Day 14: The Knave of Pentacles

The Card

I. LOVE. The Knave of Pentacles.  She is SO CUTE it makes me a little crazy.  Every time she appears, I'm just happy.  

I mean, see it for yourself,

I haz berries

Nomnomnom

AAAAAH AREN'T YOU DYING FROM CUTENESS?!

I am.

So the Knave of Pentacles is, like all these knaves, mischevious.  She's smart, but not as smart as the Knave of Swords .  She's the most childlike, being selfish and whiny most of the time.  She also has blame-the-world-itis, which is a real thing.  But she's youth incarnate and aren't all kids like that and you either love them or hate them and I happen to love them so there.

The Process

I have been listening to this song non.stop.today:

  And then I was also listening to this song non.stop.aswell:

And the combination has made my mind EXPLODE with happiness and I've been chair dancing for hours.  I think you're familiar with chair dancing, it's where you put on your soundproof headphones and ignore the world and bounce like a maniac in your chair and knock things off the table and scare the dog and have a grand ol' time.

And I was doing that as I meditated on this youthful, fun, card and all of a sudden, without any conscious thought about it at all, I started writing. 

This last week or whatever, I've been stressing myself out because I've been like Omg, all of these scenes are like THE SAME ISSUE OVER AND OVER can somebody do something effin' happy?! But nobody was doing anything happy, effin' or otherwise, because I'm not sure if anybody else feels this way, but, turns out, Death is kinda sad.  Which is NEWS TO MEEEEEE.

But today, when my mind was an autopilot, I was able to write a scene that's funny (maybe) and that has joy inside it (definitely).  And here's theeeeeee

Excerpt

[Three girls enter.  They’re wearing black clothes.  Look like they could be up to no good]

SYLVIE

Cindy.

Cindy.

BELLA

SHHH

CINDY

What?!

BELLA

Be quiet!

SYLVIE

Are you sure about this?

CINDY

Oh, come ON Sylvie

BELLA

QUIET

CINDY

Oh my god nobody can hear us

BELLA

There could be a security guard

SYLVIE

WHAT

I didn’t agree to that

CINDY

Oh my god THERE IS NO SECURITY GUARD

Stopppp iiiit

[The three sneak walk in silence for a moment before]

SYLVIE

Are you sure this is a good idea?

BELLA

Yeah, are you sure?

CINDY

We agreed to do this

SYLVIE

Yeah but

CINDY

It’s what she wants.

.

Wanted.

[Sneak walking]

BELLA

Are we almost there at least?

CINDY

Yes.

SYLVIE

It didn’t seem this far at the funeral

BELLA

We went a different way

SYLVIE

Why didn’t we go that way?

CINDY

Because we’re breaking into a friggin cemetery, that’s why.

BELLA

I can’t believe we’re doing this

SYLVIE

We’re gonna get arrested

BELLA

Expelled

SYLVIE

Shot

BELLA

Shot?

SYLVIE

By the police

BELLA

CINDY?!

CINDY

We’re NOT gonna get shot or caught or anything

In Conclusion 

I love to dance.  I'm that person dancing when nobody else is dancing and everybody's like Omg isn't that girl like embarrassing herself?! And I'm like Who's embarrassed, dancing is fcking awesome and then everybody's dancing.  Nobody cares what you look like when you dance!  Nobody's looking at you being like Wow, her form is horrible, and even if they are it doesn't matter because  a. that person's a douche, b. never see that douche again and c. you'll be DANCING and nothing matters when you're dancing.  And if you will see that douche again because that douche is your friend then hate to break it to you, but you have a douchey friend and you should get a new friend.  Like me!

That's really all I have to rant about today.  Onwards, upwards and etc!