Three, no four things I have been obsessing over today...
Um, you may have not noticed, but I have a ridiculous amount of basically useless trivia floating around in my head. So, if you're interested, this is what I have been obsessing over today...
( Obsessive AND Compulsive, but it doesn't bother me... )
( Obsessive AND Compulsive, but it doesn't bother me... )
Yep. I can totally see Cook falling at that EXACT moment - whew! Truly, he has an awful lot of vim and vinegar; he must be a very bouncy boy!
By the way, did you notice my completely correct comma usage, not to mention, my masterful semi-colon?
Haha.
I am sorry to disagree with you on the 'atmosphere' point. He does indeed give it a rock-star twist, however, it still doesn't rhyme.
The 'tonight' though, I assume that he must have been having a bad night or else he may have wanted loony fan-girls to make mondegreens with his lyrics. (The famous "Norwegian Wood - Knowing She Would" ploy.)
I thought about doing a light domestic!fic colour story about Archie giving homes to lonely homeless insects, and trying to make sure they each had adequate company of their own colour, until Cook finally loses his cool stumbling over one-too-many critter-keepers.
And I thought of YOU researching the bugs! This, BTW, indirectly led me via: frogs, jellies, and octopii, to cuttlefish.
But then I realized that a. it's a totally silly idea, and, b. Mamie and you were both doing the challenge, and I didn't want to be shown up quite that badly.
I can't wait to see your Colours, (and your British spelling is refreshing, darling) I wonder if I'll be able to spot what is making you unhappy?
Most likely not. Your writing is too fucking fabulous. Even your not-best writing is stratospherically excellent:-)
Love,
Renata
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"Atmos-faire?" Don't you hear it? ;p
And, bb, I am certain your bug story will be awesome. PLEASE write it. I would be sooo sad if my fic put you off! (+tries emotional blackmail+) srsly, you shd write, bb. I'll totally help (cept I am not doing BUG research, even for you!).
Colours fic is up. I kind of struggled with the song for the Red Windmill (did Francophone you get my Moulin Rouge reference?), and I was a little intimidated by JR so, while I couldn't +not+ write it after the OC idea struck me, I am not sure my peaceful little drabble did it justice. And Blue Movie fought with me for a long time, sigh. Yellow, Green and Purple wrote themselves like good little drabbles.
Yes, my British spelling insists on "Colours", sorry. Also, it seems, American rainbows have no indigo in them, wtf is up with that! (Anally, I included an indigo drabble - which was the hardest one of all!)
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I hear the 'at-mos-faire' that he tries to fob off as a proper rhyme, but it's still not quite right.
Underwear, on the other hand is perfect.
Let's see what else would work...
I crawl into your arriere...
Ar*riere"\, n. [F. arri[`e]re. See Arrear.] "That which is behind"; the rear; -- chiefly used as an adjective in the sense of behind, rear, subordinate.
or,
I crawl into your derriere...
or possibly,
I crawl into your ... austere...
You know, I like the plain English of underwear the best. But I must admit, derriere has style:-)
Blue might have been a bitch to write, but it was really really good. I liked it a lot.
OC, that one was not as intense, but it did capture some of the flavour of Journey Roads, and the end was... *Mwah*!
OF COURSE I caught the Moulin ROUGE! I even forgot that Americans would probably miss it!
No indigo? WTF? You can't skip a colour of the rainbow... it is not SUBJECTIVE at ALL. It's like making Pi = 3!
It's just not cricket!
Ah, those crazy Americans, with their skipping and simplifying. Wherefore art thou darkest indigo, beloved shorn "U" in color, flavor, honor, and so so many more words?
(Do you know that my spell-checker doesn't even know the word 'shorn'? It probably thinks it's 'sheared'! Tsk!
Thank you for the kind words regarding my punctuation, but I am a novice lightweight next to Lynn Truss, before whom I bow down in worship. Really.
Is it true that lawyers avoid, distrust and fear the overworked comma? It is a tricksy little bugger, that is for sure.
Sorry, my little buggy fic is gone, but I am about 400 words into Descent 18. Johns, Cook and Carly are so much fun to write!
Okay, more seriously dear... (Skip all of next bit if you may be triggered by sexual and domestic violence. I MEAN it.)
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Lire's Bruise was amazing and awful. I actually had flashback pain and nausea reading the bleeding post-anal-rape shower section. Yes, that happened too, including a long tear that got infected and didn't heal for months (but finally did with no medical attention). I could not sit comfortably for months and months.
I sent Lire a congratulatory PM, but now I am afraid it was too much, and she'll think I'm crazy, even though I thought it was uplifting when I write it, which is pretty twisted in and of itself..
Do you mind seeing if I may have traumatized her inadvertently? If yes then thank you very much.
If yes OR no,
With much love,
Renata
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This is the note:
Subject: Praise for the terrifying perfection of "Bruise".
Lire darling,
I am hoping and praying that somehow you are pulling this horrifying accuracy from your imagination. I pray to the Mother that you don't know about this from the inside. It's TERRIFYINGLY accurate.
I swear that you have described in point form, the 14 years I spent loving, and then fearing, and then hating a monster... most of it in marital captivity and under husbandly guard... for LOVE supposedly... what a SICK joke that is.
Everything that David went through, so did I, every, every, every single thing.
So, in my mind, this is what happens next.
Cook find's David before he manages to die, after all Tylonal isn't very effective and he goes to the hospital. Then Cook charms everyone into sympathizing with him about caring for his beloved but crazy partner.
No one is allowed to talk to him, or see him alone anymore because now Cook is scared that David might say 'abuse' and be believed. (But that won't happen, because doesn't think this is abuse, it's (fill in the blank).
David's emails, letters, phone-calls and public appearances are scrutinized and monitored.
He isn't allowed to see his family anymore, and his family is told that David hates them and blames them for his pain. So they stop calling or visiting, not wanting to make him feel worse.
The next time it's closer. He saves 250 tablets of his medication and almost manages it.
Sadly, he is found again.
Then it could go down one of two paths.
Either he makes a fool-proof plan where no rescue is possible. He waits and waits, not really wanting to take that last step, but one day when it's just too much, he leaves the house, goes somewhere very remote, and does something instantly final.
On the tougher path, he somehow he pulls what's left of his shredded sense-of-being together, and asks for help from someone who really CAN help him, and he is brutally honest, and gets safe.
I think David would make the second choice, and eventually start to heal, even though damage like that is forever. He builds a life worth living; he focuses on helping others, healing, sharing his music, peace, safety, quietude, and living a small but graceful life.
Eventually, he is glad he didn't manage to end his life, because even when there seem to be no choices, there are, if you can just endure and survive long enough.
Very very terrifyingly well done dear.
Love,
Mother Endurance
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And I totally shd hv emailed to to warn you, but I stupidly forgot and fell asleep instead.
I am SO glad you're okay, babe. It was beyond difficult for +me+ to read, and so I can only imagine how gut-wrenching and triggering it must have been for you. GOD. I have no words, okay?
+holds you endlessly, trying to erase the pain+
You know that you are totally my hero, for having survived this, my dear; and your being able to read this and to send Maria this note speaks volumes about that strength.
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I think it is amazing of you to be concerned about her!
(Tries hard to not wish for +someone+ to be buggered with a large implement.)
On a lighter note, I think derriere is perfect!
Wasn't sure everyone wld get the "Red Windmill", but I was sure you would! I have been there, and saw its awesome tackiness ;)
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