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Hedda T Bear
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Masters student, writer, mother to an unholy trinity of beasties. Above all things I am a lover of stories. Hearing them, watching, reading, creating. Like Crack, They are moreish…especially Good Omens. https://archiveofourown.org/users/Wellthumbed/works
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I have booked a babysitter for Friday…I do not remember what it’s for.
Ohh yes, if words were food i’d be well nourished. Gluttonous even.
David Attenburgh voice “and here we have the Michael Sheen, showing the beginnings of its winter plumage. The Sheen is infact made of velvet, the softness gathers in the eyes, making it vulnerable to full body giggles and gentle tears.”
Also, there’s books in every room of my place as well. Where there is surface area, that could be books.
Beautiful. I can’t get comfy in houses without book shelves. There’s nothing to look at.
Finally boxed up all of
My downstairs books. That’s…22 boxes. All of which are probably over filled. Do I have a problem? Probably. Do I wish to fix it? How dare you.
🤣🤣🤣🤣 yes. Yes it is. Delicious, paper gold.
Carpets been trashed by the doggo, so we need to rip it up and put flooring down. I need to box up my stuff so we can put everything in storage for a few weeks while this happens. The fear is real, as previously half of my collection was destroyed when someone flooded the area the books were in.
A friend offered to help me box my books up yesterday. She is kind. She is thoughtful. It’s a big task and I really could do with some help keeping on task and not getting distracted by the books I forgot I owned, or the books I love best. It really is a good idea to have help. Of course I said no.
I’m having to box up all my books because we’re ripping up the carpet to put down flooring (fuck you doggo, stop pissing on things) and on one of the graphic novel shelves I see this, and I melt a little. It’s me and HSBs childhood comfort teddies. 40ish years old each. Delicate and loved.
The hair! The hair! Grabable, stroke able, twiddle the curls between your fingers, hair!
In times of trouble, as I wait, chewing up cardboard with frustration, I just look at my arm and Aziraphales words sooth me.
Like I assume Paul McCartneys Frog Song (we all stand together) is the theme tune for the protests right?
You are now a magician. A wizard. A sorceress. A witch.

What is your familiar?

A pair of magpies. I give them treats,they bring me treasure. Their decendents and mine carry on the tradition. Magpies are vicious as fuck, so every now and then I receive an eyeball from one of my enemies.
You are now a magician. A wizard. A sorceress. A witch.

What is your familiar?

A raven who was once a magician and who, following an unfortunate spell, finds himself transformed into a black bird, forced to keep me company and recite poetry to me. And he has the voice of a certain Tom S.... 😇🤫
You are now a magician. A wizard. A sorceress. A witch.

What is your familiar?

Vizcacha. We can look sleepy all the time together.
Frickin love candy corn…and you don’t get it here. I shall live your striped goodness from afar.
Had a friend. She bought herself a goodie. Then bought one for me and a few others. Because “you deserve only good things, and this is a GOOD thing” it’s not quite the book group you thought you wanted…but it’s the book group you needed. Looking out for each other one goodie at a time.
If I’m honest it’s more a goodie wish list than an actual list of contents. Sigh deeply.
Doing the lords work. She will be ever so pleased.
“Look Mama, tentacles!” Baby boy this isn’t mummy’s goodie drawer, there are no tentacl…well now…Thems is some tentacles! Even the shopping malls are getting into the spirit.
I can hear the bubbles in the can of irn-bru on my desk, and the metallic hum of the electronics in the kitchen. These sounds are layered over the soft breathing the mini beast sleeping on the couch and the deep sighs of the pup. How can I be tired when there are so many sounds in the night.