Things have been so busy here lately; it seems as if no time has passed since I checked in for the ROW80 on Monday morning. (Actually, I’m still trying to figure out where the week went since last Wednesday.)
Nonetheless, it is Wednesday once more, and that means… WIPpet Wednesdays and ROW80 check-ins. And…. because I’m so much more calm and organized these days than I have been (please, disregard the maniacal laughter behind the curtain)… I am getting this post done on Wednesday and in the morning (yes, I know if I was really organized I’d have had most of the post written and scheduled for today weeks ago).
So, without further ado, let’s head in for the
These few days have been kind of a bust. It’s been SO muggy and rainy here. Who knew I’d moved to the rainforest? Add that to the fact that I’ve been running around trying to get caught up on all the things I had fallen behind on during the last few months, as well as building up the base for being able to handle the upcoming fall chaos… I’m proud of myself despite not making super progress on my goals.
I am finding I need more incoming as opposed to outgoing when Life gets busy and chaotic. It doesn’t matter if I have ideas to write. If I jot them down for later, that works out far better than trying to expound on them in the moment. I can’t focus on creative endeavors when I’m trying to juggle too many real world things. Something always gives… and I can’t let the real world things slide at the moment.
So what this means is… I made very little progress, and I’m anticipating making very little progress for the rest of the summer. That’s okay. Knowing my limits (and respecting them even moreso) has always been a challenge for me. I’ve learned them, slowly.
So, no, I didn’t get my five sentences down since Monday. I did get to the Y and have a workout yesterday. I have done my pleasure reading. I got some editing done (mostly so I’d have a WIPpet today). It’s progress.
I had trouble deciding how long to make this piece. In the end, I elected to stop mid-section and follow the date closer (WIPpet rules ask that ‘pets’ have something to do with the date after all). So here are 23 sentences (7 for July + 16 for the day) of (oh, heck, I might as well just call it) Phuque Ewe following directly after last week’s post Had Known:
Atyr curled against him, resting her head against his chest just under his chin, cradled in his arm. He reached over her to punch the stuffing in the pillow until it was back under his head then slid his hand down her back. Tentative touches from fingers both mental and not probed for a reaction. ‘Listii grabbed the physical fingers lightly and held them against her own hip.
The mental touches he ignored as best he could, hoping that she’d tire of his resistance and fall asleep before he was too tired to shield her out.
Yet he wished so much that he could let her back in.
When morning came and his alarm woke them, ‘Listii was able to retreat further behind barriers of clothing, distance and image. He considered himself lucky. He’d survived the night moderately unscathed.
Atyr was puzzled with him, he knew, but she’d given up trying to pry the information. She took her shower first while he checked for messages and dealt with the one from earlier.
She came out of the bath once more dressed, though this time she was wearing a shirt he’d loaned to her because somehow hers had gotten mangled in the bedding. She hadn’t bothered to put on pants and her behind, covered once more in the emerald panties, peeked out enticingly from beneath the shirt’s hem. She was combing out snarls from her hair.
“Do you want to borrow some pants, Atyr?” he asked as he looked up from his monitor at the shadow she cast over him rather than her reflected image in the screen.
“No, I’m fine. It’s just down the hall to Nisxel’s room.” Her hand touched his shoulder hesitantly. “‘Listii….”
He sighed softly and reached up to gather her fingers. “I know, Mouse. It wasn’t you. But she…” Tears he’d shed too many times before threatened to escape again.
That’s all for this week, peeps. Enjoy yourselves, wherever you are, whatever you are doing…. Life is meant to be LIVED!
- Smiley from the sMirC-series. smiling (Photo credit: Wikipedia)