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saturday.
New layout for the journal. I haven't made any changes to the looks of my journal since I made it, so when I found this layout, I decided it was time. I really love the big image in the sidebar that kind of stabilizes the entire thing... It's a collage I made back during my first La Sylphide craze and it still feels relevant. Plus, the colours.
The past two days, we've been sick, my girlfriend and I. The flu. K. has been in bed most of this time and has had it hard, whereas I have been better off, thanks to the flu shot I got some months ago. I've been able to feel I was sick, sure, but mostly I've been up and about. Still, I had a whole weekend of plans that I had to cancel, because I don't want to infect anyone else. Was a bit sad about tomorrow, where I was supposed to go to a X-mas party and meet my friend's new girlfriend for the first time, but like she says... We can do it some other time, when she hasn't invited three people over from various parts of the country who could take the flu with them back to where they came from. Not to mention, her girlfriend is from the UK and I don't want her to get sick either. Not so close to X-mas, especially.
I began writing something new yesterday. It was the only productive thing I could manage. It's in Danish this time, which is a first in... at least a couple of years. It just sort of happened. I've had this idea for a fic for while, planning to write it in English, but it wanted itself out differently. I think I talked about it earlier, inspired by Find Me by André Aciman and his vignette-style of writing? I started the first vignette which is the story of young love, two 13 year old girls' exploration of friendship, relationships and sexuality. So far I really like it, though it's weird to be back in the Danish idiom. I'm probably still a little stiff and English-inspired in my phrasings, but part of it really works anyway, so maybe that's just how it'll be.
Also,
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pipisafoat got me the last edits on Humility back, my Manon/Marguerite fanfic, so now I've finished my work on that! I will be putting up part three tomorrow. Part four, next Sunday. So proud of this fic, it's definitely a main work of mine. Looking forward to working on more English work soon. I might have an idea for an Effy fic from La Sylphide... Actually, I might already have started (also yesterday, I had a lot of time on my hands, okay)... It's going to be a verse novel-style thing.Posting the first part of it beneath the cut.
It always goes downhill
before it starts going up;
and she takes the dog with her
when she walks to town
where the market is
Thursday through Saturday,
on Sunday they rest.
They are good people.
They are good people.
The dog is a retriever,
what Gurn brings down,
it gets, it takes back
to its hunter;
it is a hunting dog.
Everyone is bred with a purpose,
Effy thinks hers must be to wait
for all the happinesses
that were promised
her.
Once.
On her way
between her village
and the neighbouring town
where the farmers gather
with their geese, their cattle
and their children,
she oftentimes sees Old Madge
who wanders her own paths
and gets from one place to another
in an unfathomable fashion
that you mustn’t question
or it will disappear in the mists.
Like Old Madge herself
always disappears
in the mists.
They pass each other by,
wordlessly but aware,
the woman throwing one look
at Effy’s empty belly,
which happiness continues
to evade,
and they know.
Both of them.
There is time still,
but how much?
How long?
Rest of the weekend will be spent doing nothing much. Writing some more, probably. Drinking a lot of tea. Luckily I had a whole stash of chamomile tea with honey infusion and vanilla which is delicious, warming and goes straight to a sick system. We've got food at home, so no need to go out at all. We'll be fine.
And hey, if we're sick now, the chances of catching anything before X-mas, if we're just careful, is relatively small. It's the little blessings.
Wishing you all calm and wellness, whatever that is to you.
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That's the way to think of it! I'm so sorry that have the flu, but this tiny sacrifice now means hopefully you're safe for Christmas (touch wood!). Hope you make a swift recovery!!
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