Status Report: Weekly Thirty / LIFE UPDATE

Today was a tirumvate of hilarious disasters!

1) I was in a car that got hit by a bus! /o/
2) While coming back from the grocery store, I got caught in one of the heaviest downpours of rain I've seen in Seattle in a good long while, thus came home a sopping mess and my cat ran away from me
3) I kindofsortofnotreeeeally set a baking pan on fire, because I turned on the wrong burner on my stove, and that's where my baking pan was resting. LUCKILY, I managed to salvage most of my biscuits; only two had significant portions that had to be cut away due to charred black. Also due to sheer luck, I did not set off my smoke alarm, though the hallway still sort of smells charred and I could in fact see smoke before I turned on all the fans and opened the balcony door.

On the plus side I got tulips from enough_space, Vocaloid fandom gave me this MMD video, and I had a really nice weekend of seeing people and harukami being fabulous and wonderful and coming to keep me company. Next time, bring Zazzle! And I am feeling betterish with each day; I am still tired and snappish at times, and I am still sometimes :\ but that's getting to be less and less, which relieves me very much.

Anyway, writing stuff.

SUCCESS!

Word Count: 2029 words
Subjects: for au_bigbang, for the Tsubasa/Daughter of Evil fusion. :|a I wonder if I should be ashamed, but it's been a lot of fun. :x Actually, I am genuinely shocked I got this many words out this week, especially since it was like, a little chipping here, a little prodding there, and suddenly--words! Huh.

Excerpt: "It's a very easy spell," Sakura assures him. "It was one of the first that Mama taught me." Her expression goes sweetly wistful for a moment, seeing through the busy bustling room and into something long past. "And when I was new, all I wanted was for someone to help me out. So now that I can, I'm going to." For a moment she hesitates, then peeks up at him through her lashes. "Is that selfish?"

"No! No, not at all," he says, waving his free hand nervously. "It's very generous of you, Miss Sakura. I'm grateful." He takes the clip, and under her wide-eyed gaze, he clips it to his lapel, nearly hidden by fold of cloth, and gives her a tentative smile.

She laughs, clapping her hands. "Very pretty," she says. "It suits your eyes, Fay-san! Please don't be afraid to call on me any time."

"Oi!" someone shouts from the other side of the room. There is a cluster of white-robed people from the kitchen gathered around a particularly elaborate ice statue--the twins Day and Night, their hands outstretched and not quite touching; even from a distance, the mournful expressions can be clearly seen. "Magician! Some support here!"

"Ah, yes! Right away!" Sakura smiles at Fay, squeezing his hand one last time, and then she goes: light-footed and quick as a little bird: even the hem of her cloak flies out behind her, like the impression of spread wings. He watches her go, his fingers tingling and face warm, and in spite of himself, his fingers drift up to touch the butterfly pinned near his throat.

Thoughts: Ugh ugh ugh. /o\ My creativity feels like it's been really low, and I am not 100% happy with the words I got this week, even though I am pleasantly surprised at how much I did get written. But I've got deadlines that are looming up and promises that are a lot closer than the AU Big Bang, so I really need to get on those. I am well and determined to get these done, sob. H-hopefully my energy will not fail me, because these are things I want to write, too; I think I am just sort of all over the map right now, sigh. :V