?

Log in

No account? Create an account
 
 
23 June 2005 @ 01:28 pm
twenty-five words. some fandom, some not. (there is no pattern.)  

I lost my virginity on a floor with a white shag carpet. When he turned his back, I moved the coffee table over the stain.

*

Some people dream in fingerprints. They see every touch, every past breath recorded in walls and smooth surfaces. They never sleep well in motel rooms.

*

It's simple when he tells it: they met, fell in love, got married. The facts recount themselves; the complications between them are impossible to articulate.

*

On Christmas, John suddenly needs to talk about death. "I killed him," he whispers into an empty room. (Ghosts are things man creates for himself.)

*

The truth runs away from her tongue a third time, and then it's too late. He's not dead, not remarried, but the moment has passed.

*

The time they pick for themselves is 1:05 a.m. If they're awake, they find each other and smile. They soon stop pretending it's an accident.

*

She admits something terrible: "I wanted to hurt him, for what he did to you." Pause. "And you, because of what that did to me."

*

What he likes best about her is her skin, smooth and forgiving, soft, so different than his but uniquely able to make him feel warm.

*

She babbles in baby-talk when he's sick, kisses his fevered forehead until he wants to give her children. In reality, he wants her for himself.

*

She swallows her fear and distrust, for she has no better choice, but Teyla doesn't really believe that people can survive completely surrounded by water.

*

After the war, Sinclair goes home. He buries himself alternately in Catherine and solitude; in mediocrity. Eleven years later, he still wants to go back.

*

She sleeps with him to be distracted; he sleeps with her because nothing else is distraction enough. They silently know this isn't a healthy relationship.

*

"You lied to me," she says, coolly. She values nothing more than the truth. "No," he argues; he never lies to her. She's the exception.

*

She swears every time that she won't make the same mistake again. In the end, she's tired of lying to herself. That's a mistake, too.

*

After eighteen years, she forgives him. He did the best that he could. So did she. It scares her that this might always be true.

*

At five, he tricked himself into believing there's a ghost inside the toaster. He learned his mind is malleable. Years later, he still dislikes toast.

*

If he was to choose a mission in life, it would be to bring the abacus back into fashion. Math should be accompanied by clack-clack-clack.

*

She organizes her sins into an itemized list: excusable, minor, cardinal, mortal. Attaching a fake name before slipping the list under the door is "minor."

*

In your dreams, she's all yours -- no business between you, no others competing for her attention. You sleep late now, and say only, "I'm tired."

*

Sometimes you wonder about him. A strange feeling coils inside you when you do, whispering fear and the danger of attachment. You find temptation painful.

*

The sky on this planet is white, brilliantly achromatic, and for a moment, he thinks he's dead. Later, he wants to tell someone (besides Kate).

*

Their sixth month in Pegasus, they run out of paper. One of the scientists steals a few sheets as museum pieces for her unborn child.

*

He spends his Saturdays watching trains, waiting for enlightenment to step off from somewhere and come to him. It never does, but he keeps watching.

*

I think sometimes about a critical junction -- a point where, had I or the earth moved differently, I would be now somewhere else, almost unrecognizable.

*

His daughter lets him stay on the porch, contemplating grains of sand. He remembers nothing of his life but this: there is always a pattern.
 
 
feel: cryptic
hear: "lay lady lay" - bob dylan
 
 
 
Angelasjshipper on June 23rd, 2005 05:44 pm (UTC)
I like this one:

Some people dream in fingerprints. They see every touch, every past breath recorded in walls and smooth surfaces. They never sleep well in motel rooms.

Not that we were voting. *g*
Little Red: sga - kinky mind sex - natushkamylittleredgirl on June 23rd, 2005 07:53 pm (UTC)
Yay!! A lot of these were much larger ideas and stories and characters that I tried to squish into 25 words -- that was one of them. :)
Mercymercscilla on June 23rd, 2005 05:48 pm (UTC)
I think sometimes about a critical junction -- a point where, had I or the earth moved differently, I would be now somewhere else, almost unrecognizable yeo, exactly my thoughts

♥ them. Sometimes I nearly cried and sometimes I giggled ^-^
Little Red: xf - drr forever - Carolinamylittleredgirl on June 23rd, 2005 07:55 pm (UTC)
Isn't that a neat idea? My friend saidshe and I once figured out the critical junctions in our lives and tried to see how we would still have met if something else had come to pass.

And yay, thanks! I had fun. Writing exercises are yay.
(no subject) - keenween on June 23rd, 2005 10:58 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - mylittleredgirl on June 24th, 2005 02:48 am (UTC) (Expand)
tarkheena lizzeeen: ff - tam loveliminalliz on June 23rd, 2005 05:59 pm (UTC)
o.0

OOooooh!
Little Red: sga - SINFUL Lizzie! - liminallizmylittleredgirl on June 23rd, 2005 07:55 pm (UTC)
!!

:)
(no subject) - liminalliz on June 23rd, 2005 08:04 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - mylittleredgirl on June 23rd, 2005 08:07 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Jo. R: SW Torn Sheppard/Weir by JR_Moondriftingatdusk on June 23rd, 2005 06:30 pm (UTC)
I like these. You being cryptic = fun!
Little Red: sga - love of a hero - lizmylittleredgirl on June 23rd, 2005 07:56 pm (UTC)
Bwah ha ha. I think these are just poor man's drabbles. "Er... I don't have 100 words. How about 25?"

... your icon is ridiculously sexy.
(no subject) - driftingatdusk on June 23rd, 2005 08:11 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - mylittleredgirl on June 23rd, 2005 08:16 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - aj on June 23rd, 2005 08:37 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - mylittleredgirl on June 24th, 2005 02:50 am (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - aj on June 24th, 2005 03:26 am (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - mylittleredgirl on June 24th, 2005 04:29 am (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - aj on June 24th, 2005 04:37 am (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - mylittleredgirl on June 27th, 2005 02:39 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(Deleted comment)
Little Red: b5 - all alone in the night - thatfangirmylittleredgirl on June 23rd, 2005 07:57 pm (UTC)
Wheee! The idea came from a friend of mine long ago, and I felt the need to try it. It also marks the difference between fanfic and original fic VERY clearly, because you can say so much more in so much fewer words when the characters and situations are already understood. Which is probably duh-obvious to everyone else, but interesting to me!
Fallon Ash: the kissfallon_ash on June 23rd, 2005 06:49 pm (UTC)
(without knowing fandom at all) Soo pretty.

Love:
She admits something terrible: "I wanted to hurt him, for what he did to you." Pause. "And you, because of what that did to me."

Love more:
She organizes her sins into an itemized list: excusable, minor, cardinal, mortal. Attaching a fake name before slipping the list under the door is "minor."
Little Red: sga - teyla girls only think - lizmylittleredgirl on June 23rd, 2005 07:58 pm (UTC)
Actually, those really aren't fandom-dependent. For the first I had a fandom in mind, but not at all for the second. So wheeee. I'm glad you like them! :)

*love*
Bitch-extraordinaire!: Charlotte Martinsakuracorr on June 23rd, 2005 07:14 pm (UTC)
*is confused as to what exactly this is*
Little Red: b5 - all alone in the night - thatfangirmylittleredgirl on June 23rd, 2005 08:01 pm (UTC)
A writing exercise? See how much I can say in 25 words... or, really, if I can tell or infer a story in 25 words. I just did 25 of them because I like symmetry.
Pooh: SGA-Weir wonder (by ethelinesherman)mspooh on June 23rd, 2005 08:27 pm (UTC)
I have one word for you: GUH.

I feel like I just sat/read through something really important. Not sure what. But I am all tingly over here. :)
Little Red: sga - lizzie bound - ethelineshermanmylittleredgirl on June 24th, 2005 04:11 am (UTC)
Awww!

And yes. I'm not quite sure either. It may have been one of those moments when I went "hmm. I'm not quite sure what this is, but at midnight it seems awfully profound."

Wheeee! Tingly! *giggles*
pellucid: Elizabeth (by riekchen)pellucid on June 23rd, 2005 11:02 pm (UTC)
These are just lovely!!! On one hand, I love them just as they are, but at the same time, I want the whole story for almost every one! Fun exercise. I'm such a sucker for a well-turned sentence; it's much more important to me than plot!
Little Red: trek - hoshi more than words - leahmylittleredgirl on June 24th, 2005 04:16 am (UTC)
This 25 word thing is FUN!!! I am trying to force my brain out of the box from under the bed and so writing exercises are entertaining me muchly. :)

And ooooooh, whole stories! I actually have whole stories for most of them in my head, so I might be able to oblige. *grins* Any ones in particular?

(Course, this might not work, now that I've distilled it down like this. Is there a reverse process to distillation?)
annaK: Sam/Jack Netuannakarrennina on June 23rd, 2005 11:21 pm (UTC)
Oh. Wow. These are amazing! So much power in so few words.

Some people dream in fingerprints. They see every touch, every past breath recorded in walls and smooth surfaces. They never sleep well in motel rooms.<.i>

Guh! So. Beautiful.

Little Red: sg - s/j don't talk about love - nos'mylittleredgirl on June 24th, 2005 04:20 am (UTC)
Thank you! It was really neat for me to notice how many *extra* words I tend to stick into my prose. Wheeee. *twists brain around*

You rock my world, babe. Thank you.

Speaking of so much power... there's such a story in your icon, man. *still stares at it* Yes, it's so my favorite icon of the week.
Melody: Bad Ass Geekpellmelody on June 24th, 2005 01:04 am (UTC)
Oh, those are SERIOUSLY cool. I think they're far more ingenius and interesting than drabbles.

I like this one:


The time they pick for themselves is 1:05 a.m. If they're awake, they find each other and smile. They soon stop pretending it's an accident.
Little Red: sga - sw not subtle - thefakeheadlinemylittleredgirl on June 24th, 2005 04:22 am (UTC)
Credit goes to my college friend (and now recovering English teacher) froggoddess who thought up the exercise. I actually found it easier than drabbles because it's so short and contained, but it was definitely enlightening. :)

And that line: just guess which pairing I wrote that for. :)
(no subject) - pellmelody on June 24th, 2005 12:04 pm (UTC) (Expand)
spacefiend: Reflectionsspacefiend on June 24th, 2005 01:49 am (UTC)
Wow, those were really neat. Really neat indeed.
Little Red: gleee! - nenyamylittleredgirl on June 24th, 2005 04:23 am (UTC)
Thanks!!
(Deleted comment)
Little Red: sga - sw incomplete - thetoofstermylittleredgirl on June 24th, 2005 04:24 am (UTC)
I think that's my favorite line, too. :)

Especially in Shep context. I'm slowly weaning myself off fanfic as my main creative outlet... but we're starting slow. ;)
Triciatriciabyrne1978 on June 24th, 2005 04:33 am (UTC)
I LOVE this!

Very nice. And an AWESOME exercise... *Reminds herself to try it when she gets time*
Little Red: trek - kes sees - 50thousandtearzmylittleredgirl on June 27th, 2005 02:40 pm (UTC)
Thank you!! And it's so fun. I will have to track down the friend who gave me the idea and forward her the love. :)
(no subject) - triciabyrne1978 on June 27th, 2005 02:42 pm (UTC) (Expand)
A wild and untamed thingrebeccasama on June 24th, 2005 05:36 am (UTC)
Ohh very nice. Many of these really make my muse stand up and hit me over the head with a bat....
Little Red: trek - kes sees - 50thousandtearzmylittleredgirl on June 27th, 2005 02:41 pm (UTC)
I love it when that happens! Hopefully it didn't bruise, though. :)