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[weminence]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

This is my piece for the Candlenights Exchange put on by @thecandlenightszone for @johnchurch

It's the first piece I've finished in awhile and I really like it all things considered. Hope you enjoy too!

[wemupdates]

Week 131

12 July 2020 - 18 July 2020

Goals:

~ write and read I did... for one single day....

~ maybe hang out w/ a friend yeah! Twice!

~ breathe I think so

~ apply for jobs Kinda?

Week 132: 19 July 2020 - 25 July 2020

Goals:

~ write and read

~ get on a better schedule

~ drink less soda...

[peculiarwem]

Day 539

19 January 2019 

ugh

Today’s Goals: read

TA: nope

NA

NA

NA

Pages: I did read like three pages of TRP but I’m not counting it because I should’ve done better. I’ve just been so tired all day and then my sister was a bitch and honestly she could ruin my entire day with like two words if she tried hard enough. She’s a cunt. 

Goals for Tomorrow: Don’t talk to m sister if I can help it. 

[weminence]

Stone Skin

So I have a discord and I’m supposed post prompts weekly and daily. Much like my daily update posts. If you would like to join it’s here, but this is a piece based off one of my prompts. Yeah. 

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When people die their bodies turn to stone. Stone remains are brought to a Carver to be chiseled into mementos for the surviving loved ones. Mementos are often family crests, symbols, animals, or carvings of the deceased’s likeness. Sometimes all that remains is a statue’s dust. Some statues remain uncarved, forgotten, forever.

- from Statuaries: A History of Death

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When I was quite young, my parents gave me a set of toy soldiers. Everyone in my grade had a set of toy soldiers. Mine were mostly uninteresting aside from the fact they were made of stone. I never really paid them much mind other than when I played with them. When you’re young, death and shadows don’t exist.

Death wasn’t real until I was seventeen when my grandmother died. Her statue was still and quiet with the same dimpled chin and soft cheeks. She’d passed in her sleep. I didn’t request a carving but my mother got us matching pandas, my grandmother’s favorite animal.

I didn’t remember the soldiers until a couple years later, when I was packing up my childhood bedroom in order to move. I came across a small box in the back of my closet, tucked away, almost hidden. I opened the box and there they sat, wrapped in tissue paper. Now that I was older, it was obvious the soldiers were carvings from someone’s statue. As I held one of the soldiers in my hand, I wondered whose carvings they were.

“Dad?” I asked. The figurines felt infinitely heavier in my adult hand than they ever had as a child. 

He answered, “Yes, Jackie?” looking up from his own packing project. 

I held up the piece in my hand to show him. “Whose pieces are these?” 

Dad at first was surprised but then he smiled with deep sadness in his eyes. Carefully taking the soldier from my hand, he said, “I’d forgotten about these guys.” Dad turned the soldier over in his hands. He frowned and sat heavily in his chair, rubbing at a chip in the soldier’s platform with great focus. 

“Didn’t we tell you about Charlie?” Dad asked, looking up at me. I shook my head no. Dad hummed. “Charlie was our son, your mother’s and mine.”

“I had a brother?”

Dad nodded. “He died before you were born, and we had these made for you. You deserved to have him in your life, even if he couldn’t really be there.” Dad paused, turning the figure over in his hands. “Are you thinking about taking these guys with you?”

I hadn’t been planning on it, but the attention and care with which my dad held the figures changed my mind. “Maybe you could keep most of them. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to them.” I smiled, taking the figure from my father. “But I’ll keep this one. He’s the captain.”

[weminence]

Last Line Tag

I was tagged by @gloriafrimpong Thank you! (Also I was previously tagged by @writingamongthecoloredroses I believe but I didn’t have anything to post.) 

While they waited for the super to get the towel, they sent the store clerk to get Omen. “He’s parked in the third isle, in a black car. Here’s the license plate.”

I had more to this bit but there’s some rough bits that I just haven’t quite figured out but like there’s words on a page and I CAN DO THIS YAY

I tag @writingamongthecoloredroses @blueinkblot and @ashleyddddd

[weminence]

Day 1524

30 November 2020

I don’t have a lot to say here. I am tired and I have been tired. 

Goals: write, resume, yoga

Progress: I only wrote and it was only a little anyway

Music: I think I was listening to something? But idk

Today’s Goals: write, paint, yoga, resume

[weminence]

Previously on Day 1488 and Day 1489

25 October 2020 & 26 October 2020

Um... I have a headache. No thoughts here. Sorry.

25 Oct: Day 1488

Goals:  write ~15 min, fold and cook

Progress: maybe (likely), YES, and yes (it wasn’t that good :( -)

Music: none... I was conversing during the folding and the cooking

Goals for Today:  none

26 Oct: Day 1489

Goals: NA

Progress: I wrote for a bit... maybe 10 minutes, i didn’t feel emotionally well today and spent most of it in bed... I did get to play Among Us with friends. I have a headache now...

Music: Achilles Come Down, Feeling Good (The Muse Version) and Whisper which distracted me bc it reminded me of Oh, Catastrophe but I couldn’t remember the name of Oh, Catastrophe 

Tomorrow’s Goals: um... write, don’t fall asleep at 12 pm?, clean, apply for jobs

[weminence]

November Review and December Goals

November 2020

~ 25,000 words for NaNo 

No. Not even close. I did write better this month which was nice but NaNo was a flop. 

~ read 3 books

No. Read more than I have, but I did not finish any book. 

~ get a second job

This is laughable 

~ sleep better

Yeah, I mean in the last week I kind fucked that up but I was actually on a pretty decent schedule for a bit there

~ less soda

No. 

December 2020

~ 20,000 words, just written

~ 2 pieces of writing

~ participate in my own discord maybe

~ read 5 books

~ exercise

~ get a second job

~ drink water