Thud: Shower Angel Story

[leahbobet]

July 30, 2008 Progress Notes:

"The Shower Angel Story", now titled "Parable of the Shower". Har har.

Words today: 1500.
Words total: 3000.
Reason for stopping: I don't yet have the thematic tie for the denouement, and that Lord British Saving Humanity With the DNA of Gamers thing just goddamn stymied all other thought in my head that was not O.o.
Munchies: Nachos pending.

Darling du Jour: There is an angel of the LORD in my shower, thou imploreth, and he keeps saying he’s supposed to knock me up, and I’m only twenty-three, I can’t raise a kid right now--
THOU CANST USE DAYCARE, the Seraph boometh.
--and I thought you were against single-parent families, thou finishest.
DO YOU NOT TRUST IN THE POWER OF THE LORD TO BRING YOU A HUSBAND?
That’s not the point, thou repliest, shrinking down unto Missus Van Metre’s carpet. It is not thy job to tell an angel of the LORD that thou likest not the boys.

Mean Things: Angel in the shower. Imperious Patriarchy of Heaven.
Research Roundup: Map of L.A..
Books in progress: Cherie Priest, Fathom (ARC).
The glamour: A job interview that I went out an hour into the 'burbs to attend and an hour back, in the pouring rain, which lasted...five minutes. Then more job applications, and some hardcore shopping for professional clothes/makeup/stuff for tomorrow's job interview. I've figured out how Capitalism works. They won't give you a job until you spend at least $1k in the stuff you need to disguise your personality for job interviews. :p

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Yeah, I'm still with the O.o

Comments

[merriehaskell.livejournal.com]

It is not thy job to tell an angel of the LORD that thou likest not the boys.

You are cracking my shit up.

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

It is good this story is being good for something. *g*

[txanne.livejournal.com]

You're fucking up the Jacobean English on purpose, right? it makes me throw books across rooms.

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

No, mostly because it's a first draft am I fucking up the Jacobean English. I'm gonna go fix it later.

[txanne.livejournal.com]

And on third reading, a present-tense second-person story in Jacobean English? Stross, eat your heart out. I am *so* there. Especially if the angel is played by Alan Rickman.

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

Yes. This story is also called "That Story With No Redeeming Value Whatsoever". *g*

I don't think the angel is Alan Rickman; I was picturing him a bit more emo-boy. But I will cast someone as Alan Rickman in the near future, now that I'm thinking about him...

[txanne.livejournal.com]

I *rowr* on general principles.

[txanne.livejournal.com]

Okay, never mind--I stopped reading at "thou imploreth," but that's the only goof. Sry. She who mixeth the juice of oranges and the liquor of almonds must needs keep her mouth shut after she hath imbibed overmuch.

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

Not a problem. :) I know I'm mucking it right and left, just decided to leave it for later.

[txanne.livejournal.com]

Normally I'm a little lighter on the amaretto, too. Hoom-hom.

[glinda-w.livejournal.com]

I've figured out how Capitalism works. They won't give you a job until you spend at least $1k in the stuff you need to disguise your personality for job interviews.

That is too damned true. And it also deserves to be on metaquotes, if you'd allow it... :)

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

Hee. Sure, why not?

[glinda-w.livejournal.com]

Done. (http://community.livejournal.com/metaquotes/6772823.html) *grin*

[ex-fandrogy.livejournal.com]

And the LORD said: "THIS SHALL BE GREAT SATIRE, FOR IN MY INFINITE WISDOM AND MERCY I HAVE RESURRECTED IT, AND ALSO I AM PREPARING THE WORLD FOR THE LOSS OF MY SON CHOSEN ONE FRIEND, MR. PRATCHETT."

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

And the people sang praises up to the LORD, and it was good.

Well, better if He were not preparing the world for the loss of His son chosen one friend Mr. Pratchett, but we take what we can how we can get it.

[pabba.livejournal.com]

Man, praise to the LORD, this is sounding like a fun read. Will you read it aloud someday, in a funny accent? :P

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

I may, if I can find it any Redeeming Value. *g*

[deakat]

THOU CANST USE DAYCARE, the Seraph boometh.

Heehee!

You scared the dogs, you did.

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, doggies!

[skwirly.livejournal.com]

I've been lurking on your journal for ages, but I had to come out of the shadows to tell you that today's darling actually made me say "Gwee!" out loud in delight.

Which startled the cat extremely.

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

Heee. I'm sorry, kitty!

Okay, and that icon is hilarious.

[skwirly.livejournal.com]

Heh, I always forget I have this icon until I comment somewhere and somebody likes it. It's great, isn't it? I wish I could take credit for it but I stole it rather shamelessly from a college friend, and I have no idea where he got it.

[sora-blue.livejournal.com]

I love this story, and now feel that CAPSRANT is godly.


So the aliens come, and they're all "you know what, we really just want someone to LARP with."

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

Hee, yes. They are really bodiless beings with only a hand that can pick up guns or axes.

[sora-blue.livejournal.com]

"Hello, I'm the Doctor. Do you have any dice?"

[delta-november.livejournal.com]

Hm. Are you going to do something all silly with the homograph in the title?

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

Probably not -- I expect I'll just stick with the bad pun.

(I can't find a way to fit the concept in.)

[sarcasm-hime.livejournal.com]

LOLZ. that is all.