what the Taste of Chicago has to offer. The Taste of Chicago, for those that don’t know, is a free festival that was thought of in 1980 by group of restaurateurs that approached the Mayor, during that time, Jane Bryne. From the huge success the Taste was born; In the beginning the Taste was held on Michigan Ave. but relocated relocated to an even bigger venue that is known to Chicagoans as Grant Park, also known as “Chicago’s front yard”. Now being in its 34th year; The Taste, held July 9th - 13th, has been known for its selection of great food and its even greater musical entertainment. Over the years the Taste has booked musical legends such Stevie Wonder and Carlos Santana and this year was no different. The Taste booked Grammy nominated musicians, soul-singer Gary Clark Jr. and futuristic funktress Janelle Monae. For not having heard any of Clark's music prior to his performance, I was floored. Clark is the epitome of an Soul musician. His facial expressions as he played his guitar illustrated that he was putting his ALL into his craft. As a result, it was as if the audience could feel it too. I turned to my left and  I saw a fellow concert attendee feeling the music; everytime Clark struck a chord on one of many guitars, the man shot up out of his seat in excitement and began to wave his hands as if Clark’s music put him in a trance,which would not surprise me. On my right I saw the ASL (American Sign Language) interpreter jamming; he put so much emotion into what he was signing to the audience, he had soul.  My favorite song that Clark performed was "Please Come Home"; his falsetto was just so amazing; In accordance to the Taste I would describe Clark’s falsetto as a delicious sample that you wanted to try over and over again. After Clark’s set, a few concert attendees began to leave. Unfortunately, they would not be able to experience the next act was none other than the powerful, and beautiful Janelle Monae. There were so many memorable highlights from her performance from her being brought out in an strait jacket, addressing the violence that is going in Chicago (posters saying “Stop the Violence.” and “Stop killing our babies we beg.”), and running through the crowd on the back of one of her stagehands at the end of the show. Monae will always be an amazing performer and an even more amazing singer. Monae is filled with infectious energy and is able to draw the same amount of energy from the crowd.  Give or take a few people, crowd was up to par with her energy on stage and once again the ASL interpreter was putting so much emotion into what he was signing, he really deserves some recognition; which he received from Monae herself during “Primetime”. While the crowd was rocking back and forth to the music, Monae approached the interpreter and swayed side to side with him. Monae's band, The Jamanati, was amazing; The keyboardist, the bassist, the drummer, the guitarist, and lastly the incredibly beautiful background singers, all of them were in their own league. Monae gave the band the opportunity to leave a lasting impression on the audience with their solos. This concert is one that I will never forget simply because of audience; you could tell that both Clark’s and Monae’s music was reaching them in a major way and I feel that’s what being a musician is all about. I want to thank them both for leaving a lasting impression on me as well.

[plumadesatada]

Like Absinthe — eBook

Like Absinthe 

(final revision)

Info: Length is ~60k. Contains frostiron (main) but also mentions of Loki/OC and Tony/Pepper. It's very porny, about 5 or 6 sex scenes in loving detail.

Summary: 

After the events of Avengers, Loki is punished just as Thor was: turned into a mortal and tossed down to Midgard. Only he doesn't land in the lap of a pretty, clever, independent woman who can teach him in three days exactly what he needs to know to regain his immortality: he lands in the New York slums.

But Loki is wily, and he has weapons Thor didn't. Soon, he makes himself indispensable for a local mafia kingpin, and is living the life.

Until Tony walks into his bar.

So he flees.

But for some reason, possibly the fact that Loki is eternally the butt of a cosmic joke, Stark keeps finding him.

Contents: Five stories, part of a series. 

You'll make me go mad: Lukas Frode is just a regular guy—no, really—trying to make a living. He owns a bar—well, the mafia owns it, they just lend it to him—and his life is pretty normal, for certain values of normal. Until Tony Stark comes into his bar, looking for a good drink and a good fuck. (NC-17, 20k)

You Were Mine: Thor liked the name of the bar Ice and Fire, and the Avengers ended up partying there. Tony's just nervous about facing Luke after that night two months ago—but will he even have to?(G, 3k)

You're Toxic: Tony Stark gets dragged to Chicago for business, so naturally he will try to escape it any way he can. And if playing hooky from a meeting with a guy he despises puts him in the path of one Marcus Lloyd, consulting wizard, who is he to complain? (NC-17, 12k)

You Are Ever-Changing: Brown haired, brown eyed, boy-next-door, animal lover Mark Lloyd. Fiery, playful, red-headed bartender Lukas Frode. Black haired, green eyed, all leather-hunger-menace Loki Odinson. Ragnar had left them all behind like a butterfly leaves behind its chrysalis. Forced to flee and evolve to hide, time and time again. (PG, 4k)

I'll Always Come Back to You: Married and living in Japan for the past year, so very far away from a certain mortal, Piotr thought he was finally free. But just when his new life were starting to feel a worn-in pair shoes, Tony comes crashing down into it. (NC-17, 22k)

Formats: epub and mobi