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stunt_muppet at 10:41pm on 15/01/2007 under college, csi:miami, fanfics, fic posts, fic posts: het, horatio/marisol, social life, the sixth-date rule
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I'm back at school. I'd forgotten how lonely this place could be. I've said hello again to all the people I know (except for one guy I've been unable to track down) and, as usual, I spent most of the day locked up in my dorm, on the computer.
Yeah. Freakin' great start to my new semester. I was supposed to be fixing my social life this year. Great to know that'll be working out. But I spent some time in the Union, and I stopped in the lounge to watch a movie with people I didn't know. That has to be worth something. *flails*
I think, honestly, one of the things I missed the most about college was the Union Cafe grilled chicken sandwiches. I'm not entirely sure how I made it through my day without those sandwiches, seeing as for the majority of first semester I lived off them.
Classes start tomorrow. I've only got one, because my bio class isn't having a lab period this week. My Humanities class is the only regular Tuesday-Thursday class I've got, and I'm really looking forward to that - it was my favorite class last semester.
L'oreal Bare Essentials Powder Foundation works miracles. Thank you, Mommy, for introducing it to me. It takes maybe a minute to put on, which means maybe I'll be able to start making an effort to wear makeup and stop looking like crap in the morning. I think the fact that I don't have any classes before 10:00 a.m. this semester certainly helps.
On to the dorkdom.
I wrote up a few more scenes of that Miami fluff I posted last time. Now, unlike that last bit, which I kinda tossed out there to see what people thought, this bit is in need of some heavy beta-ing, so any critiques or comments you might be able to offer would be much appreciated.
See, as per viralmancer's advice, I decided to try writing the fic from both Marisol's and Horatio's point of view. I found that, while I'm reasonably good at mimicking Horatio's speech on paper, I'm not so great at mimicking his thought processes. Thing is, we really don't get to see H much during his off-hours, so I don't have a lot to base my portrayal on. As such, it's harder for me to tell if I'm being true to character. This fic is already nauseatingly fluffy; I'd rather it not be nauseatingly OOC too.
Sorry to keep pestering you with this. Maybe I'll write something else later, something that I can just show to you without begging for your advice or bitching about my own inabilities.
Oh wait. I do that for everything. Even my L&O drabbles, I have my parents look over before I post them. (My *parents* beta-read my fanfiction. How sad is that.)
( I promise I'll stop soon. )
Yeah. Freakin' great start to my new semester. I was supposed to be fixing my social life this year. Great to know that'll be working out. But I spent some time in the Union, and I stopped in the lounge to watch a movie with people I didn't know. That has to be worth something. *flails*
I think, honestly, one of the things I missed the most about college was the Union Cafe grilled chicken sandwiches. I'm not entirely sure how I made it through my day without those sandwiches, seeing as for the majority of first semester I lived off them.
Classes start tomorrow. I've only got one, because my bio class isn't having a lab period this week. My Humanities class is the only regular Tuesday-Thursday class I've got, and I'm really looking forward to that - it was my favorite class last semester.
L'oreal Bare Essentials Powder Foundation works miracles. Thank you, Mommy, for introducing it to me. It takes maybe a minute to put on, which means maybe I'll be able to start making an effort to wear makeup and stop looking like crap in the morning. I think the fact that I don't have any classes before 10:00 a.m. this semester certainly helps.
On to the dorkdom.
I wrote up a few more scenes of that Miami fluff I posted last time. Now, unlike that last bit, which I kinda tossed out there to see what people thought, this bit is in need of some heavy beta-ing, so any critiques or comments you might be able to offer would be much appreciated.
See, as per viralmancer's advice, I decided to try writing the fic from both Marisol's and Horatio's point of view. I found that, while I'm reasonably good at mimicking Horatio's speech on paper, I'm not so great at mimicking his thought processes. Thing is, we really don't get to see H much during his off-hours, so I don't have a lot to base my portrayal on. As such, it's harder for me to tell if I'm being true to character. This fic is already nauseatingly fluffy; I'd rather it not be nauseatingly OOC too.
Sorry to keep pestering you with this. Maybe I'll write something else later, something that I can just show to you without begging for your advice or bitching about my own inabilities.
Oh wait. I do that for everything. Even my L&O drabbles, I have my parents look over before I post them. (My *parents* beta-read my fanfiction. How sad is that.)
( I promise I'll stop soon. )
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