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Aug. 23rd, 2009 09:04 amI'm always amazed at people writing on these meme things. I get ideas for prompts on those things like three weeks after everyone has finished up and moved on to something else, leaving me feeling left out of all the fun. I have to think about stories a long time before I can work them out in my mind and write them down.
So when I signed up for cliche bingo, I told myself I wasn't going to stress about it. I already had decided to concentrate on my kink_bingo card, and I decided if I wasn't immediately thrilled with my cliche bingo card I would just write one little mediocre 500 word thing and be done with it, just so I wouldn't be banned (horrors!).
Well, of course, now I feel like a criminal because I'm clearly not going to be getting bingo on this cliche card.
You know, in my utopia where women rule the world, we're going to work like pack mules for 3 weeks out of every month on making the world a beautiful, loving, satisfying, inclusive place. On the fourth week, you check into the spa/insane asylum where people who are not in their fourth week take care of you, and give you massages and listen to your complaints, and make sure your needs are met without making you ask for help.
They insist on helping you into the hot tub and bringing you a big fluffy perfumed towel when you are ready to get out. They don't hold any crazy, ridiculous rambling thing you say against you because they understand that you are temporarily insane. You can watch TOS Star Trek while weeping over your lost youth, and go on and on about how nobody likes you and you've failed at life and everything you've ever tried to do and so on, and later when you're recovered and gone back out into the world no one reminds you that you've made an ass of yourself or implies that you are unstable.
Yep, that's how it would be.
So when I signed up for cliche bingo, I told myself I wasn't going to stress about it. I already had decided to concentrate on my kink_bingo card, and I decided if I wasn't immediately thrilled with my cliche bingo card I would just write one little mediocre 500 word thing and be done with it, just so I wouldn't be banned (horrors!).
Well, of course, now I feel like a criminal because I'm clearly not going to be getting bingo on this cliche card.
You know, in my utopia where women rule the world, we're going to work like pack mules for 3 weeks out of every month on making the world a beautiful, loving, satisfying, inclusive place. On the fourth week, you check into the spa/insane asylum where people who are not in their fourth week take care of you, and give you massages and listen to your complaints, and make sure your needs are met without making you ask for help.
They insist on helping you into the hot tub and bringing you a big fluffy perfumed towel when you are ready to get out. They don't hold any crazy, ridiculous rambling thing you say against you because they understand that you are temporarily insane. You can watch TOS Star Trek while weeping over your lost youth, and go on and on about how nobody likes you and you've failed at life and everything you've ever tried to do and so on, and later when you're recovered and gone back out into the world no one reminds you that you've made an ass of yourself or implies that you are unstable.
Yep, that's how it would be.
