oops
I just realized that I will probably be travelling all day tomorrow except for the bits I'm at work. So, Day 6 now, because it's after midnight and i've just finished packing.
Also, saraah, YOUR CARD CAME TODAY IT IS PRECIOUS! also, yes, we need to get dinner sometime!
pinkpapyrus's Sparkly Fic Meme
Day One: Write ten lines of dialogue between two characters who had drunken sex last night and are not talking about it. Ever.
Day Two: Write a scene in four sentences in which two characters bond over something that would seem trivial to a passerby.
Day Three: Write seven sentences from the perspective of a passerby witnessing Day Two's scene.
Day Four: Write a character's reaction to someone's love confession in one sentence.
Day Five: Write a scene in eight sentences in which someone's going through his/her version of "It's a Wonderful Life."
Day Six: Write a scene in six sentences in which a character is searching for someone in the last moments of the end of the world.
Day Seven: Write a breakup scene in three sentences without giving the reason for it or using dialogue.
Day Eight: Write two characters' second kiss in two sentences. -
Day Nine: Ask flist for prompts. Write one sentence each for the first five prompts you receive.
Day Ten: Use these lyrics as a prompt: "There's only now/There's only here/Give in to love/Or live in fear" ("Another Day" from RENT) and write a story in nine sentences.
Super Bonus Challenge: Use a different pairing/character each day.) but i am not doing that because i think it will actually be more challenging for me to stick with one.
Arthur leaves his die in a pile of rubble in what used to be their apartment. He notices he doesn't have it when he gets to the corner, fingers searching it out in his pockets on instinct and habit, and in a flash of memory, he sees it, left on the table by the bed, which is probably not a table any longer, just like the room is rubble instead of a room. The street is a scene of destruction and chaos: people are screaming and crying and stumbling around looking lost, and there is a yawning fissure running down the middle of the street, what's left of the tiny European cars that are usually parked half on the street and half on the sidewalk tipped drunkenly all over what's left of the pavement. Further away, behind the newly broken skyline, half the city seems to be on fire, smoke and alarms and the ominous orange glow of a really big house fire spreading out across that whole arc of the horizon. Arthur consigns the die, and their apartment, and the whole damn city to his mental list of lost and abandoned things, and keeps picking his way through the pandemonium.
Eames had just stepped out to get another pack of cigarettes from the shop on the next street, not ten minutes before the world buckled and twisted around them all, and Arthur doesn't care if the world is fucking ending as long as he finds Eames alive before it does.
Also, saraah, YOUR CARD CAME TODAY IT IS PRECIOUS! also, yes, we need to get dinner sometime!
pinkpapyrus's Sparkly Fic Meme
Day One: Write ten lines of dialogue between two characters who had drunken sex last night and are not talking about it. Ever.
Day Two: Write a scene in four sentences in which two characters bond over something that would seem trivial to a passerby.
Day Three: Write seven sentences from the perspective of a passerby witnessing Day Two's scene.
Day Four: Write a character's reaction to someone's love confession in one sentence.
Day Five: Write a scene in eight sentences in which someone's going through his/her version of "It's a Wonderful Life."
Day Six: Write a scene in six sentences in which a character is searching for someone in the last moments of the end of the world.
Day Seven: Write a breakup scene in three sentences without giving the reason for it or using dialogue.
Day Eight: Write two characters' second kiss in two sentences. -
Day Nine: Ask flist for prompts. Write one sentence each for the first five prompts you receive.
Day Ten: Use these lyrics as a prompt: "There's only now/There's only here/Give in to love/Or live in fear" ("Another Day" from RENT) and write a story in nine sentences.
Super Bonus Challenge: Use a different pairing/character each day.) but i am not doing that because i think it will actually be more challenging for me to stick with one.
Arthur leaves his die in a pile of rubble in what used to be their apartment. He notices he doesn't have it when he gets to the corner, fingers searching it out in his pockets on instinct and habit, and in a flash of memory, he sees it, left on the table by the bed, which is probably not a table any longer, just like the room is rubble instead of a room. The street is a scene of destruction and chaos: people are screaming and crying and stumbling around looking lost, and there is a yawning fissure running down the middle of the street, what's left of the tiny European cars that are usually parked half on the street and half on the sidewalk tipped drunkenly all over what's left of the pavement. Further away, behind the newly broken skyline, half the city seems to be on fire, smoke and alarms and the ominous orange glow of a really big house fire spreading out across that whole arc of the horizon. Arthur consigns the die, and their apartment, and the whole damn city to his mental list of lost and abandoned things, and keeps picking his way through the pandemonium.
Eames had just stepped out to get another pack of cigarettes from the shop on the next street, not ten minutes before the world buckled and twisted around them all, and Arthur doesn't care if the world is fucking ending as long as he finds Eames alive before it does.