“There is no instinct like that of the heart” -Lord Byron Entry!

[imood mood at time of entry: happy]

Now that I have effectively scared everyone away from my journal/entries, with the exceptions of Chaos, and hopefully everyone on my friends’ list, I suppose that I could write a nicer entry. =D

I just got done writing an entry for the HPFandom competition entitled , “Famous Last Words.” I decided to look through the available competitions while I was there deleting stories that needed heavy editting. I saw the quotes, and I just started writing for nearly two hours. The story has to be at least 900 words long, but not over 20,000. I am certain that I made the 900 word count.

I have sent the story off to be beta’d by Elanor Isolda. Hopefully, she will find the time to look over it for me so that I can get it submitted. I cannot post the story anywhere else until the contest is closed. That will be more than another month away. =(

I chose:

“There is no instinct like that of the heart” -Lord Byron

as my first entry.

I plan to/want to use:

“Like the measles, love is most dangerous when it comes late in life.” -Lord Byron

“Can one desire too much of a good thing?” -Shakespeare

for the next entries. I am excited about writing now after that therapeutic Freddy entry. I feel so much lighter, like this was a hurdle to be dealt with. I have faced an issue, rather than running from it. Needless to say, I am pretty gosh darned proud of myself.

So, I wrote that little piece. I am writing on a Gilderoy Lockhart/Severus Snape story which is moving along at a slow, but steady pace. It will not be long at all, and I know how I want it to work out.

The other current story that I am writing is not being written on, but I do think about it. *sighs* I have way too WIPs going on. They will all be finished sooner or later, I suppose.

Here is a small bit from the Heart/Instinct story:

Severus tried to tell himself that the dreams and palpitations at the barest brushes of bare skin in passing meant absolutely nothing. But even as the words formed in his mind, his heart thumped a rhythm for her alone in protest.

I am so girly! to have written that! *squee* But I do feel the need to be light and no longer be embarrassed about my writing. We can’t all be super serious all of the time, and I need to embrace my girly/dorky/fangirly tendencies more often in the open. *cough* In my journal/stories *cough* I hardly ever go nuts and *squee* and *laugh* in my journal anymore. There was a time when it was everywhere! *lol*

I also like the final line:

“Severus, we cannot help who we love, and we cannot control every tide of emotion,” Minerva halted at the door with her hand on the knob, and her wand readied to cancel the Silencing Charm as she left. “For there is no instinct like that of the heart.”

So “cliche’d”, but I love it anyway. More girly celebration! Oh, I had to use the quote as the very last line on my story, so that is why it is where it is.

The rules asked that I did not post the story anywhere else, but it did not say anything about small sentences. I suppose that I am not breaking the rules. Even if I were, it would not be anything new to me. *snort*

I guess that I will get some sleep now, as I need to get up in a little while to get ready for work and whatnot. Have a great day everyone! *grins happily in a wholly satisfied manner*

Danielle