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Ramblings of the Week, February 19, 2018


Finished Sleeping Beauty this past week, got up a little short, The Dance, and updated Unbonded and What Happened to Spock. Not bad.

Had some car trouble last week that cost us $893 but after whining some to the sister, she gave us a check to cover it. Woo.

Joined Weight Watchers and lost 4 pounds my first week. Yay.

Not sure what I will work on this week. I did post the start of an Academy Fic (I love those), The Experiment, but we shall see. Technically on the spreadsheet I should be working on My Devotion.

Going to see Black Panther Tuesday. Already got the tickets. This  coming weekend, on the 24th, we are headed to Morro Bay over night. I’m looking forward to it.

Have a good week.


Ramblings of the Week, November 27, 2017

Hope everyone had a nice Thanksgiving (US). Mine was lovely but warm as hell (literally)

My time off of work is over, unfortunately, which makes me sad! Grrr

I did do decorating over the weekend and started the holiday movie watching with Miracle on the 34th Street.

Everything currently takes  a backseat to my holiday stories. Once I get my second holiday story finished I will attempt to get back to regularly updating. But right now that’s what is going to happen. We can’t drive Ivan insane.

When I do get back to updating I may go out of order and deal with one or two that are very close to being concluded. We will see.

My next day off in in December (19) to go the Universal Studios with the sister. And then of course Christmas and New Years. Don’t have any extra days around then, unfortunately.

This week I am seeing The Man Who Invented Christmas.


More Ramblings, October 26, 2017


This is my house…NOT. LOL

I love the colors of the fall and the house looks incredible but as someone afraid of heights and living in Earthquakeville, just no. Pretty though


Last night I paid the balance due on our cruise that we are taking at the end of January. We still need to get airfare to Florida but the actual cruise is paid. That there picture is our actual ship.

Beginning Monday our temperatures return to the fall temperatures I prefer. Low 70s and high 60s. Yipee!

I hope my asthma goes back to reasonable too. It’s been kicking my ass for the last week or so.

This week I concluded Sheer Determination. I was happy with it. Naturally there was this one woman who has to make negative comments on almost everything I write and has been doing so since I think I started posting on AO3. As she always is, she was deleted.

I also updated What Happened to Spock.

I have a flash fic up tomorrow. And today I start working on the fairytale.

I think I will have another quietish weekend. That is what I am hoping for anyway.

Sneak Peek December Holiday Story

It’s sneak time. And it’s never too early to begin your Christmas story. This won’t debut until December. But you lucky blog followers (ha) get to see the beginning now.

There’s just the slightest bit chill in the air as James Kirk held open the department store door for Winona Kirk as they exited.

“Brr,” his mother said. “It’s gotten cold since we went inside.”

“We were in there for hours,” Jim replied, making his tone just a little like a protest. He stopped and adjusted the scarf around her neck. “And anyway, this is nothing like Riverside in December.”

“Thank God for that.” She smiled. “Do you think I got enough?”


“But maybe—”

“Mom, yes. You got plenty for heaven’s sake.” He looped his arm in hers and dragged her away from the store before she can decided to go back inside.

“Let’s go to Humphrey’s.” Her eyes were glowing.

Humphrey’s was just a little restaurant, almost a diner really, about half a block or so down from the department store. Once it had actually been in the department store or so his mom said. She had a complete and utter fondness for it because back in their academy days, when Winona and George were just new and in love, they’d gone there many times.

“Sure, let’s do it.”

They got seated by the window, looking out to the street, which was shining brightly with red and green lights, and gold and silver garland set up on old fashioned lamp posts. Holiday music played softly in the background at Humphreys. They’d stuffed her shopping bags under the table and against the wall under the window.

When the waitress arrived at their table, his mother turned pleading eyes at him. “Please?”

Jim laughed because he knew exactly what she wanted and wasn’t that a little freaky? Kirk habits died hard. “Fine.”

She beamed a smile at the waitress. “Two hot cocoas with peppermint schnapps.”

“Coming right up,” the waitress promised.

Winona sighed and rested her chin on her hands. “This brings back such memories.”

“I know.”

“You could still come with me.”

“I know that too,” Jim said with an agreeable smile. “But no. This is your time with Sam and his family.”

“You’re Sam’s family too, you know.”

“Just go and have a great time with Sam and Aurelan, Debbie and Peter. They’re excited you’ll be spending Christmas on Deneva with them.”

“But what about you?” His mother grimaced. “Please don’t tell me you’re going to Riverside by yourself.”

“Hell no. Not dealing with the snow. I’m staying in San Francisco.”

Currently, he was on a six month leave, required by Starfleet, before going out for his second five year mission, thank you very much. He couldn’t wait for the leave to be over. But unfortunately he was  only about a month into it.

“Hm. Nobody should spend the holidays alone, Jimmy.”

The waitress brought over their spiked cocoa and then looked at them expectantly.

“I’ll have the French Onion soup and a side of garlic bread.”

“The club sandwich,” his mother said. She looked at Jim as the waitress left. “Onions and garlic? Not kissing anyone tonight I’m guessing.”

He rolled his eyes at that. “Obviously.”

“What about your friend Leonard?”

“I don’t kiss him,” Jim said with a straight face.

“Funny. I meant what’s he doing for the holidays?” She picked up her cocoa and blew on it.

“Spending them with his daughter in Georgia.”

“And your first officer?”

“He’s a Vulcan. They don’t do holidays.”

She took a sip of the cocoa and smiled. “So yummy.”

Jim loved when she was like this. Almost  innocent.

“And anyway, he’s probably spending his leave with his fiancé.”

“He has a fiancé?”

Jim shrugged. “Yeah, pretty much. My communications officer.”

Mom shook her head at that but she didn’t elaborate further on her thoughts. “What about that evil admiral’s daughter?”

He laughed again. “Carol? Uh, Mom, she left the Enterprise because we didn’t work out.”

She sniffed. “Just as well. She’s probably as batshit crazy as her daddy.”

“You’re too much. And anyway, I’m fine here. I don’t need anyone to keep me company.”

“What are you going to do?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Probably get myself a little  tree and some decorations and watch old Christmas movies or something. Maybe make some gingerbread and cookies.”

She bit her lip. “Sounds lonely.”

“It’s not. I’m looking forward to it.”

“Don’t let me forget to give you your present before I leave.”

“I told you not  to get me anything.”

She arched her brows. “I didn’t listen.”

“You never do.” He took a big sip of his cocoa.

“Remember that Christmas before Frank? It was the last one we had with just you, me and Sammy.”

Jim nodded. “Sure, I remember. I loved that Christmas.”

“Me too,” she said wistfully. “Maybe if you came to Deneva—”


The waitress arrived at the moment with their food, successfully distracting his mother.


Ramblings of the Week, August 28, 2017

I am back from my trip and am now melting. MELTING. We are having a mega heatwave and our AC is broken. We’ve called a couple of places and no one calls us back, so I guess I have to suffer for the next week and a half before we get some relief and it cools at night. Ugh.

Here are some pictures from my trip.

EsteroInn Our room. See that little porthole? It’s actually a window that you just cover up at night. And the door leads to the balcony.

MBWINE  A bit blurry but the dude we listened to Saturday at the Morro Bay Wine Seller. We had wine and music. Great.


An Otter in the Bay


See how sunny it is in Cambria? Cambria is one of our favorite towns. We have to have breakfast at Linn’s there. In September/October they have a scarecrow thing where all the stores and restaurants puts out the most creative scarecrows. It’s so much fun. We’ve only been there once during that time, but great. Now, we go up above San Simeon (Hearst Castle) to see the elephant seals.

At the end it started getting sunny as you can see in the next to the last picture. It remained foggy in Morro Bay the whole day though. I took this last picture of the elephant seals because I loved the fact one dude had his little flipper/arm on the other dude. These are males this time of year. I say it’s the Kirk and Spock of Elephant Seals!

No idea what I will work on this week. I know I hope to finish First Impressions. Anything else is up in the air!



Ramblings of the Week, August 21, 2017

So on Saturday, we went to Channel Islands Harbor for the Chowder Fest. It was fun tasting the different chowders and a little wine, too, but it was kind of warm even by the water to be tasting hot soup. Afterward, we went back to my friend’s house and had some wine while sitting out in his front yard. Then we went to a Cajun place for dinner. It was a long day for me.

This week, I am itching to get a new chapter of You are the Light That’s Leading Me done but I have to be a certain mindset for that because of uber angst. So we will see. I’d like to get First Impressions finished and maybe a new chapter of Didn’t We Almost Have it All. It’s going to be a tight week for me though so we will see.

This weekend coming up is my wonderful getaway to Morro Bay


I cannot wait. I will be gone Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. It’s more money than I should be spending, not going to lie, but I am going anyway and I know I will have a fantastic time.

But it also means a little less updating. I’ll get done what I can get done. Not going to worry about it.

We are only supposed to get a partial eclipse Monday between 9 and 11ish I think I read on the LA Times site. I’ll probably head outside to see what the sky looks like. And yes, I know not to go blind, *SMH* You are NEVER supposed to look at the sun people. They really think we are all idiots. Updated to add a picture of what we saw here in Southern California. A Co-worker’s photo



Hope everyone has a decent week.

Sneak Peak – Upcoming Story

Sneak peak of something I am working on.

Title: You’re in My Veins

Spock meets Jim Kirk one night at a local bar while he waits for a friend.  To Spock’s surprise, they end up becoming friends. As their friendship deepens, Spock becomes romantically enamored with Jim, but Jim is firmly in the friendship zone. He’s a flirtatious commitment-phobe who avoids intimacy (he refuses to even kiss his sexual partners) . In short the absolute worse person for a Vulcan to fall in love with.

“Come on, kiss me,” the female Human whined. For the fifth time by Spock’s calculations. The couple next to him were becoming rather…tiresome.

“I don’t kiss,” the cadet male responded. Again.

“But why?”

Cadet James Kirk, as Spock was familiar with him, shrugged. “It’s just not my thing. I’m not into it.”

“But you’re just fine having sex with me.” She pouted. “Is that it?”

Kirk smiled a little “Yeah, that’s it.”

She narrowed her eyes. “You are such a jerk!” She slammed her empty glass on the bar and stalked off.

Kirk’s smile widened as he seemed to notice Spock for the first time. “Hey. Professor Spock right?”


“Sorry about that. Didn’t mean to make you a part of our conversation.”

“Your girlfriend did seem to be displeased with you.”

“Yeah, only she’s not. My girlfriend that is.”

Spock inclined his head. “I gathered that by the way she departed.”

Kirk laughed. “No. I mean, well, yeah, I think she was dismissing me for sure. I just meant she was never really my girlfriend.” He paused. “And why am I even bothering you with this? It’s not like you care. Hey, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you at a bar before.”

Spock nodded. “You are correct, Cadet. I was supposed to be meeting someone here. I surmise she is not going to appear.”

“That sucks. And it’s Jim. Jim Kirk. I mean we’re not even on campus right now.” Kirk leaned a little toward Spock. “Were you supposed to meet Uhura?”

“How did you know that?”

Kirk shrugged. “I’ve seen you with her.”

“As a matter of fact it I was meeting her. But it is clear something came up. We were supposed to go have tea.”

“Why didn’t you just meet her there?”

“It is a new shop that she is unfamiliar with and this establishment is close to her part time job.” Spock entered a message into his tablet and sent it to her. They would have to reschedule. He glanced at Kirk. “Would you be interested in accompanying me for tea?”


“It is only a thought,” Spock replied. “Perhaps you do not even care for tea.”

“Actually I really haven’t had much. Sure. Why not? Obviously my night isn’t going to end the way I hoped it would.” He slid off the barstool and followed Spock from the bar.

Kirk shoved his hands into the pockets of his battered leather bomber jacket. Spock could not deny it looked good on him. As did the dark blue denim jeans he wore.

It was only a short two block walk from the drinking establishment to the tea shop where Spock intended to go.  Not one for small talk, he said nothing along the way.

He allowed Kirk to enter the shop ahead of him.

“How about that table there?” Kirk asked, pointing to a table for two by a side window.

“That is acceptable. What kind of tea would you like?” Spock asked. “If you will have a seat, I will get the tea at the counter.”

“Surprise me,” Kirk said with a smile that definitely made Spock’s heart flutter illogically.

When Spock brought the bought of tea and two cups over to the table, Kirk had just been typing something into a small communication device. He put it away upon Spock’s approach.

“I chose Lapsang.”

“Smells like smoke,” Kirk commented.

“It has smoky elements.”

Kirk leaned back in his chair. “Look at me. Learning about tea and culture.”

Spock arched a brow. “The culture of tea perhaps.”

He laughed. “Probably all the culture I can handle. So. Your test.”

Spock poured the steeped tea into the two cups. “You refer to the Kobayashi Maru?”

“Sure do.”

“It is Starfleet’s test.”

“Semantics. I’ve taken it twice.”

Spock nodded. “I am aware. And failed both times.”


“The purpose of the test is not to defeat it. It is to learn how you will face death.”

“Hmm. I hate to lose. So you’re telling me if I took it a third time, I’d probably fail again.”

“You are looking at it incorrectly. There is no way to rescue the ships under attack.”

Kirk sipped his tea. Made a slight face, then took another. “Weird, but not bad. What if I re-programmed the test?”

“You would likely face charges for cheating.”

Kirk laughed again. “You don’t beat around the bush.”

“I am uncertain as to the meaning of that statement.”

“Just a stupid old earth saying. So, pretty much, isn’t the test itself a cheat?” Kirk took another sip. “I thought about it. I know another cadet, she’s Orion. She knows a lot about the systems the Academy uses. “

“You intend to coerce her to use illicit means to pass the test?”

“Well, obviously not since I am telling you about it.” Kirk shook his head. “Geez, Spock. I’m not that stupid.”

“Orions are dangerous,” Spock thought to say.

“The pheromones, yeah. But she wears one of those inhibitor bracelets. That’s how she got accepted into the academy. Anyway, I guess I’ll withdraw my interest in taking it a third time.”

Spock inclined his head. “It might be wise.”

“It’s still bullshit by the way. Uhura. Is she your girlfriend?”

“Negative. We are friends only.”

“Why didn’t she show up?”

Spock had checked his messages while waiting for the pot of tea. “Her shift at the department store ran longer than she anticipated. We have rescheduled.”

“Fortuitous for me then.”

“How so?”

Kirk shook his head. “I could use another friend. Don’t you want to be my friend, Spock?”

Inexplicably, Spock found he did want Kirk as his friend. They clearly had little in common and yet…

“Yes, I do want to be your friend, Jim.”

Kirk winked. “Excellent. Tell me about Vulcans.”

Ramblings of the Week, March 20, 2017

This past weekend was a mixed bag.


I had intended to work on the Big Bang story but just couldn’t make myself, so nope, not finished yet. Likely I will do some work on it today at lunch.

I did have a relaxing Saturday of doing pretty much nothing so that was nice.


Sunday I woke up to a notice from AO3 that never went out about a month ago. On February 21, I had updated When It Began, my Tarsus themed story. There was some glitch that day and my notice to subscribers never got sent. I was lucky enough to have a few people notice and comment anyway but many didn’t.  Low and behold on March 19 the notice went out. Thing was I had that on my spreadsheet of what to update next and had already been working on the actual real next chapter. It ended up kind of confusing I think for readers.


I also woke up to a troll comment that basically said Spock and Uhura should get married in the next movie. I frankly didn’t even read the entire thing. But basically theirs is the only “romance” presumably because two men can’t have one. Whatever. Happy Sunday to me. Bigotry lives on folks. And many feel emboldened to be that way these days thanks to the idiot in charge.


I love Chris Evans by the way. Not as much as Chris Pine, obviously, but  adore Chris Evans. He continually stands up for what is right even while being told repeatedly he needs to keep his mouth shut. Captain America indeed.

Yesterday was a fun day of shopping and dinner otherwise and I did get the next chapter of When it Began up.

I’ve taken Wednesday off the this week basically to break up the monotony of work. Call it a mental health day.

As most of you who read this thing know in January I got sick. It lingered and lingered and lingered. To the point I still had the cough into March. This increased my need for my inhaler by quite a bit. I was literally using it several times a day. Sometimes, admittedly, more than was prescribed, but my chest was wheezy and I was having trouble breathing. Saturday night I found an old inhaler of Symbicort in one of my drawers. I wondered if there was anything left and there was, and I admit, probably unwisely, I sucked down one puff of it. It tasted super nasty and I discarded the old inhaler at once. That night before bed I sucked down albuterol. Don’t know if this is coincidence or not but I woke Sunday with no chesty wheeziness for the first time in weeks. And I have not had to use my inhaler since Saturday night. It feels great, frankly, not to have to reach for it at this point. I doubt the Symbicort is related but I did find it interesting.

I am supposed to work on When I Fall in Love next, my Cinderella story, so you can expect that some time in the next day or so.

Have a good week.




Upcoming Stories

As you may or may not know I have a series on AO3 that is Star Trek fairytales. Currently this includes the now legendary, Slave as well as Trading Places, a sort of take on Prince and the Pauper, and the very sad, tragic, Every Four Years, my leap year short.

Look for the next story in the fairytale series coming to an A03 post near you. The next one will be Cinderella, staring our own Jim Kirk as Cinderella, and the Vulcany prince looking for his true love at the ball.


Here’s my sweet peasant


And the Vulcany prince (just imagine ears)


Perfection, right?

When? In the future is all I can say.

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