tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122629230688873222024-12-18T22:31:10.778-05:00Ｏ(≧∇≦)Ｏ Pensées d'une MorueBlog personnel d'une fille qui aime les hommes androgynes et qui a beaucoup trop d'imagination. Parfois je suis sérieuse.Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.comBlogger256125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-20892192779806018122015-07-31T13:51:00.003-04:002015-07-31T13:51:59.209-04:00TBT: Ma seconde tentative de livreBonjour, ça fait longtemps que je n'ai pas publier sur ce blog! Je me concentre cette année sur mon nouveau blog d'écrivain, Conatus, oú je travaille sur mon projet PAWW, Pictures Are Worth Writing, mais aujourd'hui j'ai retrouvé ce chapitre tiré d'un livre que j'avais débuté à écrire en 2011, Aujourd'hui, les zombies, sur une invasion de zombies, évidemment, mais qui n'a jamais eu lieu. Le Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-10047158334641072252015-01-02T20:34:00.000-05:002015-01-02T20:34:17.219-05:00PAWW! (Fr + En)Dans mon dernier article, j'ai mentionné un projet d'écriture que je voulais faire portant sur 52 semaines. J'ai créé un nouveau blog sur Wordpress pour le publier, et aussi commencer à neuf un blog d'écrivain. J'ai créé Pensées d'une Folle/Morue quand j'avais 14 ans, je n'avais pas les mêmes intérêts à l'époque.
Je vous invite donc à visiter Conatus, mon nouveau bloye, pour plus Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-86127736163355617762014-12-31T21:34:00.002-05:002015-01-02T00:26:49.642-05:002014's end is nigh (En)Here we are again. The end of another year. We can't say that this year wasn't uneventful, a lot happened, and sadly it seems it was more negative than positive things. Wars, protests, murders; some went public, some others went unnoticed, at least by Canadian media. If you follow the K-Pop industry, lots of shit went down too, lots of bands were disbanded, members left and SM Entertainment stillMaurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-48362370048956493592014-11-23T20:53:00.000-05:002015-04-25T21:09:17.174-04:00Ask-Meme for Writers! (EN)So I've found a writer quiz!! I really like some questions, so I decided do it. ^_^
01:When did you first start writing?
About ten years ago, so when I was 12 years old. It was a Harry Potter fanfiction that I never got to publish, sadly. :P
02:What was your favorite book growing up?
I read hundreds of books during my teen years, I'm not even kidding. I used to contest with a friend for the oneMaurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-3747145138959308572014-11-12T20:39:00.004-05:002014-11-12T20:39:57.580-05:00How do I not like NaNoWriMo 2014 so far (A ramble by yours truly) (En)I'm writing this illegally. I should be working on my NaNoWriMo cause I'm a day late - oops. I absolutely love my story so far, but it's really hard for me to balance quantity and quality. In fact, I don't, thus the reason I'm late. I don't want to write shitty plot just for the sake of my words count, which I believe some people do. It never was my intention, through participating in this Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-55265763290791791092014-10-30T23:34:00.003-04:002014-10-31T00:16:10.200-04:00Halloween incoming! (Fr) Part II
Et voici ma deuxième histoire d'Halloween. Celle-ci est Bones.
"Certaines personnes ne peuvent parfois être sauvées. C'était un fait de la vie, nous attendons la mort depuis la naissance. Nos os sont le centre de notre corps, ses fondations. L'esprit est attiré à eux, l'étreinte alors que la chair les emmitoufle dans un cocon. Si les os sont réunis, l'esprit peut être réattaché à eux, Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-89092446650965381422014-10-28T13:02:00.000-04:002014-10-28T13:02:08.423-04:00Halloween Incoming! (Fr) Partie I
S
C'est l'Halloween vendredi prochain, ma fête préférée! Je peux mettre du sang
partout où je veux et personne dira rien!
Pour l'occasion j'ai décidé de traduire deux de mes
histoires du 100 Theme Challenge que j'ai fait. J'aurais eu le choix de plusieurs histoires, comme je
n'aime pas vraiment écrire dans la dentelle, mais je me suis finalement arrêtée sur deuxMaurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-63215433540590039142014-10-18T12:26:00.001-04:002014-10-18T12:26:43.657-04:00Anxiety and I (Fr + Eng)Je me suis découvert une nouvelle passion depuis août dernier, on est vraiment très proches l'un de l'autre. Cette passion s'appelle l'anxiété, et elle n'est pas tant passionnante que passionée par moi. Bref, lorsque je me couche et que mes pensées commencent à tournoyer dans ma tête sans que je puisse les éteindre, j'écris. J'écris parfois sur mes sentiments par rapport à ma présente situation, Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-81928930460734638122014-10-13T21:13:00.001-04:002014-10-13T21:13:13.483-04:00NaNoWriMo 2014! (Eng + Fr)Hi, long time no see! It's been a while since I wrote anything on this blog, but that doesn't mean I stopped writing in the meantime. I published another Resident Evil fanfiction, and the sequel of the Veredas Contract, titled The Sadler Contract. It's even better than the first story, go read it. ;)
I was kept entertained anyway with work and school, running about 60 hours per week and when I Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-12258298916607277782014-08-17T04:28:00.001-04:002014-08-17T04:28:17.692-04:00100 Theme Challenge Conclusion and Thoughts - A Ramble
I did it. I wrote a hundred stories in more or less a hundred days. I began on April 19th and finished on July 11st, so it's not that bad, right? At first, I was writing two themes in advance, meaning that I was publishing #1 but already working on #3. It worked well until I went to Montreal for my birthday, at the end of May. I wasn't able to keep up and was even late some days. I hate to beMaurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-46975546782861851512014-08-12T03:03:00.002-04:002014-08-12T03:04:56.786-04:00100 Theme Challenge #100
100. Forever
Mister Thompson never had the chance to meet any of the
Collins family members, but he did hear a lot about them. He had moved in this
town a few years ago, and that tall, mansion on the hill always intrigued him.
It was inhabited even though not once had he seen anyone come in or out. The
yard around wasn’t kept clean, and much junk laid around too many frightful
tombstones.
Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-37453630580062414422014-08-09T03:01:00.000-04:002014-08-09T03:01:11.067-04:00100 Theme Challenge #99
99. Ocean
His men were sick. Some even died already. They first
claimed they were tired all the time, even if they'd sleep all day, and then
they began to bleed from their nose and mouth, with dark spots appearing on
their body. Some would lose their teeth, others would simply fall and never get
up. It was frightening for the captain who didn't know what to do or how to
cure the disease. EvenMaurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-42670831772200382782014-08-08T14:13:00.002-04:002014-08-08T14:13:47.879-04:00100 Theme Challenge #98
98. Grandparents
The sun was bright in the sky and the air hot and humid,
almost stuffy. It was hard to even breathe and move around, and I could feel
drops of sweat run down my back. I continued to chop off the tree though,
because this weather meant slower zombies as well, and less danger for me. I
knew I could get too hot and still be in danger, but I kept myself hydrated,
and I had Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-39553464690973987302014-08-07T14:16:00.005-04:002014-08-07T14:23:21.883-04:00100 Theme Challenge #97
Sequel of #50, #51, #52, #54, #60, #68, #69, #70, #73, #74, #76, #79, #81, #88 and #91.
97. Courage
Part XVI - Epilogue
"I thought you'd be happier celebrating the end of your
case with your wife," Kenneth told Jack, eyes unblinking and Jack gulped
down his gin and tonic, eager to feel the burn as it Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-3579910143231829052014-08-06T13:47:00.002-04:002014-08-07T14:17:43.120-04:00100 Theme Challenge #96
96. Sweet
"She said she knew me before!" The stranger
growled at his companion while he continued to stare down at me, his hands
digging into my shoulders. I threw a panicked look at my coworker and tried to
push him away, but he didn't bulge.
"You're hurting me," I said, kicking his shin for
him to let me go. He stumbled back, but from his free will, not because of my
hit. He looked at Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-39606088737789638692014-08-05T02:33:00.001-04:002014-09-28T12:27:12.093-04:00100 Theme Challenge #95
95. Loneliness
Do you come from the stars or rise from the
black pit?
Destiny, bewitched,
follows your skirts like a dog;
You sow at random
joy and disaster,
And you govern all
things but answer for nothing.
Samantha was working as a waitress in a small dinner. Quite
the classic way to start a story, wasn't it? Well, Samantha knew she was better
than serving old sexually Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-64173703677906967982014-08-02T08:23:00.002-04:002014-08-07T14:21:19.881-04:00100 Theme Challenge #94 (18+)
Blame my bro for this one, he's the one who suggested "morning wood".
94. Morning
18+ : Graphic Homoerotic Content (PwP)
It was always a bit odd in Jayden's mind, this whole
concept. He'd jog in the morning to wake himself up and meet some other joggers
who had the same habit than him. To say that he didn't like to take peaks at
people he passed by would be a lie. No, he loved to watch Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-11260314587080705452014-08-01T15:22:00.000-04:002014-08-01T15:22:12.986-04:00100 Theme Challenge #93 (18+)
93. Wild
18+: Drug use and sexual content
The invitation Adam received that morning in his mail surprised him, to say the least. He never expected Mister Black to invite him
to one of his private parties. He knew these weren't beloved by most of the old
people of the high society, because Mister Black's reputation wasn't all…
white, to find a proper term to describe his wild behavior with Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-12409940573443526942014-07-30T16:25:00.003-04:002014-08-07T14:24:47.152-04:00100 Theme Challenge #92 (18+)
92. Run (18+)
Warning: There's a rape tentative mentionned in this story.
Maebh was
living a simple life with her grandmother. She never knew her parents, only
that they’d died when she was really young, and she was numb to the pain of
losing them, since she couldn’t remember their voices, let alone what they
looked like. Her grandmother took care of her all of her life, she was king and
Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-15581712335517319622014-07-30T12:14:00.001-04:002014-08-07T14:22:58.678-04:00100 Theme Challenge #91
Sequel of #50, #51, #52, #54, #60, #68, #69, #70, #73, #74, #76, #79, #81 and #88.
91. Play
Part XV
The killer laughed. His blood was dampening his pants and
spilling slowly on the floor, and all he was doing was laughing? He truly was
mad, Jack thought as he held a hand to his side, gritting his teeth under the Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-65878580466394258012014-07-29T00:21:00.001-04:002014-07-29T00:38:26.355-04:00100 Theme Challenge #90
This acts as a sequel-ish to my story The Cellar. I strongly advise you read it before this one, as you'll understand more the concept and background, even though I tried to summarize a bit in the story.
90. Lost
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
Right now, Thelma Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-66723093361101244272014-07-26T02:48:00.002-04:002014-07-26T02:50:24.827-04:00100 Theme Challenge #89
89. Song (18+)
As Wilfrein entered the
tavern of the small village he's set foot for the night, he was greeted by
laughter and the smell of bile and rot. He was on a journey to deliver a
message from the King, but his destination was far, and his mount couldn't
endure the trip in a lone run, and neither could he. He wasn't the young knight
he once was and his bones couldn't endure the Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-56632492001469358702014-07-25T12:35:00.004-04:002014-07-25T12:41:08.263-04:00100 Theme Challenge #88
Sequel of #50, #51, #52, #54, #60, #68, #69, #70, #73, #74, #76, #79 and #81.
88. Fire
Part XIV
The building was holding up by some magic, Jack though as he
parked not far. Bricks had fallen and were scattered around, making the
scenery of the decayed building even more desolated and macabre. Jack almost
felt at home, Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-21185484341739434922014-07-24T03:05:00.004-04:002014-07-24T03:05:48.345-04:00100 Theme Challenge #87Sequel #23, #25, #85 and #86.
87. Hope
Thomas congratulated Arnaud on his fine building choice,
claiming that it was perfect. For the first time since they met, the trainee
saw him wink at him before he took off to measure the best place to set up the
cage. Dorian and Steve helped to remove the bags out of the truck, before they wondered
how they'd do the same for the Maurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212262923068887322.post-1562765641761454002014-07-23T00:08:00.001-04:002014-07-24T03:01:57.953-04:00100 Theme Challenge #86
Sequel #23, #25 and #85.
86. Ice
Valiente… That name rang no bell in Arnaud's head, but then
again, he wasn't inclined to read every book Thomas was giving him.
"So what do we do?" He asked Thomas.
"If a gargoyle is indeed after you, and it's made of ice…"
Dorian nodded, for he already knew that. He had been a bit
reluctant to come here, but it was Steve's idea, notMaurhuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18108530170569951104noreply@blogger.com0