All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.*

[bending_sickle]

Life: Spent the whole day working on the References section. From home, because I didn't set the alarm on last night and I suck. Work was achieved, at least.

Nano: 354 words behind. The distance is decreasing, but omg, kill me now.

How to pump-up the word count: instead of saying that clothes were found for Icarus and he then got dressed, say that Chip and Saunders argue, Agatha finds clothes and then Chip proceeds to toss each item one by one. It's given me 700 words. (Don't tell anyone.)

Icarus' shade of eye-colour is somewhat like this butterfly or the Indigo Bunting only more. Or, y'know, whatever outlandish things I can describe them as.

The first item was a pair of balled-up black socks. Chip tossed them to Icarus without warning, hoping he’d fumble trying to catch them or that he’d miss entirely and scramble around for the socks, anything natural.

No such luck. Icarus hardly blinked at the sight of the socks flying towards his face, snapping them out of the air in one sure move with his eyes still on Chip’s.

Fine, thought Chip childishly, be freakish.

The next item was a pair of baggy black pants – Well, that’s plus one for colour-coordination and another plus one for size-leeway consideration. Bright kid. – but Chip only shook them out and lay them over his arm. Icarus stood waiting quietly with the socks in his hands, undoubtably expecting him to throw the pants like he had the socks but not sparing a glance for the pants. Judging from his snap-and-grab talent for fists and socks, though, Chip figured he didn’t really need to focus on any soon-to-be-airborn item in order to catch it.

Chip jut his chin out towards the socks in Icarus’ hands. “On with socks,” he said, leaving out the second part of that charming military rhyme out of respect for Agatha. It seemed to take Icarus a moment to decipher that statement, but then he slowly unrolled the socks and stretched one out.

Icarus bent neatly at the waist in a pose that would make yoga teachers applaud, one sock in a fist, the other dangling from long fingers. He didn’t even wobble once as he lifted his foot and started putting it on. The fact that Icarus started dressing with his left food seemed odd to Chip, but then his scale for weirdness had been given a thorough beating that day and could not be trusted.

As Icarus was rolling the first sock up over his ankle, Chip heard Saunders gasp behind him. It took him a moment to realize what had shocked the old man, as focused as he was on Icarus’ strange behavior. The man’s back, so straight and pale and textured with jutting vertebrae poking up under the skin, so familiar to Chip after wiping blood off of it for hours, was whole. There was no sign of the two infected wounds that were sure to been the death of Icarus. There was no scab, no scar, no hint of a line anywhere between the shoulderblades and spinal column.

This wasn’t natural. This went beyond the unnaturalness of Chip’s current life, with its cities full of rage-induced zombies and their maroon auras. That kind of weird he could fly with, waving a hand in the general direction of science and fuck the rest. This, however, was… It was a slap in the face – to science, to the real world, to Chip’s sanity, something.

Unless of course some nuclear plant had exploded and given people superpowers and Icarus was the fortunate mutant result. Chip’s mind ran through that thought again and shrugged helplessly. It’d been a long day.

29644 / 50000 words. 59% done!


Video of the Day: Susan Boyle - Britains Got Talent 2009 Episode 1 - Saturday 11th April - Everyone was laughing and judging her because of her looks and age, but holy mother of god, she's amazing and I cried like a little girl.


Links of the Day:

David Usher:

Live cover of "Only You" Version A (shirtless!), Version B (close-up!)
Everything's Alright By Me Now (live) - Shirt comes off! (Yes, I'm easily pleased.)
Black Black Heart (live, acoustic) - brilliant smile and laugh at the start
Science (live at St. Jean, QC)
Crazy (live in Winnipeg, MB)
My Biggest Mistake (demo from his house! look! bed!)
Alone in the Universe (live, acoustic)
Interview on Musiqueplus, 11-27-2007
Ressurecction (live, as Moist) - I love this song way too much ♥

Random Fandom:

agt_spooky's COMPLETE Misha Chicago Con panel for download - Also Jensen&Jared Breakfast and Q&A and Rob Benedict's Panel
Convention-al wisdom? Talking to Misha Collins, Jim Beaver and Supernatural fans
travels_in_time's Doctor Who "Waters of Mars" Trailer Review with Screencaps - "Daleks don't bother me; I scoff at Cybermen. But I get nightmares over a villain's hair color."
chloris67's Doctor Who "Waters of Mars" Review
cleolinda's Movies in Fifteen Minutes: 2012

Random:

greygirlbeast embedds "The Adventures of Lil' Cthulhu
soundwave106 plays Laday Gaga's "Papparazzi" as an acoustic piano piece
ohnotheydidnt's The 25 Best Live Moments on TV (2000-2009) - "...those magical, often spontaneous moments we witnessed live on TV this past decade—moments that captured our imaginations and had us glued to the set out of sheer joy and excitement rather panic or melancholy."
The Lunar Navigator: Interactive Maps Of The Moon
Music Video "Here To Stay" - The New Order - Simm! John Simm! *squeals excitedly then squacks unexpectadly as Ye Great Loosening of The Tie*



* Ernet Hemingway

Comments

[blizzardcake.livejournal.com]

omg winwinWIN! I love your description of Icarus, and can totally picture what you're trying to get at with his eye colour <3

...omg David Usher links? And many of them!!! *goes to watch*

[bending-sickle.livejournal.com]

:D Thanks! (In my head, Icarus is either Misha Collins or this great big pair of eyeballs. *sigh*)

David Usher is way too cool, yes? ♥