well behaved women

Meme! Sort of? I made it up, does it count? Sum up your main original character in a single sentence. Straight-forward or whimsical as you please.


Helena, who likes to hunt bunnies in the dark of the night.

Courtney, who is adapting to getting blood all over her favorite shoes.

Alice, who really wants less mayhem in her tea.

Suzannah, who favours Hell for the company.

August, who finds it best to always be someone else.

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The Girl who Wore Blue Eyes

Once there was a girl.

She was a small girl, and a tidy one, and she kept her shoes shined and her skirts ironed and her little bag full of glass jars. She had shining dark hair and small neat hands, and she did not smile often. She was a very grave little girl, and she thought highly of her dignity.

And she collected eyes.

She collected them as other girls collected flowers and purses and kisses, all in her little glass jars, one by the other. No one was sure how, as she did not pluck them from skulls and steal them from beasts, but no one could deny that they stared curiously from the little jars, taking in the world with a gravity that sometimes seemed ill fitting to a small and bright faced girl, but sat very well on this dignified medley of gazes.

She collected round protruding frog eyes, and goat's eyes with their blocky pupils, and a serpent's dark veiled stare. She collected those of fish, never-flinching, and carefully misted them with water each morning. She found the many faceted glance of flies, and stored away the inquisitive gaze of a vulture. She was positively fond of them, and very devoted to her task.

This was, of course, because she had none at all of her own.

OMG she is so pretty.

Alice Greczyn, playing Helena Maddox in the theater of my head. I've been struggling to buckle down to my of_ficathon request, which boils down to 'no slash, werewolf involved love triangle.' I wrote the first part a while ago, and then left it to gather dust, but the realization that I have to finish it up before I let myself work on the 'stuffed animals vs vampire' story has put the spurs to me.

ETA: I've got a title! artillie: Bite at the Moon

First draft presents this: werewolf girl with robin for pet, who lives sometimes at her wolf Uncle's home and sometimes with a pair of human parents. She's decided that she needs to attend high school, laboring under the mistaken assumption that high school is a worthy learning environment and also that her Uncle will hesitate to bend laws for her comfort. No, she's going to go down there, absorb useful book smarts, and most of all not eat anyone.

She's grown out of chewing on anything that looks interesting. Mostly.

( snippet from chapter one... )