A meme!

I've been enjoying reading this on other ljs, and was tempted beyond resistance. Particularly because my brain is full of drugs for my foot. Which seems ridiculous, since they are at opposing ends.

"Post a single sentence from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations. No more than one sentence!"

1. “If Mr Malfoy would care to inform us which of his family’s priceless collection of Dark Artefacts was stolen this morning, I will explain who the thief is and why we should all be deeply worried.”

2. They call us their technical advantage, no one uses the M word, except the children.

3. 'Merlin, Potter, just because I’m an idiot, you’re meant to be a role model who’s above this sort of nonsense.’

4. Hermione pulled a bottle of ginger beer from her bag with a flourish, and declared, ‘After lunch, puppies!’

5. They found Lucius on Via Tornabuoni, sitting outside Palazzo Strozzi, chatting merrily in Italian.

6. “You can’t know what it’s like, though, to come out of that world of tedium and grind, and to be shown something so beautiful, and then to have it broken apart around you.”

7. So as I write, I picture you, friendly, kind, concerned about the hand that scrawled these cramped notes on second-rate parchment.

8. You’re a lovely girl, Granger, you deserve better than a ginger.

9. “It is quite possible that Ron will kill me if I don’t put you out of your misery, so I am going to say yes.”

ETA: Oh god, I forgot one!
10. ‘And continue to do exactly what the aristocracy tell them to, bless their tabloid hearts.’

I think it may be time to add No-Doze to the drug cocktail, since I may never sleep again ...

A meme!

I've been enjoying reading this on other ljs, and was tempted beyond resistance. Particularly because my brain is full of drugs for my foot. Which seems ridiculous, since they are at opposing ends.

"Post a single sentence from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations. No more than one sentence!"

1. “If Mr Malfoy would care to inform us which of his family’s priceless collection of Dark Artefacts was stolen this morning, I will explain who the thief is and why we should all be deeply worried.”

2. They call us their technical advantage, no one uses the M word, except the children.

3. 'Merlin, Potter, just because I’m an idiot, you’re meant to be a role model who’s above this sort of nonsense.’

4. Hermione pulled a bottle of ginger beer from her bag with a flourish, and declared, ‘After lunch, puppies!’

5. They found Lucius on Via Tornabuoni, sitting outside Palazzo Strozzi, chatting merrily in Italian.

6. “You can’t know what it’s like, though, to come out of that world of tedium and grind, and to be shown something so beautiful, and then to have it broken apart around you.”

7. So as I write, I picture you, friendly, kind, concerned about the hand that scrawled these cramped notes on second-rate parchment.

8. You’re a lovely girl, Granger, you deserve better than a ginger.

9. “It is quite possible that Ron will kill me if I don’t put you out of your misery, so I am going to say yes.”

ETA: Oh god, I forgot one!
10. ‘And continue to do exactly what the aristocracy tell them to, bless their tabloid hearts.’

I think it may be time to add No-Doze to the drug cocktail, since I may never sleep again ...

The good, the bad, and the fucking terrifying

The good: HAPPY BIRTHDAY el_princess ! You were my first fest recipient, and a sweeter, better prompting recipient I could not have hoped for. I hope you have a wonderful day, you look fantastic, bring on the cake!

The bad: I live in a cool inner-city suburb, a few miles from the harbour, a few minutes from the chaos of Newtown and with a nice little village atmosphere, filled with cafes and the gay. A Vile National Coffee Chain, with strong links to a church that vilifies gays and even 'cures' them has decided to use my lovely little part of the world as the setting for their latest ad campaign.

To which I say, Fuck off, VNCC! We do not welcome your ilk here! You may have a shop in Newtown, but that's because Newtown is a painted Jezabel of a suburb, who will whore herself out to the highest bidder. And that shop is usually mostly empty.

Our cafes are filled with gays and lesbians who need no curing! And atheists! And Jews! And Muslims (well, the gang fron the greengrocer at least)! And very few radical fundamentalist Christians, not that we would not be welcoming and kind to them so long as they were genuinely Christlike around us! You would not like us, so do not come and appropriate our sweet and cool locale to popularise your Vileness that stands for everything we don't.

The fucking terrifying: In Victoria, the fires are still burning. Forecasts for tomorrow are for gale-force winds. Winds bring down power lines. Power lines start fires. Winds also bring down trees, especially the ones that have already been burned in the over a million acres that have been burned out in the past few weeks. Trees block roads, preventing residents escaping and fire crews coming in. Gales stop water-dropping helicopters taking off. People in the threatened areas have been advised to evacuate early, and to keep track of the fires through the night.

My toes are crossed that the weather has a change of heart and rolls down to Antarctica instead. And that still days with long, soaking rains descend upon the state for a few weeks.

The good, the bad, and the fucking terrifying

The good: HAPPY BIRTHDAY el_princess ! You were my first fest recipient, and a sweeter, better prompting recipient I could not have hoped for. I hope you have a wonderful day, you look fantastic, bring on the cake!

The bad: I live in a cool inner-city suburb, a few miles from the harbour, a few minutes from the chaos of Newtown and with a nice little village atmosphere, filled with cafes and the gay. A Vile National Coffee Chain, with strong links to a church that vilifies gays and even 'cures' them has decided to use my lovely little part of the world as the setting for their latest ad campaign.

To which I say, Fuck off, VNCC! We do not welcome your ilk here! You may have a shop in Newtown, but that's because Newtown is a painted Jezabel of a suburb, who will whore herself out to the highest bidder. And that shop is usually mostly empty.

Our cafes are filled with gays and lesbians who need no curing! And atheists! And Jews! And Muslims (well, the gang fron the greengrocer at least)! And very few radical fundamentalist Christians, not that we would not be welcoming and kind to them so long as they were genuinely Christlike around us! You would not like us, so do not come and appropriate our sweet and cool locale to popularise your Vileness that stands for everything we don't.

The fucking terrifying: In Victoria, the fires are still burning. Forecasts for tomorrow are for gale-force winds. Winds bring down power lines. Power lines start fires. Winds also bring down trees, especially the ones that have already been burned in the over a million acres that have been burned out in the past few weeks. Trees block roads, preventing residents escaping and fire crews coming in. Gales stop water-dropping helicopters taking off. People in the threatened areas have been advised to evacuate early, and to keep track of the fires through the night.

My toes are crossed that the weather has a change of heart and rolls down to Antarctica instead. And that still days with long, soaking rains descend upon the state for a few weeks.