bookblather (
bookblather) wrote in
rainbowfic2012-09-05 02:22 am
Liver 8: Tidal
Author: Kat
Title: Tidal
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Liver 8 (hand).
Supplies and Materials: Acrylic (event), pastels (starting over), fingerpainting (imitating
shipwreck_light) (sincerest form of flattery, right? Right??).
Word Count: 151
Rating: G
Summary: Aaron and Clara reorganize their bookshelves.
Warnings: nope.
Notes: Meme fill for
scarletgypsy.
Clara is the daughter of wordsmiths, and Aaron has always loved books-- their combined collections overflow the bookshelves regularly, a tidal sea of stories washing up on desks and tables and bedside tables. Today they're sweeping them back, herding wandering novels and strayed nonfiction, each in its own place for a breath before it migrates out again.
They murmur to each other, shelving books. What did you think of this one? This was a nice read. I didn't like that, but I think you might. Half-built sentences, half-expressed thoughts, and fingers touching as they pass the books, hand to hand, tale to tale.
If it was only putting them back it would be a pointless exercise, since the books will just go journeying again, fetching up on kitchen-counter peaks and couch-cushion valleys. But it isn't about the bookshelves; it isn't about organization. It never has been, and that's all right too.
Title: Tidal
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Liver 8 (hand).
Supplies and Materials: Acrylic (event), pastels (starting over), fingerpainting (imitating
Word Count: 151
Rating: G
Summary: Aaron and Clara reorganize their bookshelves.
Warnings: nope.
Notes: Meme fill for
Clara is the daughter of wordsmiths, and Aaron has always loved books-- their combined collections overflow the bookshelves regularly, a tidal sea of stories washing up on desks and tables and bedside tables. Today they're sweeping them back, herding wandering novels and strayed nonfiction, each in its own place for a breath before it migrates out again.
They murmur to each other, shelving books. What did you think of this one? This was a nice read. I didn't like that, but I think you might. Half-built sentences, half-expressed thoughts, and fingers touching as they pass the books, hand to hand, tale to tale.
If it was only putting them back it would be a pointless exercise, since the books will just go journeying again, fetching up on kitchen-counter peaks and couch-cushion valleys. But it isn't about the bookshelves; it isn't about organization. It never has been, and that's all right too.

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Adore.
Everything.
About their booksea.
And the journey it takes them on.
Thank you so much for posting *heartbubbles*.
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