Writing prompt #4

A snippet of conversation between a wizard and Muggle in a universe where magic is real but Harry Potter is still just a story:

"Is it real or something?"


"Harry Potter?"

"What? No."

"Then why are you always calling things what they do in the books?"

"Because the names sound much cooler."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean... Oh. What's a good example... Amortentia."

"The love potion?"

"Yes. In the books, JK Rowling called the strongest love potion Amortentia. And it's fun to say."

"What do people really call it?"

"A Class-B CMS."


"Controlled Magical Substance."

"That is very boring."

"Yes. There are categories and sub-categories, too. Technically, there's a love potion #9, though it's called a Class-B CMS, category 9, part III. Basically the weakest love potion you can get without adding water."

"Adding water?"

"Mhm. Diluting, you know?"

"Way to standardize, categorize, and completely take the magic out of magic."

"You shouldn't have expected anything else. People are people, and the people in charge like everything neatly labeled and stored in the correct box."

Thoughts from Easter and the joke for the week

It is impossible to eat chocolate bunnies with dignity. You can either begin at the tail or at the ears. Either way, after the first bite, the thing looks horribly misused and the eating quickly degenerates into a lot of gnawing.

It is very nearly the same with gingerbread men, beginning with the head or a limb. I'm of the opinion that these particular treats were made for the cynics forced to attend family functions over the holidays.

And the joke: Why shouldn't use a dull pencil? (Because it's pointless.)
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I made an oops

So, I actually referred to the [Retail Overlord] corporate headquarters as "the overlords" today. To a customer. With my immediate supervisor maybe five feet away.

(Luckily, the customer didn't really get it, and my supervisor has a sense of humor. Crisis averted.)

The figurative stick in the mud

I feel like I'm stagnating. I have stagnated. I am stagnant.

Maybe I just had an off day, but it was the sort of day where I got home from work and I just... It's the sort of day that makes me want to reevaluate things. Change everything. But also change nothing, because it really was almost a fun day at work and I do like the people I'm surrounded by and the things I fill my off-time with and I got some very nice reviews for my latest WIP.

This is where the stagnating thing comes in. I feel stuck, but mostly I don't mind feeling stuck. Until randomly, usually around midnight like it is now, I feel like I'll go crazy if I don't find a new job and a new place and make more of an effort to actually socialize. But tomorrow morning, I'll wake up and I'll have all these things that I'm used to happening and used to doing going on around me and I won't think about it again until near midnight a week or a month from now.

Routine is easy, change is hard, and I just had to write that out for myself tonight.