This is an R/T fic I wrote a while ago but never posted here, for some reason.

Title: Of Tears and Rain
Author: citysnidget
Format: Fic
Rating & Warnings: T for language.  Lots and lots of angst.
Word Count: 1,237
Summary: It’s the first Order meeting since Christmas, and Tonks wishes that she could be anywhere but here.  Set during HBP.
Author’s Notes: For some reason, though I'm obsessed with Remus/Tonks, I had never written them before this.  There are some parts which are still rocky, and concrit is welcome.

So, well, it's another one of those days where all I can think about is camp.

It's probably because I dreamed about it, and I saw the road from the farm down to Edranel (the old camp) and it was like I was there...I could smell the trees and everything, and then I woke up in my own bed and felt depressed.

( more nostalgia )

( lyric-ness )

Late-night musings
So it's eleven at night and everyone else is in bed, and I'm sitting on the couch in our friend's house on Block Island, where I'm to sleep for the night, with covers on me and not a light in the room but for my laptop screen and the sleep lights of various electronics around the room.

It's a bit creepy, really, using the laptop at night. The light is so bright in stark contrast to the pitch black of the room that it sort of makes your eyes hurt, especially on the paper white of the Xanga Weblog entry page. The light cancels out any sort of night vision we meak humans have, and anything beyond the edge of my laptop is a mystery. It is this sort of setup that inspires the midnight, or rather, latenight, musing.

But truly, there really is something to typing late at night. The muse is sort of...lit on fire, really. I should spend more time in the dark, because I feel really inspired right now. And it's bad, because I really should go to bed, and everyone else is getting ready, and this must be horrid for my eyes, but I can't stop.

( homesick for a place other than home )

I'm feeling really happy and hyper for some reason, but I have no idea why. tee hee!

It's weird: I don't really want school to start but I really want see everyone and I want to go back to school shopping zomfg! I can't wait to get those new notebooks with that fresh new notebook smell and new, pretty ink. Oh, and the freshly sharpened ticonderoga pencils! That is the best smell on earth, I swear.

( more random crap )Me go now.

Hi! I have another blog on xanga (link to the left), so I probably won't be posting here as often. I use livejournal mainly for HP fanfiction communities <3 HP=Luff