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So. I’ve been in the yurt a lot because it gets dark so early and i don’t like to go out there and have to fish around in the dark for my extension cord and so I’ve just been going out there at like… well, it’s already dark at 7, but that’s about the earliest I can make it, and… anyway. I don’t want to use up all my cellphone data so I load up some pages of Tumblr in the house while I brush my teeth etc, and then I scroll back thru and laugh and click the “like” button and it does the animation like it really worked but you know it didn’t.
Uh, all y’all, I promise I liked all your selfies, that’s my like, golden rule, I always like people’s selfies, but of course, if I was offline at the time, it didn’t go through. I also think I’ve missed people’s like, life experiences and such, so, sorry about that; if there’s a readmore I can’t read the more, alas. (Sometimes I opened it in a new tab and the next time I was online I’d reload the page like WTF and then I’d know what had been behind that readmore, but it was never anything I needed to respond to, and most of the time I didn’t do it, so. I missed a lot of stuff guys.)
Anyway.
What have I been doing?
Well, you can edit google docs offline. So I wrote a bunch. I have another chapter of Lost Kings probably mostly done but I realized I have written literally everything I’d kind of sort-of-outlined, so I don’t know what happens after that, or if it’s important for me to tell the story, or what, so I don’t know if I should put in a section break or not, so I have to go back through that.
I also wrote some Found Cat. I want to connect it to Sled Dog Guy still, and it will go probably, but it needs a bunch of fiddly middle bits.
And then in the midst of it I mostly wound up writing about Kes, like you do, so.
I *did* see the new Star Wars trailer but it took me like four days to remember to look at it when I had Internet. I considered busting out the cellphone data WiFi for it but I couldn’t quite bring myself to.
Anyway I’m not sure I’ll use this bit for Found Cat or not, but behind the cut, here is a fiftysomething modern Earth AU Kes Dameron high as a fuckin’ kite on painkillers for some unspecified reason, being babysat by Finn and Rey while he probably recovers from surgery probably plot-significantly but maybe not, musing on the afterlife and such.
Kes looked sleepy-eyed, propped up in bed. “Oh,” he said, “I don’t know what my beliefs about the afterlife really are.” Someone off-camera said something indistinct, and he sighed a little wistfully, and laughed. “You know, if heaven is a real place, I can tell you what my idea of heaven would be.” He tilted his head back a little, yawned, winced, and then continued. “Oh yes. If heaven were a real thing, when I die, if somehow I deserve eternal reward instead of the opposite, I’ll tell you what it would be.” He pointed vaguely off-camera. “I’d be up there with my wife, and one of her thighs would be right here,” and he patted his shoulder, “and the other one would be right here,” and he patted the other shoulder, “for all of eternity, forever and ever, amen.”
Another indistinct response, and Kes laughed, and looked dreamy. “I mean, sure, reuniting with lost family members and stuff, getting peace and so on, but really if you want to distill it down, that’s it. One thigh here, the other here, maybe I can look up and see her face, but mostly just– right here,” and he put his hand in front of his face, “my whole world, right here, no more worries or sorrows or anything.”
So. I’ve been in the yurt a lot because it gets dark so early and i don’t like to go out there and have to fish around in the dark for my extension cord and so I’ve just been going out there at like… well, it’s already dark at 7, but that’s about the earliest I can make it, and… anyway. I don’t want to use up all my cellphone data so I load up some pages of Tumblr in the house while I brush my teeth etc, and then I scroll back thru and laugh and click the “like” button and it does the animation like it really worked but you know it didn’t.
Uh, all y’all, I promise I liked all your selfies, that’s my like, golden rule, I always like people’s selfies, but of course, if I was offline at the time, it didn’t go through. I also think I’ve missed people’s like, life experiences and such, so, sorry about that; if there’s a readmore I can’t read the more, alas. (Sometimes I opened it in a new tab and the next time I was online I’d reload the page like WTF and then I’d know what had been behind that readmore, but it was never anything I needed to respond to, and most of the time I didn’t do it, so. I missed a lot of stuff guys.)
Anyway.
What have I been doing?
Well, you can edit google docs offline. So I wrote a bunch. I have another chapter of Lost Kings probably mostly done but I realized I have written literally everything I’d kind of sort-of-outlined, so I don’t know what happens after that, or if it’s important for me to tell the story, or what, so I don’t know if I should put in a section break or not, so I have to go back through that.
I also wrote some Found Cat. I want to connect it to Sled Dog Guy still, and it will go probably, but it needs a bunch of fiddly middle bits.
And then in the midst of it I mostly wound up writing about Kes, like you do, so.
I *did* see the new Star Wars trailer but it took me like four days to remember to look at it when I had Internet. I considered busting out the cellphone data WiFi for it but I couldn’t quite bring myself to.
Anyway I’m not sure I’ll use this bit for Found Cat or not, but behind the cut, here is a fiftysomething modern Earth AU Kes Dameron high as a fuckin’ kite on painkillers for some unspecified reason, being babysat by Finn and Rey while he probably recovers from surgery probably plot-significantly but maybe not, musing on the afterlife and such.
Kes looked sleepy-eyed, propped up in bed. “Oh,” he said, “I don’t know what my beliefs about the afterlife really are.” Someone off-camera said something indistinct, and he sighed a little wistfully, and laughed. “You know, if heaven is a real place, I can tell you what my idea of heaven would be.” He tilted his head back a little, yawned, winced, and then continued. “Oh yes. If heaven were a real thing, when I die, if somehow I deserve eternal reward instead of the opposite, I’ll tell you what it would be.” He pointed vaguely off-camera. “I’d be up there with my wife, and one of her thighs would be right here,” and he patted his shoulder, “and the other one would be right here,” and he patted the other shoulder, “for all of eternity, forever and ever, amen.”
Another indistinct response, and Kes laughed, and looked dreamy. “I mean, sure, reuniting with lost family members and stuff, getting peace and so on, but really if you want to distill it down, that’s it. One thigh here, the other here, maybe I can look up and see her face, but mostly just– right here,” and he put his hand in front of his face, “my whole world, right here, no more worries or sorrows or anything.”
