spacecowboywhit:Geralt laughed at Jaskier’s

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Geralt laughed at Jaskier’s antics, then grew sad that he would never feel things like ‘humor’ or ’ sadness’.

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“This is why I can never have friends,” he growled to his friends whom he loved very much.

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“They were removed from me at Kaer Morhen during the trials,” he said dejectedly, overcome with feelings.

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“I have no emotions,” said Geralt, emotionally.

writing progress and lasagna

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I got Ancient Sea updated yesterday and have had some really lovely comments and I want to crack on and update Little Fishie but I haven’t finished the chapter. Thing is, at work, I always had time to be picking away at writing in the background. At home? No! I keep doing things like spending three and a half hours making sourdough bread and a beautiful lasagna for dinner.

(it’s a beautiful lasagna tho, go me) (enough for last night’s dinner and we’re gonna do it again tomorrow night but in between i’m gonna make something else i guess) (homemade sauce ayyyy! improvised! not bad! yes it’s got carrots in it, listen i couldn’t get spinach so i sauteed a bunch of mirepoix for a while instead)

[image description: a beautiful lasagna. actually it’s the perfectly flat surface of a bunch of melted and slightly-oven-browned mozzarella across the top of what you sort of can’t tell because of the reflections is a lovely translucent brown vintage 2-quart Pyrex dish, sitting on my stove that i swear i just cleaned but it looks gross anyway.]

oh right I was going to post snippets. Well, I should write more, and then come back and post snippets. That’s what I’ll do. Ha most of this update is parenthetical. I’m doing great, how about you?

Actually I am fine, I’m just getting more and more and more sad for the rest of the world. 

Farmsister says their sales are actually up and she is busier than ever, and a little jealous of everyone else’s stresscleaning and desperation online-yoga classes; she’s without childcare and without employees, except for one blessed, blessed volunteer who’s usually a fitness instructor at the Y and comes by once a week but since the Y’s closed, she’s coming every day and is a fantastic greenhouse worker so they are On Target. 

Also a lot of the CSA members are buying boxes of meat and eggs, and then talking a walk around the farm, and it’s lovely that they can do this and have this community while still all being mutually isolated. The pigs are delighted to have so much attention.

I think I’m going to write a bunch of letters to all my family and friends and such, that seems like a good practice to get into. Fortunately I’m well-stocked on stationery, if a bit less-so on stamps… I guess drop me a line if you want a letter, I can’t promise I’ll follow through but it seems like a fun exercise. 

marisatomay:if you never read “the yellow

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marisatomay:

if you never read “the yellow wallpaper” in 10th grade american lit now is not NOT the time to read it

snippet, finally

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I’m getting there. Writing is slow and I keep getting distracted by other things, in this world of so many possibilities. 

here is a teaser from the next chapter of Little Fishie, featuring Geralt’s half-healed lung injury and Jaskier’s reaction to an unsatisfying punchline. For some reason I love writing ‘you had to be there’ moments that aren’t all that funny but, to the characters, really are. IDK if Geralt ever laughs until he cries in canon, but it is the sort of thing that has to happen sometime.

“Aargh,” Jaskier said, flinging his arms wide, and then flopping back against the log he had his back propped against. “Argh oh by Melitele’s tits I can’t believe you made me wait years for that stupid punchline!”

Geralt was laughing too hard to answer, and after a moment Jaskier started laughing too. “You ass,” he managed to gasp, after a little while. “You fucking ass.”

Geralt wheezed, and flapped a hand vaguely. “There’s,” he said, and wheezed again. He hadn’t laughed so hard since he and Eskel were kids doing stupid shit and getting in trouble for it. He managed to sit up, wheezed through a minor coughing fit, started laughing again, and finally collapsed back against his own backrest log, gasping for breath. 

“You think you’re so funny,” Jaskier groused, but he was laughing too hard to pull off the disgruntled look he was going for. “Ah! You ass.”

Geralt recovered himself and sat up, clearing his throat and getting his breathing back to normal, and then he glanced over at Jaskier and started laughing again, helplessly. 

“Fuck you,” Jaskier said.

oh ho ho we in it now

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My county health department announced today they’re no longer testing for COVID-19.

They can’t get enough tests, it’s now confirmed to be community-spread so there’s no criteria now for who’s likely to have it. So they’re saving the few tests they can get to exclusively use on healthcare workers to ascertain their status, and everyone else, I guess, is just going to be treated. There’s no longer any point to trying to contain the epidemic. 

YES TO STAYING IN MORE

They’ve also completely emptied out one of the area hospitals to devote it entirely to treating coronavirus. so, i guess that’s good. but i wonder how long that will last.