Writing contests, word limits, and Bungie — oh my!

Recently, Bungie, er, The Black Garden (a group over at bungie.net) ran a contest: write a >300 word story about this image from Destiny. I didn’t win the contest, but I did find it fun to try to write for a world we know practically nothing about.

I wrote two ficlets. I ultimately chose the second one to submit for the contest, but I’ll admit, the first one is far closer to my normal writing style.

“It’s not much further.” The Warlock’s voice echoed off the ruins.

A trio of humans walked down the forgotten hallways. Whispers of humanity’s greatness wisped by them; ruins from a time when their ancestors had dominated the skies.

“I don’t like it here.” The Titan’s grip on his gun was tighter than normal.

“Did someone forget to pack their security cape with them?” The Hunter smirked under her helmet.

“The Cabal are congregating outside and we’re stuck in here because you think we need to find this loot,” he countered.

“I don’t think, I know.”

“Maybe this is one time we should let it go.” The Warlock stepped in the Hunter’s path. Her cape whipped around her as a gust of wind blew past them. “There are more things important than credits.”

“Tell that to me the next time our ship needs an upgrade. Or when Mr. Trigger Happy needs to restock his ammo supply.” She stepped around her. “We’re doing this.”

“It doesn’t mean I have to like it.” The Titan looked around. “We need to take our time or we will be putting ourselves in unnecessary risk.”

“And standing around here does what? Ghost can only so much from this distance.”

“Perhaps if you decided to pool in your hard-earned credits into some software upgrades I could be of more assistance,” the AI said coolly.

“That’s not what I–” The Hunter stopped suddenly and turned slightly.

“What do you hear?”

The question had barely passed through the Warlock’s lips when a duo of Cabal seemed to appear from nowhere. The fireteam’s argument was quickly forgotten as they readied their weapons and take aim at the enemy.

It was time for them to do what they did best.

It was time for them to fight.


They speak to her, these walls of old.

They testify of humanity’s greatness.

And of its defeat.

Rust-covered sand has blanketed the once-proud building. Time has not been kind to these ruins on Mars.

The rest of her fireteam are several yards ahead of her, scanning the area for any signs of the Cabal. They are at risk here, sifting through the abandoned buildings, but they need to score more loot if they are to get off this forsaken planet.

A glimmer of something on the ground catches her eye. She kneels down; her green cape pools around her feet. She reaches underneath the sand and pulls out the shiny object. It is some kind of metal, shaped like an eagle, holding arrows in its talons.

Not for the first time, she wonders about her ancestors and their ruinous past.

She stands up, clutching the trinket and makes her way back to her teammates.

“Do you think it’s worth anything?” The Hunter gives her a sideways glance.

“Probably not. But, I want to keep it. For myself.”

Her declaration doesn’t surprise either of them. Her curiosity of humanity’s history is no secret.

A familiar rumble beyond the dilapidated walls fills the air. The Cabal are there. She knows they have little time to collect the loot before they are discovered.

She shoves the metal in her pouch. Then, she reaches around and grabs her rifle, ready to fight. Her teammates mirror her movements as they push forward.

She doubts if she’ll ever learn the truth about what happened to her ancestors, but she knows that this time things are different. The Traveler can’t protect them. It is up to her and her fellow Guardians to ensure humanity’s safety.

This is their destiny.

And she would have it no other way.


I think that’s all I’m going to manage to write for Destiny right now — at least until more information comes down the pipeline. That doesn’t mean that I’m going to stop being creative when it comes to Bungie though…

Yes, it's a mini pillow. (Or, a plushie. You decide.)
Yes, it’s a mini pillow. (Or, a plushie. You decide.)

Game time!

So, after months of trying to figure out what I was going to make my little sister for her wedding, I finally figured it out.

A giant pillow that looked like a NES controller.

Look at those classic colors!

I had attempted to make one years ago, but let’s just say it didn’t work out and leave it at that.

My very high tech template.

After I picked up the fabric and pillow form, I drew out my “fancy” template on some notebook paper and set to work. My scissors and rotary cutter became my friends as we worked together to creating awesomeness. After that, it was time to whip out the iron. I went ahead and used an iron-on adhesive. (I like the clean look of not seeing any thread.)


Once the main controller part was finished, I went to piecing the sides and ran that sucker through the sewing machine. Then, I stitching the backing to it. I battled bravely with the pillow form. (My husband had to help get the pillow in the last two inches of the case because my arm was too short, LOL). Then, it was slipstitching time.


The end result? A pretty sweet looking pillow, if I do say so myself!

I posted the progress on Instagram and was tickled by the response of the people there. A couple were interested in (maybe) buying one of their own. (I was surprised by that!) I don’t ever plan to list them on Etsy– except as commission pieces. But, if you want one of your own, you can find out the details (including price and contact info over on my Instagram account.)

All in all, I’m just thrilled that I was able to finish a project with relative success. After the botched Destiny x-stitch that took over half my summer, it’s nice to know I still have some crafting skills still in me. 😀 😀

Heroes in a half-sheet…

So, my husband is like super talented when it comes to making cakes. He’s made R2-D2, Perry the Platypus, and the Captain America shield. For our daughter’s birthday, he tackled making Donatello from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles popping out of the sewer.

The first thing he did was to create the manhole cover which he did with lots of white chocolate (almost two bags), a little bit of fondant, and some edible color spray.


Then, it was a lot of coloring and rolling out fondant, trimming of cake, carefully stacking the delicious goodies. He used a total of four 8″ round cakes (two for the hole, two for Donnie’s head).


The whole project took about three hours (minus cooking time) and the taste was delicious!