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rainbowfic2014-12-07 10:30 pm
bookblather) wrote in rainbowfic2014-12-07 10:30 pm
White 6, Hills of Iowa 5, Lapis Lazuli 4: Stockings
Author: Kat
Title: Stockings
Story: In the Heart
Colors: White 6 (red, white, and blue), hills of Iowa 5 (And if we want a god we had to follow, follow him down.), lapis lazuli 4 (yarn) with serpentine's paint-by-numbers (learning to knit can't be that hard can it?)
Supplies and Materials: Seed beads, acrylic (distrust), glitter ("Sometimes you just have to try, even though you know it won't work." – Junot Diaz), glue (You're approaching the end of the road, but you are confident that another route will soon appear to take you in a different direction. In fact, you have been eagerly anticipating this change and now that it's almost here, it's quite irritating that you're still dealing with the old stuff rather than pushing off into new territory.), bichromatic, pastels (Putting up the stockings)
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG
Summary: Knitting the Christmas stockings was a bad idea.
Warnings: very brief mention of infertility, swearing
Notes: none.
In hindsight, knitting the Christmas stockings had been a mistake.
To begin with, the only yarn Maria had was red, white, and blue Fourth of July acrylic crap that had been on sale the last time she'd had a crafting obsession. Then there was the small detail that she didn't know how to knit. At least she'd managed to finished Lawrence's, crooked and half holes as it was.
She was still finishing her own on Christmas Eve, her needles clicking against the crackle of the fire, her swearing muffled under Lawrence snoring on the couch. They'd meant to go to Lawrence's family for dinner tonight, but when she got down to it Maria just couldn't stand the thought.
She knew they'd ask about babies, all faux concern and avid eyes. And she could not deal with that right now.
It would be okay, she reminded herself. They were going to adopt. They'd have children, there was just going to be a bit of a wait. She was going to be a mother. It was just going to take a little longer than she would have liked.
Goddamn stockings. She just could not figure out how to turn a damn heel.
Title: Stockings
Story: In the Heart
Colors: White 6 (red, white, and blue), hills of Iowa 5 (And if we want a god we had to follow, follow him down.), lapis lazuli 4 (yarn) with serpentine's paint-by-numbers (learning to knit can't be that hard can it?)
Supplies and Materials: Seed beads, acrylic (distrust), glitter ("Sometimes you just have to try, even though you know it won't work." – Junot Diaz), glue (You're approaching the end of the road, but you are confident that another route will soon appear to take you in a different direction. In fact, you have been eagerly anticipating this change and now that it's almost here, it's quite irritating that you're still dealing with the old stuff rather than pushing off into new territory.), bichromatic, pastels (Putting up the stockings)
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG
Summary: Knitting the Christmas stockings was a bad idea.
Warnings: very brief mention of infertility, swearing
Notes: none.
In hindsight, knitting the Christmas stockings had been a mistake.
To begin with, the only yarn Maria had was red, white, and blue Fourth of July acrylic crap that had been on sale the last time she'd had a crafting obsession. Then there was the small detail that she didn't know how to knit. At least she'd managed to finished Lawrence's, crooked and half holes as it was.
She was still finishing her own on Christmas Eve, her needles clicking against the crackle of the fire, her swearing muffled under Lawrence snoring on the couch. They'd meant to go to Lawrence's family for dinner tonight, but when she got down to it Maria just couldn't stand the thought.
She knew they'd ask about babies, all faux concern and avid eyes. And she could not deal with that right now.
It would be okay, she reminded herself. They were going to adopt. They'd have children, there was just going to be a bit of a wait. She was going to be a mother. It was just going to take a little longer than she would have liked.
Goddamn stockings. She just could not figure out how to turn a damn heel.