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shrieks and shrugs
Feb. 20th, 2022 11:49 amWell! A lot has happened and also nothing has happened, which is just the most ... eh. I can't decide what it is. Since last Sunday, we came under voluntary evacuation orders here in BLR. All staff but one have decided to stay. For myself, I decided that if other countries aren't asking their families to leave, and if people are keeping their children here, then we're probably safe enough. No one, not even in the news and "news" that I can find, thinks that Minsk will see any sort of fighting, should fighting occur. I've been packing up my apartment, as I think I said, both to make it easier to ship my belongings should I need to go and because I officially gave my notice to leave at the end of the year and not come back, so I may as well use the time to clean up. I don't have as much stuff as I feared, and it's as good an excuse as any to spring clean.
Of course next week, everything could change.
Frustratingly and worryingly, I do not have a job yet for next school year. I really really wish I had that sorted.
I finished writing my spy AU fic, Lock and Key, and started publishing chapters today. I don't think I'll drag it out with one chapter per week, but I might post on Sundays and Wednesdays. Or I'll give in and publish the whole thing. Here's a bit from chapter one. As always, I hope you keep yourselves well and are as happy and healthy as possible.
Jin Guangyao leads Wei Ying out, down a short hallway (ten paces), up three flights of stairs (ten steps each flight), a left turn down another hall (thirty paces), outside to a waiting car (a black SUV), idling in the half-light of early morning. Jin Guangyao helps him into the passenger seat and closes the door gently.
“You know where to take him.” Jin Guangyao addresses the driver in Japanese.
“Hai,” is the curt reply.
Shit shit shit shit shit!
“Goodbye, Master Wei,” Jin Guangyao says to Wei Ying. “No doubt we will cross paths again.” He taps the roof of the car. “Go,” he tells the driver and in seconds, they merge with the early morning traffic of Lanling.
Of course next week, everything could change.
Frustratingly and worryingly, I do not have a job yet for next school year. I really really wish I had that sorted.
I finished writing my spy AU fic, Lock and Key, and started publishing chapters today. I don't think I'll drag it out with one chapter per week, but I might post on Sundays and Wednesdays. Or I'll give in and publish the whole thing. Here's a bit from chapter one. As always, I hope you keep yourselves well and are as happy and healthy as possible.
Jin Guangyao leads Wei Ying out, down a short hallway (ten paces), up three flights of stairs (ten steps each flight), a left turn down another hall (thirty paces), outside to a waiting car (a black SUV), idling in the half-light of early morning. Jin Guangyao helps him into the passenger seat and closes the door gently.
“You know where to take him.” Jin Guangyao addresses the driver in Japanese.
“Hai,” is the curt reply.
Shit shit shit shit shit!
“Goodbye, Master Wei,” Jin Guangyao says to Wei Ying. “No doubt we will cross paths again.” He taps the roof of the car. “Go,” he tells the driver and in seconds, they merge with the early morning traffic of Lanling.
