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The Love of a Lifetime, July 20, 2018

And I couldn’t. That was the truth. I just hoped that when he arrived I would remember his name. His face. Sometimes all there was for me was Spock. If I forget Spock, then please just end this.

He was frowning slightly now.

“What?”

“Through the bond, I feel…you are distressed.”

“It’s nothing, Spock. Just a little…unsure. I don’t want to disappoint you or Suvoc.”

“That is impossible.”

“You know what I mean. My-my memory issues.” I sighed. “God I hate this.”

“Whatever happens, I will be with you until the end,” Spock assured me.

“I know and that’s what bothers me.”

“Jim—”

“I know. You don’t want to hear how I’m a burden to you like this. But I am, honey. And we both know it.”

Friday’s Musings (07/13/2018)

Friday, I finished Unbonded. This story was started at the end of May 2017, but it’s finally complete. I think this was another idea that came out of a one-shot idea that ended up being not a one-shot. I still closed it at under 20,000 words because try as I might, I am not particularly wordy.

That leaves me with the following WIPS:

My Devotion

All I Ever Wanted

The Sight

Young and Beautiful

Idiots in Love

The Love of a Lifetime

Where My Demons Hide

Didn’t We Almost Have It All

What Happened to Spock

Nine Lives

Anything

When I Loved You

The Experiment

Some of those were started quite recently and others have been around for quite a while. In the coming months (July-August) I anticipate having Anything finished and likely Idiots in Love.

This all doesn’t count Bitter Frost, which is still on hiatus and I am unclear if I will ever finish it. I started off with a lot of excitement and enthusiasm for that story but it has quite frankly died. I can’t even say why. So we will see.

When all of these are finished, if I haven’t started yet another story, which you never know about me, I will have to decide if I will continue writing Star Trek fanfiction. I have been at it since 2013 and that’s a long time. I dearly love Star Trek and Kirk and Spock specifically, so it would be hard for me to quit it all together. I can’t keep up with my brain these days. I’m always thinking of new ideas and unable to write them in a timely manner, which has absolutely, clearly, lost me some readership. I’ve seen readers come and go over the years, which I think is normal for this type of thing, but I also know there are those still on the site that have given up on reading my work. I may be fooling myself, but I don’t think it’s that my quality has gone down, but rather they don’t want to follow ongoing stories. I do understand that. And you never know if someone will disappear without ever finishing a story you’ve spent months investing reading in only to have them give up or die or whatever. I get it. I do.

August is a crazy busy month for me though, especially weekends, so I will do my best to keep updates coming as regularly as I can manage them and my sanity.

Weatherwise, in my neck of the woods, we are having typical July weather, 90s. We are having a little atypical humidity too but it’s manageable. At least, so far, knock on wood, my AC still works. You may or may not recall the horror of the dead AC last year during a beastly heatwave. It cost $500 to fix and the AC dude said that our AC was old and would only last another couple of years.

I have already bought a Christmas decoration. Yes, I know. But it was a Christmas in July sale and he was this really cool snowman. I’m not usually fond of those AT ALL but this one was cool and is battery operated and lights up, etc. I am looking forward to showing him off come Christmas. Which reminds me! I also have the Christmas story I am working on as well as the Old Married Spirk. Oiye. Only one Christmas story this year though. It’s shaping up to be a story with only Jim and Spock as the characters, so that’s kind of nice.

 

 

The Love of a Lifetime, Continuing Story

Sometimes I ask for death. Not in front of Spock. That would be too much. Too cruel. But to myself. I didn’t think I would have to face this.

And now I am.

Would it have been better to be lost during a mission saving others as the other Kirk was? I sometimes think…

“Jim?”

Judging by the edge of panic I detected in Spock’s voice he was concerned again. I must have spaced out.

Space.

I missed it.

I smiled, didn’t know if it was forced. No longer cared really. I squeezed his hand. “Right here, Spock.”

The Love of a Lifetime, continuing story

I’m losing my mind.

It’s strange knowing. Sometimes I know. I think. Other times I think whatever I am thinking is normal, even when on some level I maybe know it is not. Spock says I get worse as the sun goes down. Sun Downers. And worse when I am alone. This means Spock is either trapped to constantly stay with me or he has to get me a “baby sitter”.

I try to convince him to put me in some sort of facility where he will no longer be so burdened with me. But if one thing has remained the same, it is that Spock remains very stubborn.

We will not be separated.

So he says. And so we will not be. Until I unburden him with my death. Whenever that is.

Old Married Spirk Continuation

Jim stayed very close to Spock as they went to the small restaurant and ordered their usual favorites. Biscuits and gravy as well as hash browns for Jim and a vegetable frittata with fruit for Spock. They’d been going there for years. Back when Jim was still an active admiral.

Spock was aware he had it much better with his beloved than his counterpart had. The Ambassador’s t’hy’la had been lost to him when Jim was only in his sixties. Spock’s beloved was now in his seventies and their years together were amazing.

He hoped to have many years still to come with Jim. With Khan’s blood, it was possible. His only regret was the deterioration of Jim’s mind. But the Vulcan healers wished to try something for Jim that they thought might help, according to their son, so Suvoc was going to come and help convince Jim to go to New Vulcan to be evaluated. Jim could still be incredibly obstinate, perhaps more so with his lapses.

Old Married Spirk Continuation

Down in the street, in front of their apartment, Spock’s gaze searched for his husband. He did not see Jim anywhere.

Normally when given the choice, Jim would go right. But if Jim left the apartment to go to the place he liked to get food from for breakfast, that was left.

Spock went left and made it half a block when he saw Jim, his beautiful, wonderful, sweet husband, wearing brown slacks that were really too big for him now, a brown plaid flannel shirt, and a brown cardigan sweater. He was looking around the crowded area looking frightened and uncertain.

He hurried to him, not wanting to waste any time reaching him.

“Jim!”

Jim turned in relief at the sound of Spock’s voice. His eyes began to fill with tears. “Spock! Spock. I-I got lost.”

Spock enveloped him into his arms, holding him close against him, breathing him in. “It is all right, darling. I am here now.”

“I-I went to get breakfast. I can’t find the place. Is it gone? Did it move?”

He was shaking and Spock almost gave into a very emotional display of his own.

“No, kanbu.” He framed Jim’s face and kissed him. “Do not fret so. I am here and it is all right.”

Jim nodded.

“If you still want to pick up breakfast, I will take you there.”

“I wanted to surprise you.”

Spock smiled gently. “I was very surprised.”

Jim smiled back and slid his hands over to Spock’s holding them. “I should have just woke you up and had you come with me.”

“Indeed. Next time you will.” He kept Jim’s hand in his as they made their way to the breakfast place that had breakfast to go.

Ramblings June 26, 2018

I’m very pleased to have finished You’re in My Veins. Like most stories involving my boys, I probably could have gone on forever, or at least a few years. But I felt I had come to a place where I at least could end it.

That leaves only The Experiment left for my current WIPS for the Professor-Cadet series which is now up to like 21 stories. I am sure I will think of more because honestly those stories, set in the Academy, are my wheelhouse. I love the idea of getting them together at this point.

Not sure if I will get the next part of OMS ready for Friday but I will try.

Next up on updates is Where My Demons Hide. I left it at a very dark place and that’s going to continue but next chapter is going to be very much Spock/Kirk centered. I’ve started it, in fact started it not long after finishing the last chapter, but it’s not ready by any means, nor will it be until next week.

I have an idea for a one-shot too that I hope to start in the not too distant future but I am determined that it will be a one-shot and not go on forever and ever. LOL

Hard to believe next week is the 4th of July already. As I think I mentioned, on the evening of the 3rd we go to M’s cousin who lives in a city that does their fireworks on the 3rd. Weird, but true, and they have done that for years and years. Back in the old days it was free to get into the park near where they let them off and so we often attended with a group of friends. We’d bring blankets and KFC. It was fun. So many years ago now, really, that one of my friends who we used to go with passed away over ten years ago now, so yeah, long time we used to do that. They never put on the best show ever, but it was good. And free at a time where my own city was not (they are now). Then they began to charge and oddly enough it got busier than when it was free. It became such a hassle to get in there and get out that we all sort of mutually decided not to go.

Then M’s cousin started renting a place in the hills of the city and she had the perfect view of the fireworks the city lets off without all the hassle of the crowds. We could cook our own food, drink, play with the doggy she has. All in all a way better experience. We’ve been doing it there ever since.

On the 4th, we will have a bbq at the sister’s house in our own city. Sometimes we walk down to the park that they have the fireworks at and sometimes we watch from her house. Not sure what we will do this year. But the show is one of the best you’ve ever seen. A few years back they had a disaster involving exploding fireworks (no one was killed or maimed or anything) but they had to cancel as we were all sitting there waiting. It was something because as we were walking back to her house the news helicopters were everywhere.

Anyway, I’m blathering. It’s probably my favorite part of summer. Once that passes I am always eager for my favorite time to arrive, Autumn and the holidays! Alas, summer continues merrily burning on! HA

Last week I was talked into seeing Solo. It was okay. Better than I expected and pretty decent if I pretended he had nothing to do with Harrison Ford’s character, ha ha. I liked it better than Rogue One which I hated. This week we will be seeing Ocean’s 8.

Finally finished reading Needful Things. One of Stephen King’s long novels. It’s really sad how the people turn on each other and murder each other in a mob frenzy. I was glad to see some of my favorites in the story actually survived but some of the deaths and some of what went on, just terrible. You’d like to think people are better than that, but in today’s modern times, I can’t think that anymore.

That will be all until next week (unless OMS is updated Friday). Take care everyone and please be careful out there.

100 Words Continuation, June 26 2018

When Spock next opened his eyes, he was alone in bed.

“Jim?” he questioned loudly. He listened for the sound of the shower. There was nothing.

It was rare these days that his husband rose before him. In the first days of their bond, Jim’s sleep was often interrupted and he’d be up before Spock.

He could hear nothing from the other parts of the apartment.

Throwing back the covers, Spock rose from the bed, already running to the living room and kitchen.

“Jim! Jim!”

The apartment was empty.

Spock’s heart began to pound in panic.

He hurried back to the bedroom to change to go look for Jim. His fear increased when he spotted Jim’s communication device on the table by their bed.

“T’hy’la, where are you?”

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