O Sun, when shalt thou fuck off?

[extrapenguin]

Today was a bleh day, just like Monday and Tuesday. It's the lingering effects of my annual summer insomnia, I guess, compounded by not achieving anything of note.

I feel like I'm making word choice flubs much more often while writing now than in December. I burned my fingers with my gaiwan. I'm fucking exhausted but know I won't be able to sleep because of the fucking traffic noises and the fucking sunlight. (Dixing where???) Not even the knowledge that I have 5kg of strawberries, kitchen curtains with dinosaurs on them, and a notebook that reads "Notes from Outer Space" on the cover can cheer me up. In conclusion: bleh. I ate a bunch of vitamin supplements in case that's the problem, and the 5kg of berries should contain a bunch of micronutrients, but idk what's causing/excacerbating this. Could it please go away, I have stuff to do kthxpls?

But hey, as of the end of July, 56 people have subscribed to me and I have published 92799 words onto AO3. Spaceship rental has another almost 20k in there (so I get over 100k from there, whoo!) though I need to think a bit more about how to connect the dots between the segment that spans from start to current-words-marker and the segment that I wrote out of order.

To procrastinate, I started a sequel to Fate's True North. Goals are for the cuteness to radiate out of the page and for Shen Wei to lose his virginity very thoroughly.

Communal lunch was roujiamo with meat on a stick on the side, since Wang Zheng's concept of a proper meal was ordering an entire boar and tearing into it, and there was only that much talking down of her one could do. Everyone was staring at Zhao Yunlan doubtfully, but afraid to say anything even if they'd like to.

Before he could tease them about their sudden tongue-tiednesss, a familiar crackle of dark energy surprised him. "Veifþrkehtkvezdrk! Welcome! We weren't expecting you."

Shen Wei always held his head a bit downcast as the Envoy, but the small smile was still visible. "I have received information on the Mountain-River Awl."

"That's the next Hallow," Zhao Yunlan explained to his team. He considered how to act around his soulmate in a professional context. The window for a welcome kiss had passed, but an arm around the shoulders would still fit and be less fraught than an arm around the waist. He cautiously slung his arm over Shen Wei's shoulders. Shen Wei leaned into it fractionally. Good. "We ordered food; Brother Black is welcome to eat it."

"Thank you." Shen Wei took one of the skewers and the opportunity to discreetly shuffle closer to Zhao Yunlan. In between bites, he explained, "The Dixing archives contain some descriptions of the Awl's usage. It can be used to strip the energy body out from the physical body and give it a form, creating a ghost of sorts."

Comments

[rheasilvia]

Finland sounds like my kind of place! I LOVE strawberries. They are my absolute favorite! But I do insist on the tasty varieties, and this year the crop was very small and I did not get my fill.

Hopefully that'll be reflected in fic output and coherence.

I hope so!!!

[extrapenguin]

Finnish farmer's market strawberries are very tasty! You should definitely move here. ;)