50,000 reasons to be cheerful
25/11/2018 10:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
izmeinaIt has been a long time between hisses but it looks like this serpent has finally found her way back on to the broomstick again but this time with a bright shiny new Dursley repelling anti bludger charm
Been waiting 14 years for lightening to strike twice and it appears increasingly likely that this is exactly what has happened
With the help of assorted rituals including copious sniffing of Angel's Trumpet flowers, a Dead Can Dance soundtrack and hours devoted to squiggling in the Pensieve under the pretext of November novel writing, magic is finally happening.
The usual strange serpent pattern applied this time. Unlike most folks who are firing on all cylinders for the first week but then falter and splutter and lose steam during the dreaded second week before finally crashing into the wall in the third and never quite recovering, for me it has always been slow going during the first week. Simply meeting the daily quota is an uphill struggle but then in the second week the rockets start firing and magic happens. It takes that long for the muses to realize that this serpent is dead serious and only then do they finally join the party
Which is just as well because this would have been a particularly sticky wicked week without such serpentine intervention
What was supposed to have been a 50,000 word novel about a worker stuck in a dead end goblin job daydreaming of escaping the rat race and owning her own private detective agency turned into a giant Moaning Pages on steroids. To be quite crude about it, a sort of colonic irrigation for the soul. Getting all the toxic waste from the serpent skull on to the page has proven valuable in joining the dots and devising an effective Defence Against the Dursleys
Daisy Dursley has been doing this too and we have been both comparing notes. Her secret weapon is riding her broomstick and mine is writing words, lots of words. Then there is also planting weeds
Wicked wonderful weeds that grow and provide a heaven for feathered friends and other creeping crawling creatures. Green and growing things. For where there is life, joy and hope, vile Vernon Dursley dares not linger.
Green lightses are the best Dursley repellent ever.
Been waiting 14 years for lightening to strike twice and it appears increasingly likely that this is exactly what has happened
With the help of assorted rituals including copious sniffing of Angel's Trumpet flowers, a Dead Can Dance soundtrack and hours devoted to squiggling in the Pensieve under the pretext of November novel writing, magic is finally happening.
The usual strange serpent pattern applied this time. Unlike most folks who are firing on all cylinders for the first week but then falter and splutter and lose steam during the dreaded second week before finally crashing into the wall in the third and never quite recovering, for me it has always been slow going during the first week. Simply meeting the daily quota is an uphill struggle but then in the second week the rockets start firing and magic happens. It takes that long for the muses to realize that this serpent is dead serious and only then do they finally join the party
Which is just as well because this would have been a particularly sticky wicked week without such serpentine intervention
What was supposed to have been a 50,000 word novel about a worker stuck in a dead end goblin job daydreaming of escaping the rat race and owning her own private detective agency turned into a giant Moaning Pages on steroids. To be quite crude about it, a sort of colonic irrigation for the soul. Getting all the toxic waste from the serpent skull on to the page has proven valuable in joining the dots and devising an effective Defence Against the Dursleys
Daisy Dursley has been doing this too and we have been both comparing notes. Her secret weapon is riding her broomstick and mine is writing words, lots of words. Then there is also planting weeds
Wicked wonderful weeds that grow and provide a heaven for feathered friends and other creeping crawling creatures. Green and growing things. For where there is life, joy and hope, vile Vernon Dursley dares not linger.
Green lightses are the best Dursley repellent ever.
