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12 February 2004 @ 09:22 pm
let the choir sing  
I have decided that every crappy feeling dragging me down right now is from the iron deficiency and that when I'm all ironic again I'll be completely better. I'll weigh 120 pounds and have a clear-eyed love for the world and baristas will give me free coffee, compelled by my abundance of joy.

Meanwhile I am unreasonably cold and my right arm has a fatigued tremble. Also, my fantasies are boring and other people's problems are far worse than mine. The boring fantasies are closer to home. I keep pushing the restart button on my inner world and the godlike zap gets weaker each time. My head is littered with false starts, dead ends, and played-out scenes, too many of them set to Madonna's "Like a Prayer," such as the one of Spike sweeping down the Hyperion staircase resplendent in black and wearing chic blind-boy shades, flanked by his personal assistant and bodyguard, all of them fresh from the corporate helicopter that just landed on the roof, while Buffy and Angel gawp in amazement from the lobby, trying to assimilate the implications of his grand entrance but feeling confused, understandably so, since they've just lost four years while trapped in an alternate universe only to return and to discover that, left to carry on the mission, Spike has armored himself in nobility and soul and founded a white-hatted global empire to battle evil, in alliance with the watcher's council and the U.S. Army, and is now a leader of men, beloved by intimates, respected by generals and watchers and kings, and of course he picked up that keen knighthood along the way, which is why Orlando Bloom addresses him as Sir William.

I am twelve.

Also tired. Must go lie on couch, drive sheep from head, stare at television screen.
 
 
 
soundingsea: lilah/wes - let gosoundingsea on February 12th, 2004 09:42 pm (UTC)
I must be twelve too, because your fantasy seems fun to me.

Forget the baristas; I'm compelled now by your imagination. :)
Dex Websterdexwebster on February 12th, 2004 09:48 pm (UTC)
which is why Orlando Bloom addresses him as Sir William.

I think I like that part best.
torchflambeau on February 12th, 2004 10:41 pm (UTC)
You make me want iron supplements.
droneish on February 12th, 2004 11:20 pm (UTC)
I'm impressed by the level of detail in your (mostly) unwritten fantasies. I usually have 2 or 3 running around in my head, but I never bother to plot what happens offstage, and they tend to get reset every character-subjective few months or so. (Hmm. Planning. Structure. Maybe this is why Anna's stories are better than mine. ::g::)

BTW, I hope you're done with Liam Neeson, cuz for some reason, I have him (and Ewan McGregor) wandering around in the former Soviet Union chopping wood in peasant villages for soap and blankets to bring back to Robert Carlyle and an injured Guy Pearce who are working up to consummating their newly recognized love. (This is so vastly illogical even for a fantasy that I had to generate a vague small plane crash on the way to/from filming site background, but I'm not examining it too closely.)

So, Sir William not looking so bad, eh?
Estepheiaestepheia on February 12th, 2004 11:31 pm (UTC)
*is amused*
Iron... if your doctor tells you to take them in the mornings and to avoid tea and coffee afterwards, screw him. Take the iron supplement in the evening with a glass of orange juice, before going to bed. Had to eat tons of the stuff during my pregnancies. Trust me, that's how you take them.
Cute fantasy. Add a decent catch and it might be a proper story. :-)
Lumenara Dhahm: please do.lumenara on February 12th, 2004 11:50 pm (UTC)
The flashes of your blind!wonder!Spike are oddly compelling. If it's actually plaguing you enough to write it, I think you should go for it.

It's like the cliche (can't get the accent symbol) challenge you mentioned some eons ago. If you feel a need for a better cover story, I'm sure we can come up with something. ;)
[Law]treacle_a on February 13th, 2004 01:27 am (UTC)
Spike sweeping down the Hyperion staircase resplendent in black and wearing chic blind-boy shades, flanked by his personal assistant and bodyguard, all of them fresh from the corporate helicopter that just landed on the roof, while Buffy and Angel gawp in amazement from the lobby, trying to assimilate the implications of his grand entrance but feeling confused, understandably so, since they've just lost four years while trapped in an alternate universe only to return and to discover that, left to carry on the mission, Spike has armored himself in nobility and soul and founded a white-hatted global empire to battle evil, in alliance with the watcher's council and the U.S. Army, and is now a leader of men, beloved by intimates, respected by generals and watchers and kings, and of course he picked up that keen knighthood along the way, which is why Orlando Bloom addresses him as Sir William.

Man. That is one deftly drawn fantasy.

::wants it::
Lynmerkuria_lyn on February 13th, 2004 02:19 am (UTC)
Being twelve has never looked this good - can I be twelve too?
Explicit Adult Content? You're soaking in it!: beautyyin_again on February 13th, 2004 04:29 am (UTC)
Wait, you mean you aren't ironic now?

Your fantasy makes the heavenly chorus sing angels rejoice me insanely happy, or possibly just insane. Dramatic sweeping! Chic blind-boy shades! Personal assistant! And, then, the knighthood. Please marry me.
WesleysGirlwesleysgirl on February 13th, 2004 05:23 am (UTC)
*Hugs*

I get the impossibly exhausted thing.
Lanning: surrenderlanning on February 13th, 2004 05:25 am (UTC)
Spike has armored himself in nobility and soul and founded a white-hatted global empire to battle evil, in alliance with the watcher's council and the U.S. Army, and is now a leader of men, beloved by intimates, respected by generals and watchers and kings, and of course he picked up that keen knighthood along the way, which is why Orlando Bloom addresses him as Sir William.

I like it. It sounds like something I'd write. *g* *hugs*
Ozfanozfan on February 13th, 2004 05:59 am (UTC)
Guh. Orlando. Spike.

Guh.
Herself_nycherself_nyc on February 13th, 2004 06:22 am (UTC)
God, you made tears spring from my eyes. What WILL you post next?
kelly_yoyo on February 13th, 2004 08:07 am (UTC)
ROFL
I just spent a minute clapping at this. I give you applause!!!

Hee!!
Folieadeux: garterbelt_typing by la maison blanchecallmefolie on February 13th, 2004 09:47 am (UTC)
Knighthood means nothing if he didn't tongue Prince William.

Did he? :pant :pant: :pant: