Das Hier #35

It is painfully clear to me that I have been away from the words for far too long as I got caught up in the memoriams of humans that have made the pictures that they so love.

I don't get their appreciation of these stories, because I find them too long and they often like to make followups.

And to that idea I shake my head.

Maybe it's odd that I think this as a writer, but it is how I feel.

I don't even remember what I was going to write.

Was I going to slam Dalton for calling me a quitter if I withdrew from the collective?

He certainly deserves it, not that I hate him, but he was certainly an ass when he was dissing me for wanting the collective to succeed.

But that was more than a half hour ago and that was too long for me to hold onto the thought that I had then.

So I begin again. 

Thoad stared in the sky, his mouth agape as the speed trail left behind by Merithee, remained vivid when she'd passed by more than five minutes earlier.

And then came the saucer force, who were trying to catch her without breaking into 8 Drive, which would allow them to catch her, but at this altitude, it would damage the sky, And then sky had been damaged enough in the war that they had to be careful now.

Of course, why were they even chasing after her? She was the hero they needed and he couldn't imagine her ever doing something that would warrant their chasing her.

But that wasn't the worst thing as there was the image of a face staring down at me that was creeped me out as if I should know the face.

But how could I?

It's not yet five and I have not written much this quarter but I do want to eat then go to bed so that the day is not lost.

So sadly, I will bring this quarter's writing to an end now.

The final hour of the 2nd quarter is here and once again, I am not hard at the words, just as I wasn't  when I wrote in the first. This is not the way to a good writer's day, which for me, going ahead, alone, because that is the likeliest of paths for me to take is 2000 words and I didn't write more than 345 words.

Even getting to 500 words, which I can get to isn't a great place to be at.

Ugh, I'm being tedious aren't I?

I grabbed my head as a flood of images flooded through me and I couldn't stand on my feet as there was a pain that came with them.

And a voice.

"Thoad Kuhbai, stand though the pain for I have chosen you as the Merithee proved to be too resistant to me so I had to flee from her, though her form was pleasingly strong and would not have burned out as yours surely will since prolonged exposure to me is not good for you lessers." He said, not caring that he had just signed my death warrant.

"Who are you to do this to me nameless voice?" I shouted out loud to him, not caring who might hear me as I was in the wilds of mine own home and there wasn't a soul around for miles as I had found the need for seclusion years before and come to thrive in this seclusion.

"Who am I? I am Huuv and you will do well to respect the power that I wield over you lesser. Because I can make you dead all the sooner if you refuse me." He said in my mind as the heat inside began to rise. And not slow and steady neither.

Alien on alien crime. Who knew?

I am not having a good day as I am just starting to write now in the final hour of the quarter and I haven't even written my way to 700 words at this time.

And I wanted to reach double this by the end of the quarter so that I could dream of writing 3000 words today.

Mind you, the collective, of which I'm still a part of has racked up more 3000 word days at this point than the good Petrie did last year so we're still in it.

And for the record Dalton, I take offence at what you said last night. I am a winner whether I withdraw from the collective or not, so you have some nerve to call me a quitter.

If I do withdraw,  I won't have any cause to feel bad about.

As for not wanting my words if I do withdraw, so be it. You can't write a million words without me.

And a million words written by more than writer in a year is nowhere near as amazing an accomplishment as what the good Petrie did last year.

There was also another human who wrote more than a million words last year. Only his name escapes me and I don't even know if he wants his accomplishment touted.

So I won't tout him but he did good.

Not that we shouldn't attempt to do what we have set out to do, but we must keep in mind that it will take five of us when the good Petrie and the other, did it all by themselves. 

Why does this blog site underline the name of that otherwise insignificant writer whose dreams are greater than his accomplishments?

I'm sure that bothers him.

As it should.

But enough of him yes, because outside of me and his human friends, who's talking about him?

Exactly.

Nobody.

I'm going to write a thousand words today at least.

Be well humans.

Nos Glorieux are playing once more and they are currently leading by a score of 2-1.

But these are not their days of long ago glory and that is not a safe lead as they jumped out to a quick lead only for the other team to score and shortly thereafter find themslves with the man advantage which is a great chance for them to even the scoring.

And Nos Glorieux have played far too many games this season where they have given up more than two goals in a game.

So they need more goals, despite the abilities of their keeper, he has struggled at times but has played very well of late, which has been reflected in their results.

Not that the haters or some of the paid observers have necessarily taken note of.

They love the narrative of them struggling.

So what Nos Glorieux must do is use that as a fuel on what is still an improbable push to qualify for the tournament.

But it isn't over until it's over.

And if they do qualify, watch out haters and paid observers, you never know what can happen.

But of course they have to qualify anf games like these are key.

They're all key thanks to those two streaks of horrible wretchedness that they experienced after they reached their highest point of the season.

Even if they do qualify, they will not reach that height again. 

Hmm, 1500 words here I come. But I must admit that there will be no heroic charge to the first good peak today. There's too much writing to be done.

Still, I can hold my head and will indeed write 2000 words this day.

Which is more than I can say about how Dalton did yesterday.

No I am not angry with him, just disappointed that he took unwarranted shots on me.

We will not be sharing this site as soon as mine is up and running.

He can keep this one and I will be happy to have something better.  

"What do you want from me? I am nobody and cannot possibly help you in any way, so you should leave me have my life." Thoad said, not caring if he sounded pitiful. What he wanted was only fair.

"Want Thoad? I want nothing! I demand! And you will obey. Or you will die. It is that simple." He screamed in Thoad's head as he continued to cause a rise in his body's temperature.

Oh no. Did Nos Glorieux just lose another player to injury just after getting one back?

That would be typical of this season.

This is not good and leaves me with my fingers being crossed. 

And all of this has been happening with Nos Glorieux playing with the mad man advantage. They even played with a two man advantage and couldn't manage to increase their lead.

Humans!

You frustrate me sometimes.

This is why you struggle.

And once more they are on the man advantage. Not scoring. This man advantage is headed towards fail with fewer than 30 second left to do with it what they need to do with it.

That would be scoring.

The man advantage is over and now they are at the disadvantage and in a game which could be 6-1 if they were firing on all the cylinders, they could be looking at a tie game.

I shake my head at them all the while maintaining the crossing of my fingers because there is no news about the injured player.

And before I forget, I have written more than Dalton, with hours left in the day to write even more.

Another disadvantage Nos Glorieux? Your keeper can only deny so many of these situations per game.

Then another penalty?

At least this one was on the other team, but Nos Glorieux, oh how you are worrying me tonight as you have not scored since early in the first.

And the last score was by the other team.

Oh bother!

...forgive me for yawning as Nos Glorieux found themselves on a brief advantage and I knew that they would not score.

Yes, I am disappointed in them tonight as they are just up by a single score and that is not enough.

How long before the other team scores to tie the game?

Surely in the next four minutes, which would be the last minutes of the 2nd.

Nos Glorieux need this game! 

And they scored to tie the game.

Can they not win in the regularity now?

I hate being right about the bad things.

What I will not do however, even if I give in to the immediacy of despiar for how this game has turned. is give up on the push to 2000 words which I have not yet done today.

And won't before the end of this period. That will come in the 3rd.

Sadly, there's not enough time left in the day for me to make it to the first good peak like I had hoped that I would.

Oh bother again.

Am I going to be happy come the end of this game, or will I be what I would say right now, which is not happy?

TIme has passed and it is now in the 3rd and I fear that the haters will be happy come the end of the game.

And there are many of those because Nos Glorieux have a long and storied history that no other team in the league comes close to.

Yes, it has been many years since they experienced that glory and on a world that is consumed with immediacy, that leaves Nos Glorieux as a sad faced boy in the corner crying.

In their eyes at least.

Just tell me though when any team comes close to their accomplishments and then we can talk.

The next goal is key of course, but I'm afraid to say that Nos Glorieux scoring the next goal will not give me any confidence that that will be winning marker.

If the other team scores however, I am afraid that the game will end with keeper-free goal, just to drive the dagger in deeper.

And if that is what in fact happens tonight, the haters will grin and laugh amongst themselves and say that this was the night that the season was lost, even though there are still many games left to play.

But they are a bothersome amount of points out of qualifying for the tournament.

If not for the second period of wretchedness that they went through.

One is bad enough, but two?

As for the injured player, he will not be returning tonight and now the question to be asked is how many games will he miss?

And what will the record of Nos Glorieux be in the wake of his certain absence.

Oh bother. Is this when they will score? The other team has just gone on the advantage.

If they in fact score on this, I'm afraid that they will win. And that win does great harm against Nos Glorieux who have been given the goodly help of one team ahead of them taking care of the other.

I am mildly surprised that the disadvantage that Nos Glorieux just had did not result in the go ahead goal.

So hope remains for this game. As does hope in the other one as the good result in that other one remains in favour of "us".

Though from a points' standpoint, which is not nearly as awkwardly written as it might seem that it is even this late in the game is at least understandable as they both have the same number of points.

But I will be sadly cross if the wrong team wins.

In the meantime, I continue to write, as it is only me and weaknesses, which we all have, that prevents me from writing.

Here it comes I thought. Or said actually, Not that I have any alien ability to see the outcome of unfolding events.

It's pessimism.

Yes, it's not only humans that can be pessimistic.

Yet another disadvantage for Nos Glorieux. Can their keeper stop all disadvantage shots?

This is the game if they score.

There's less than two minutes to play in the regularity so Nos Glorieux must not give the goal up and lose with little more than a minute left to play.

And they scored.

Sadly, that is the game winner. They have twice lost eight straight games but can't even put together four straight when they've been playing as well as they have of late?

Oh bother!

Look at what you did Nos Glorieux, you gave the haters reason to grin laugh and guffaw when you struck fast in the early part of the game and had a goodly lead of 2 scores to none.

But that was then.

You lost the game and that hurt. Especially on a night when you had help. But you couldn't help yourself.

What now?

The end of the day is near and what I had thought that I would do, the buying of food would mean stopping now when I am in the flow of words and writing well.

In fact, I just slipped past 2500 words for the day and how can I not stay to climb past the first good peak since those days have been "few and far between" to this point.

So I won't be having pizza tonight as I was planning to. Not unless I walk the other way and go to a pizza place, which I don't want to.

And now I've slowed down and worry that I won't be climbing to the first good peak, just as I didn't reach the second last time I wrote well.

Thoad fell to his knees and groaned in pain as the heat continued to rise like it wasn't going to stop. "Please Huuv, don't kill me."

"Don't kill me what?" He continued screaming in my mind.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Are you damaged Thoad? Call me master, for that is what I am. You now serve me or you die How was that not understood?

Oh the BloodPain, it has flared up again for the first time in forever. I don't know that I can continue writing feeling as I do now because of this.

Thank the Goodful Above that I was able to write as much as I did before the BloodPain came upon me again.

Curse you BloodPain! I am so close to the first good peak but the condition that hasn't bothered me since long before I ever thought that I would leave the homeworld and is now making me hold my head.

It's a testament to my force of will that I am able to keep writing through it.

But I cannot continue like this much longer. And it's so unfair when I am as close as I am.

"Master, don't kill me." He said finally.

And Huuv smiled. "Good, because I am already happier with this overtake than the last one. Save for one thing of course. But that can be changed.

"What one thing master?" Thoad said, scared as to what his new master would say in response.

"Patience foolish lesser, you will see soon enough." Huuv said with a sinister laugh.

As soon as I figure that out.

Okay, I know what he wants to change about him but I'm not going to share that with you now.

It's so late in the day. How is it that I let it  take so long for me to climb to the first good peak.

Of course, I would have been there already if I had written more in the second.

And I didn't.

 So here I am now, fending off the BloodPain and needing to write a mere fifty words before I can crash in bed and let sleep prevail against it.

I am almost there If I can just hold out for another few moments when I look to the bed and know that there I will find relief.

Victory is almost mine! And a hard fought one it will have been!

Finally! I can rest now! Thank the Goodful Above.

Charles Petrie

Date
02-10-20

Time

03:21-04:58=097, 11:04-11:59=055, 17:17-17:59=042
19:22-23:20=238
432 Minutes

Word Count

345+303+326+2041=3015