Sunday Snippet: Guardian fic
Mar. 1st, 2020 12:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xparrotThings have been stressful lately and I haven't been writing, which really doesn't help my stress levels. I started this and then haven't gotten back to it but I'm posting it here in hopes of prodding myself.
...And yeah, stress means self-indulgence, which means...I believe the formal term is "back on my bullshit." :P
...And yeah, stress means self-indulgence, which means...I believe the formal term is "back on my bullshit." :P
"Shen Wei?" Zhao Yunlan tilted the flashlight up toward his face, and Shen Wei raised his free hand to shade his eyes.
"Shen Wei, why aren't you wearing your breathing mask?" Zhao Yunlan demanded.
Shen Wei blinked back the momentary sparkles to look at Zhao Yunlan's face--his eyes were narrowed, echoing the inexplicable alarm in his voice. "My what?"
Zhao Yunlan reached to the annoying encumbrance hanging around Shen Wei's neck, gave it a tug. "Oh," Shen Wei said, "that--I couldn't properly smell the fragrance with it on."
"Yeah," Zhao Yunlan said, "wasn't that the point?"
Shen Wei tried to think. He had a vague memory of Lin Jing explaining something while giving them the masks, but the details slipped his mind now. But Zhao Yunlan was looking at him expectantly, so he hazarded, "Yes, that was the point."
"But then you took off the mask to better smell the murder flower's poison pollen."
"Yes, I did," Shen Wei confirmed, relieved to be on more certain ground.
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Date: 2020-03-01 11:20 pm (UTC)...now I just gotta remember how words work ^^;;;
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Date: 2020-03-02 05:27 am (UTC)I'm sorry things have been stressful. :( I hope they improve.
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Date: 2020-03-02 07:15 am (UTC)And thanks -- I hope they improve too! It's nothing really majorly bad, just. A lot of things. >.>
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Date: 2020-03-02 06:53 am (UTC)you took off the mask to better smell the murder flower's poison pollen
Oh nooooo (except oh YES) Zhao Yunlan's life is hard.
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Date: 2020-03-03 01:20 am (UTC)--and yeah the murder flower has another name but it doesn't deserve that much respect from Zhao Yunlan, so :P
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Date: 2020-03-03 01:19 pm (UTC)This sounds so familiar! I mean, of course writing can be stressful in itself, too, but it can still be so... equalizing. Stabilizing? Something in that ballpark. ;-)
Oh, and on being self-indulgent: YES! DO IT! And please do not be self-conscious
about it at all, because it is a *good* thing - both for you as the author and us as the readers. Fanfic is best when it is self-indulgent - that's what makes it so lovely and satisfying. :-)
The snippet is intriguing and beautifully done - I confess my mind immediately went to "sex pollen", but there are so many other wonderful options. I can't wait to see where you go with this!
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Date: 2020-03-05 09:38 pm (UTC)Yes! And it's also good to just have voices in my head that aren't anxiety but are cute conversations between chars I enjoy. Right now I've set the extremely low goal of 100 words a day and they're slowly accumulating...
I've always found self-indulgence to be a great thing in fic, but yeah, sometimes I just gotta roll my eyes at my id. ^^
And this -- it's not exactly sex pollen, but it started from somewhere around there, anyway? Now I just gotta keep going with it...
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