we wouldn't be so lost to each offering of tenderness and a story
Yesterday was one of those super aggravating days of work where all you can do is grit your teeth and hang on while things beyond your control (plus interfering bosses) make your job a thousand times harder to do. So after work, L. and I met up and I had four happy hour cosmos and a steak dinner and life was much better when I couldn't feel my face. Now I am back at work and the bullshit is starting again. Arranging one meeting of 12 people should not require this amount of effort. Needless to say, I will be really glad when it's 5 pm today.
Here's that first lines meme:
first lines of my last 21 stories, from newest to oldest
1. Bruce is familiar with grief.
2. Bucky wakes to the sound of the coffee grinder, and follows the noise and the scent of freshly ground coffee into the kitchen, where Steve's pouring near-boiling water into the French press.
3. Amy doesn't usually ask for favors, so when she calls and asks Dick if he can swing by Beacon Hills before he comes back from San Francisco, he jots down the details of the case and agrees without hesitation.
4. Steve's a late bloomer, and that goes for being interested in girls as much as everything else.
5. Bucky watches from the sidelines as Steve makes his speech and uses the big ceremonial scissors to cut the ribbon that marks the reopening of the Chelsea Piers after mutant space whales had destroyed it.
6. The package arrives six weeks after Peggy's funeral.
7. After they kill the witch, the townsfolk take them in, grateful for what they've done.
8. Dinner with Melissa is a weekly event now (he doesn't want to think of it as a habit, a routine, as something he takes for granted, because he knows all too well how easily the things you take for granted can be taken away), a bright spot to look forward to while he's catching up on paperwork or slogging through one of Stiles's allegedly healthy yet frequently tasteless meals or tramping through the woods to investigate yet another mauling.
9. "I can't believe she shot me," Bucky says for the third time, shaking his head in disbelief at Steve, who's watching over him with fond amusement.
10. If Jim had known so much Starfleet diplomacy required drinking his face off and then brawling, he'd probably have joined up a lot sooner.
11. Zoe don't get much chance to nurse her man, which is good, because despite patching herself and Mal up over and over again during the war, she ain't the best at it.
12. He doesn't know what to expect when they pick him up.
13. Cassie wakes with the sound of gunfire in her ears, her legs tangling in the sheets as she tries to run and just manages to fall out of bed.
14. Bucky's not sure at first what it is that wakes him, and he lies in the darkness of the tent, hand on his gun and every nerve strung taut.
15. Cassie looks at the papers in her hand and then back at Nick again.
16. "It's 4:45 on Friday afternoon," Wendy says, looking at her watch.
17. Carol finds him in the kitchen, fiddling with the coffee grinder, so he doesn't hear her come in.
18. Jaime finishes his sandwich and says, "Traci's going to be visiting this weekend. I was hoping we could all hang out."
19. For all that Steph had gone to public school in Gotham for most of her life--and if ever there were a place that would embrace corporal punishment for unruly schoolchildren, it'd be Gotham--she doesn't believe the headmaster at St. Hadrian's is actually going to spank her, right up until she's braced against his desk, ass in the air, while he circles her, hands clasped behind his back and sadly familiar look of disappointment on his face.
20. The dye in Johnny's hair grew out a while ago, and he hasn't bothered to redo it; he just cut off the dark parts and gave himself a buzzcut (also growing out now), so he's got his hat pulled down low, covering his hair and shadowing his face, though he's pretty sure no one around here will recognize him.
21. When Darcy accepts the offer to officially become Jane's assistant, she's presented with a stack of paperwork at least an inch thick.
If you want to ask me about any of these, I'll talk about how I came up with it/why I wrote it that way. If I remember.
***
Meanwhile in baseball AU land, I was thinking about the Avengers lineup and came up with this:
1. Bucky Barnes - 2B
2. Peter Parker - CF
3. Sam Wilson - LF
4. Carol Danvers - RF
5. Thor Odinson - 3B
6. Steve Rogers - 1B
7. Natasha Romanoff - C
8. Tony Stark - SS
9. Clint Barton - P
I'm sure there would be fiddling and fine-tuning over the course of the season and depending on how everyone was doing, but it's a pretty stacked lineup. And I think I even managed to figure out how to write this story if that is in fact what I'm going to do. Or at least what the main emotional arc would be.
***
Today's poem:
Olives, Bread, Honey and Salt
The lanes are littered with the bodies of bees.
A torrent took them, swarming in branches
just as the white buds loosened their hearts
of pale yellow powder. Each body is a lover:
the one with skin blank as pages; the one
so moved by the pulse ticking in your throat;
the one who took your lips in his teeth
and wouldn't let go; the one who turned
from you and lay there like a carcass. If we were
made to be whole, we wouldn't be so lost
to each offering of tenderness and a story.
Therefore our greatest longing is our home.
There is always the one bee that circles and circles,
twitching its sodden wings.
~Melissa Stein
***
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Here's that first lines meme:
first lines of my last 21 stories, from newest to oldest
1. Bruce is familiar with grief.
2. Bucky wakes to the sound of the coffee grinder, and follows the noise and the scent of freshly ground coffee into the kitchen, where Steve's pouring near-boiling water into the French press.
3. Amy doesn't usually ask for favors, so when she calls and asks Dick if he can swing by Beacon Hills before he comes back from San Francisco, he jots down the details of the case and agrees without hesitation.
4. Steve's a late bloomer, and that goes for being interested in girls as much as everything else.
5. Bucky watches from the sidelines as Steve makes his speech and uses the big ceremonial scissors to cut the ribbon that marks the reopening of the Chelsea Piers after mutant space whales had destroyed it.
6. The package arrives six weeks after Peggy's funeral.
7. After they kill the witch, the townsfolk take them in, grateful for what they've done.
8. Dinner with Melissa is a weekly event now (he doesn't want to think of it as a habit, a routine, as something he takes for granted, because he knows all too well how easily the things you take for granted can be taken away), a bright spot to look forward to while he's catching up on paperwork or slogging through one of Stiles's allegedly healthy yet frequently tasteless meals or tramping through the woods to investigate yet another mauling.
9. "I can't believe she shot me," Bucky says for the third time, shaking his head in disbelief at Steve, who's watching over him with fond amusement.
10. If Jim had known so much Starfleet diplomacy required drinking his face off and then brawling, he'd probably have joined up a lot sooner.
11. Zoe don't get much chance to nurse her man, which is good, because despite patching herself and Mal up over and over again during the war, she ain't the best at it.
12. He doesn't know what to expect when they pick him up.
13. Cassie wakes with the sound of gunfire in her ears, her legs tangling in the sheets as she tries to run and just manages to fall out of bed.
14. Bucky's not sure at first what it is that wakes him, and he lies in the darkness of the tent, hand on his gun and every nerve strung taut.
15. Cassie looks at the papers in her hand and then back at Nick again.
16. "It's 4:45 on Friday afternoon," Wendy says, looking at her watch.
17. Carol finds him in the kitchen, fiddling with the coffee grinder, so he doesn't hear her come in.
18. Jaime finishes his sandwich and says, "Traci's going to be visiting this weekend. I was hoping we could all hang out."
19. For all that Steph had gone to public school in Gotham for most of her life--and if ever there were a place that would embrace corporal punishment for unruly schoolchildren, it'd be Gotham--she doesn't believe the headmaster at St. Hadrian's is actually going to spank her, right up until she's braced against his desk, ass in the air, while he circles her, hands clasped behind his back and sadly familiar look of disappointment on his face.
20. The dye in Johnny's hair grew out a while ago, and he hasn't bothered to redo it; he just cut off the dark parts and gave himself a buzzcut (also growing out now), so he's got his hat pulled down low, covering his hair and shadowing his face, though he's pretty sure no one around here will recognize him.
21. When Darcy accepts the offer to officially become Jane's assistant, she's presented with a stack of paperwork at least an inch thick.
If you want to ask me about any of these, I'll talk about how I came up with it/why I wrote it that way. If I remember.
***
Meanwhile in baseball AU land, I was thinking about the Avengers lineup and came up with this:
1. Bucky Barnes - 2B
2. Peter Parker - CF
3. Sam Wilson - LF
4. Carol Danvers - RF
5. Thor Odinson - 3B
6. Steve Rogers - 1B
7. Natasha Romanoff - C
8. Tony Stark - SS
9. Clint Barton - P
I'm sure there would be fiddling and fine-tuning over the course of the season and depending on how everyone was doing, but it's a pretty stacked lineup. And I think I even managed to figure out how to write this story if that is in fact what I'm going to do. Or at least what the main emotional arc would be.
***
Today's poem:
Olives, Bread, Honey and Salt
The lanes are littered with the bodies of bees.
A torrent took them, swarming in branches
just as the white buds loosened their hearts
of pale yellow powder. Each body is a lover:
the one with skin blank as pages; the one
so moved by the pulse ticking in your throat;
the one who took your lips in his teeth
and wouldn't let go; the one who turned
from you and lay there like a carcass. If we were
made to be whole, we wouldn't be so lost
to each offering of tenderness and a story.
Therefore our greatest longing is our home.
There is always the one bee that circles and circles,
twitching its sodden wings.
~Melissa Stein
***
This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/559619.html.
people have commented there.