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GYWO progress, 1/25/09
And I did good this weekend!
I am now at 21,892. I have now hit the goal for January. I will hit it harder next weekend. (Month's goal was 21,233.)
My writing speed went down the tubes the last few days, but I did get a bit of writing done. The writing for today/yesterday is Kurisutin (Kamen Rider Den-O) and an untitled fic in the Kiva Queen's Gambit universe that is there because it has an adult warning (and incest and kind of mpreg, except Wataru is kind of female in that sub-universe) on it.
The Kiva fic was inspired by
amazonstorm'a fic, "What to Expect When You're Expecting", but with a different angle because it's Queen's Gambit. The Den-O one was kind of fun because I was having that conversation run through my head in Japanese for accuracy.
The conversation ran as follows in Japanese in my head, which means it might be slightly wrong:
As he was walking out the gate of the complex where the family lived, he bumped into a woman hauling a cat carrier. "Sumimasen," he said automatically, in his own language, and hoped the woman would understand the intent if not the words.
"Sumimasen," she responded in turn. The words were slow and heavily accented, but he could understand them. "Nihongo o hanashimasu ka?"
"Hai," he said. It was so nice to have someone to speak Japanese to besides the family he was staying with. "Hanashimasu?"
"Chotto," she replied. "Nihango o chotto hanashimasu." That was evident by the accent, of course.
"Onamae wa?" Ryoutarou asked. He was glad that he had left early for his bus; though the stop was only a few yards down, he still didn't want to miss it.
"Kurisutin," she said, smiling shyly.
"Onamae no neko ga?" he asked.
"Onamae no neko ga Kuorudelia," she replied. She had one eye on the street, and Ryoutarou had to wonder what had happened.
"Doko iku?" he asked.
"Neko ga... byounin," she said, uncertain of her words. "Watashi wa byounin no ishisan ni."
"Byouki," he corrected, and she blushed and smiled.
"Sumimasen, arigatou gozaimasu," she said. "Onamae wa?"
"Nogami Ryoutarou," he replied. "Hajimemashite, Kurisutin-san."
She bowed awkwardly a little, though she didn't have to do so. "Hajimemashite, Nogami-san." A taxi pulled up, and she gave an apologetic smile. "Sumimasen. Ikimasu."
I am now at 21,892. I have now hit the goal for January. I will hit it harder next weekend. (Month's goal was 21,233.)
My writing speed went down the tubes the last few days, but I did get a bit of writing done. The writing for today/yesterday is Kurisutin (Kamen Rider Den-O) and an untitled fic in the Kiva Queen's Gambit universe that is there because it has an adult warning (and incest and kind of mpreg, except Wataru is kind of female in that sub-universe) on it.
The Kiva fic was inspired by
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The conversation ran as follows in Japanese in my head, which means it might be slightly wrong:
As he was walking out the gate of the complex where the family lived, he bumped into a woman hauling a cat carrier. "Sumimasen," he said automatically, in his own language, and hoped the woman would understand the intent if not the words.
"Sumimasen," she responded in turn. The words were slow and heavily accented, but he could understand them. "Nihongo o hanashimasu ka?"
"Hai," he said. It was so nice to have someone to speak Japanese to besides the family he was staying with. "Hanashimasu?"
"Chotto," she replied. "Nihango o chotto hanashimasu." That was evident by the accent, of course.
"Onamae wa?" Ryoutarou asked. He was glad that he had left early for his bus; though the stop was only a few yards down, he still didn't want to miss it.
"Kurisutin," she said, smiling shyly.
"Onamae no neko ga?" he asked.
"Onamae no neko ga Kuorudelia," she replied. She had one eye on the street, and Ryoutarou had to wonder what had happened.
"Doko iku?" he asked.
"Neko ga... byounin," she said, uncertain of her words. "Watashi wa byounin no ishisan ni."
"Byouki," he corrected, and she blushed and smiled.
"Sumimasen, arigatou gozaimasu," she said. "Onamae wa?"
"Nogami Ryoutarou," he replied. "Hajimemashite, Kurisutin-san."
She bowed awkwardly a little, though she didn't have to do so. "Hajimemashite, Nogami-san." A taxi pulled up, and she gave an apologetic smile. "Sumimasen. Ikimasu."