fanfic and original writing by ar (
witticaster) wrote2008-08-11 09:26 pm
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DAMN IT, family.
I was writing something, and then you all had to go and come down here and do things and then I lost my entire thread of thought. It was the first exercise from the book
greyfable recommended, The 3 A.M. Epiphany, and it was supposed to be Niko and it wasn't really going anywhere or being at all good, but DAMN IT I WAS WRITING OKAY.
...I'm putting it up here anyhow, so I can maybe try and rescue it when I can retreat somewhere silent and laptop the hell out of it (MAYBE TOMORROW OMG). This is why I'm so desperate for the ability to move my computer around lately. >> Because no one can shut up around here.
I was thrown from a meditative state by a large crash in the living room, followed by a string of inventive but not particularly surprising curses, thrown by an all-too-familiar voice.
"...May you be struck down by a lightning bolt as massive as Zeus' belief in his own sex appeal," Goodfellow's voice carried into the bedroom like an uninvited ventriloquist act, "because a lightning bolt as massive as his dick simply wouldn’t be enough to do the trick. Priapus, he was not--and Priapus himself? A face so unbearably hideous that it wouldn’t have mattered if he was as long as the Eiffel Tower, which I can assure you he wasn’t."
He tossed a cursory glance in the direction of the bedroom when I appeared in the doorway and neglected to say anything further on the subject of famous penises of classical mythology.
I was writing something, and then you all had to go and come down here and do things and then I lost my entire thread of thought. It was the first exercise from the book
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...I'm putting it up here anyhow, so I can maybe try and rescue it when I can retreat somewhere silent and laptop the hell out of it (MAYBE TOMORROW OMG). This is why I'm so desperate for the ability to move my computer around lately. >> Because no one can shut up around here.
I was thrown from a meditative state by a large crash in the living room, followed by a string of inventive but not particularly surprising curses, thrown by an all-too-familiar voice.
"...May you be struck down by a lightning bolt as massive as Zeus' belief in his own sex appeal," Goodfellow's voice carried into the bedroom like an uninvited ventriloquist act, "because a lightning bolt as massive as his dick simply wouldn’t be enough to do the trick. Priapus, he was not--and Priapus himself? A face so unbearably hideous that it wouldn’t have mattered if he was as long as the Eiffel Tower, which I can assure you he wasn’t."
He tossed a cursory glance in the direction of the bedroom when I appeared in the doorway and neglected to say anything further on the subject of famous penises of classical mythology.
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...So give me your true and honest opinion, oh Pel of pels. The Robin, there wasn't much, but the quality thereof?
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I've told you my opinion of when you write Robin before! He is grate. I, personally, for some reason suck in the long, Grecian insult category, which you succeed overwhelmingly in. I'm always surprised that everyone does that first, and so well, while I... never seem to be able to manage it. But! Yes, he made me lol and we totally ic; I can see nothing wrong with it? Though it was a short sample, but still. Out of that, there were no errors that I could see.
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YES, BUT YOU KNOW. I'm fairly certain all I can do with him are ridiculous historical insults and nothing else, which is why I have yet to try to do anything else with him. Maybe I should just start generating them for other's use. ^^;;;
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XD No, you can write him. That's the first step. Now, think of what you want him to say, and think on how you can get him to say that, and complement himself. There is no word limit. This, my darling, is the secret to Robinspeak. My secret, anyway >>
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Ahahahaha. This is good advice, but I think the "you can write him" needs to hold off until I've dug him into some terribly thorny territory. ^_- But anyone who allows me to use as many unnecessary words as possible has to somehow become my BFF. Because what do I like but unnecessary words?
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I have faith in you! and hahaha, yes, but words, especially unneeded ones, are encouraged! Just have fun writing him, don't sweat it, I'm sure you can do it.
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Pfffffft, faith. It's hardly a microscope. ^_- I am good at being a big windbag, as I have been told in less-complimentary tones before, so theoretically, this will be a snap. Except for the part where I am sofa king distracted, of course. ♥
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Second, wahhh. Why does it seem like whenever you've got a good writing grove someone comes around and sits on it? Especially at home? I'm in the 'burbs visiting friends and (to a lesser degree) family and, man, I want my apartment back for pretty much the exact same reason.
Third, you are hilarious. Love the except so far. :-)
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Murphy's law, maybe. I find it terribly unfair--likewise, the fact that I have my own laptop now and I'm only working semi-busy work shifts from here on out. D: But I'm bringing it with anyhow, so maybe something'll happen. Lol.
Augh, thank you. ^^;; As I told Ciarda elsewhere, though, you need to read the original series--because Robin is hella funnier when I'm not writing him. XD Nightlife, Moonshine, Madhouse by Rob Thurman. They're pretty fun.