Another mixed entry.
Today's quote (because I felt it was worth considering):
"Defend the small spaces, don't run with scissors, and remember that there is often an unexpected chocolate, [...] And never resist a perfect moment."
- Terry Pratchett, Thief of Time.
I have much love for that book. Particularly for using chocolate to kill robed inhuman figures. Genocide by chocolate... Mwahahaha. Only that was in another one of the Death books.
My Snape/Lupin story has snippets. And it's not going to be happy. Only circe_tigana showed that the pairing could be summed up in two words.
*snerk* Whoever made that anagram for Severus Snape to be Perseus Evans, you owe me my brain, thanks. *grins* I've written a page of refill on the idea, because the kid decided he wasn't going to leave my head. And here's an excerpt, just for my own amusement later:
"Perseus Evans was quite a small boy for his age. He had lank black hair, pale skin, and a permanently worried look. His bright green eyes unnerved people.
Strange things seemed to happen when he was around, his family had noticed. On one memorable occasion, a mass of snakes had tangled themselves in Lola's hair, while Perseus looked on, terrified yet unable to move. No one knew where the snakes had come from.
Now, things seemed to be normal. Perseus was in his room with his friend Sam, playing with card towers. Perseus' towers seemed to last an incredibly long time before falling in an interesting way, but that could have been luck. Had you asked, Perseus would have shrugged, given a "who, me?" look, and carried on with his game soon after.
The world waited, because it knew how stories should go.
Mrs. Cordelia Morgan sat at her computer. She typed another few lines and took a sip of coffee. Bother, she thought, and deleted the last sentence. She walked upstairs to answer a call of nature.
The world held its breath, as though waiting for the punchline.
Sam noticed that Perseus had worn a bemused smile just before the shriek.
"Percy!" Cordelia shouted, "Why is there an owl in my bathtub, and toothpaste all over the dresser?"
"You should go," Perseus told Sam. He picked up the cards from the floor and gave them to her. She smiled at him, and made for the door. He trudged up the stairs, dreading what he knew would happen.
And the world laughed. It liked stories to work, and this one had just started..."
*hangs head* It's just wrong, how I don't even have to imagine some characters. Well, not actively. Some I have to think hard about before I know who they are, and some are just /there/, without any thought at all. Impulses are fun to write for that reason. You have 2 minutes to write anything, based on one word.
Two
"You fought two bosses, and didn't lose any lives?" Sam sounded incredulous. "How'd you manage that?"
"I don't know," Perseus said, shrugging. It was the truth.
"Beginner's luck," Sam said. She grinned. "Give you a game?"
"Sure."
He let her win, though, because it was more fun.
It's not the best, but it is quite cute. And why do I know my characters' reactions to certain things? 'Cos I do know that Lola would be complaining and wanting to play Sam, and Percy would just let her. He'd sit back and think about things, possibly giving help to whoever was losing.
In other news, I'm rereading American Gods, because it's good. The front cover says "As good as Steven King, or your money back", which is a bit of a laugh. Neil Gaiman doesn't have annoying bracketed thought patterns, that make me have fifth or sixth thoughts* just by reading it. Also, while American Gods does have its disgusting moments, it doesn't seem as... pointlessly disgusting. And the bit with the Ifrit would be slash, if published fiction could be. It mixes lovely description with action and disturbing things in ways that make it right.
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*Second thoughts are thinking again about something. Third thoughts are thinking about the way you're thinking. Fourth thoughts are thinking about how no one thinks in brackets out loud like that. Fifth thoughts are when you realise that you are actually thinking like that, because of the damn book. And sixth thoughts are the ones that say "Forget about it. Have some tea and try not to think about blue polar bears. It's easier."
"Defend the small spaces, don't run with scissors, and remember that there is often an unexpected chocolate, [...] And never resist a perfect moment."
- Terry Pratchett, Thief of Time.
I have much love for that book. Particularly for using chocolate to kill robed inhuman figures. Genocide by chocolate... Mwahahaha. Only that was in another one of the Death books.
My Snape/Lupin story has snippets. And it's not going to be happy. Only circe_tigana showed that the pairing could be summed up in two words.
*snerk* Whoever made that anagram for Severus Snape to be Perseus Evans, you owe me my brain, thanks. *grins* I've written a page of refill on the idea, because the kid decided he wasn't going to leave my head. And here's an excerpt, just for my own amusement later:
"Perseus Evans was quite a small boy for his age. He had lank black hair, pale skin, and a permanently worried look. His bright green eyes unnerved people.
Strange things seemed to happen when he was around, his family had noticed. On one memorable occasion, a mass of snakes had tangled themselves in Lola's hair, while Perseus looked on, terrified yet unable to move. No one knew where the snakes had come from.
Now, things seemed to be normal. Perseus was in his room with his friend Sam, playing with card towers. Perseus' towers seemed to last an incredibly long time before falling in an interesting way, but that could have been luck. Had you asked, Perseus would have shrugged, given a "who, me?" look, and carried on with his game soon after.
The world waited, because it knew how stories should go.
Mrs. Cordelia Morgan sat at her computer. She typed another few lines and took a sip of coffee. Bother, she thought, and deleted the last sentence. She walked upstairs to answer a call of nature.
The world held its breath, as though waiting for the punchline.
Sam noticed that Perseus had worn a bemused smile just before the shriek.
"Percy!" Cordelia shouted, "Why is there an owl in my bathtub, and toothpaste all over the dresser?"
"You should go," Perseus told Sam. He picked up the cards from the floor and gave them to her. She smiled at him, and made for the door. He trudged up the stairs, dreading what he knew would happen.
And the world laughed. It liked stories to work, and this one had just started..."
*hangs head* It's just wrong, how I don't even have to imagine some characters. Well, not actively. Some I have to think hard about before I know who they are, and some are just /there/, without any thought at all. Impulses are fun to write for that reason. You have 2 minutes to write anything, based on one word.
Two
"You fought two bosses, and didn't lose any lives?" Sam sounded incredulous. "How'd you manage that?"
"I don't know," Perseus said, shrugging. It was the truth.
"Beginner's luck," Sam said. She grinned. "Give you a game?"
"Sure."
He let her win, though, because it was more fun.
It's not the best, but it is quite cute. And why do I know my characters' reactions to certain things? 'Cos I do know that Lola would be complaining and wanting to play Sam, and Percy would just let her. He'd sit back and think about things, possibly giving help to whoever was losing.
In other news, I'm rereading American Gods, because it's good. The front cover says "As good as Steven King, or your money back", which is a bit of a laugh. Neil Gaiman doesn't have annoying bracketed thought patterns, that make me have fifth or sixth thoughts* just by reading it. Also, while American Gods does have its disgusting moments, it doesn't seem as... pointlessly disgusting. And the bit with the Ifrit would be slash, if published fiction could be. It mixes lovely description with action and disturbing things in ways that make it right.
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*Second thoughts are thinking again about something. Third thoughts are thinking about the way you're thinking. Fourth thoughts are thinking about how no one thinks in brackets out loud like that. Fifth thoughts are when you realise that you are actually thinking like that, because of the damn book. And sixth thoughts are the ones that say "Forget about it. Have some tea and try not to think about blue polar bears. It's easier."