July 2021, Day 3

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

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May the magic be with us all!

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[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Another full scene today — how is that even possible? I really, really hope my momentum will hold long enough to finish this thing.

Anyway, excerpt:

To say that Angelus, Prince of the city (or Angel, as his human acquaintances liked to call him) was unhappy about the news would have been an understatement. He was positively fuming, and it took him visible effort to keep his anger under control.

“This is the fourth such case in the last six months,” he said to his Enforcer, William the Bloody (commonly known as Spike). “This has gone far enough. We’ll have to do something about it.”

“Oh, get off your soapbox, Peaches,” Spike replied in a bored tone. “If little idiots think that selling themselves is the way of life and get more than bargained for, how is that our problem?”

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[curiouswombat.livejournal.com]

Today I have mainly watched football...

But I did spend time rewriting the introduction to an old story to fit it better into the Tales of Rohan and then posted it here (https://archiveofourown.org/works/32339887) on AO3. I am glad I did because it was no longer archived anywhere else. The story in question is called How the Maidens Got Their Swords, and in it Éowyn tells the story in the style of a tale handed down from generation to generation — anyone who remembers the works of Oliver Postgate might recognise the style owing something to Anglo-Saxon storytellers — and something to Noggin the Nog!




Whisht! Listen to me and I will tell you of the coming of the shield maidens.

In the lands of the Éorlingas, where the Black Rocks stood guard against the men from the inland sea, in the dark nights that were very long, the Men of the Mark sat by their great log fires and they told many tales... But this is the tale that the women tell of those days.

Brego was the king of the Mark, and strong was his hand in battle. Strong too were the arms of his men, and powerful their horses. Oft they rode out to guard their lands and herds, out to defeat the wild men from the East, and often they came home bearing wounds, home bearing the bodies of their comrades.

“Give us swords and shields that we can ride out to fight the wild men from the East,” said their wives.

“Give us swords and shields that we can ride out to fight the wild men from the East,” said their daughters

“Give us swords and shields that we can ride out to fight the wild men from the East,” said their sisters.

“No,” said Brego, king of the Mark.

“No,” said the marshals and the men of the Mark.

“For you are our wives, our daughters and our sisters, and your place is to stay by the fireside, to tend your pots, your kettles and your pans, to care for our children and wait for us to return.”

[adafrog.livejournal.com]

Clinic notes today. :)

[ylla.livejournal.com]

Today I had to do some things early and some things late, because the zoo was open in the evening, and tigger_boing and I went to see the new giraffes. 121 words about James Lind.

Lind's plaque is inside the gateway, seen from the quadrangle, and interestingly was put there by 'the Sunkist growers of citrus fruit in California and Arizona', rather than anyone in the university or city.

Today in Roman Gaul (in the library book), various quite ordinary people were dying and having inscriptions about their lives on their gravestones, which gives interesting information about the kinds of work being done.

I haven't really danced - and I've walked quite a bit and my legs are tired - but I did Remembering How The Dance Goes in my head, which is also useful.

[candidlily.livejournal.com]

101 words today! So glad things are flowing even though I'm on vacation. Hoping to really get into this story next week once I'm home.

[artemis10002000]

I finally opened my file with assorted fic snippets for the first time in almost a month yesterday and reread some stuff, edited in some words to one fic, then wrote a little more on it. It was one of these self-indulgent just write a scene that comes to mind without any plans things, so I dunno if it's something I'll ever post. But I'm trying to put less pressure on myself for my writing in the hope that will bring my motivation back.

No idea how many words that was yesterday, I didn't check before i started, but just writing at all is a success.