Underneath a sky so bright it's blinding me

Pinion
Words today: 3722 (Okay, some of these I got last night after I logged words. But then I looked up and I had 2500, and then 3000, and then I couldn't stop because I had the once-in-a-lifetime chance of catching up with jmeadows. Gah!)
Words total: 36744

36,744 / 70,000 (52.5%)

Please god, let that percentage be true. It feels like I'm halfway done, but books are tricksy and false.

Reason for stopping: No more words. None. Brain empty.
Sustenance: pesto and bread pudding and Tazo Berryblossom
Tyop: Asha lunches That should be "lunges"
Darling: Her skin is white as stone, white as frost, her lips and eyes bruised blue as anemones. Frozen cold as Snow White, and he has to cut away her bodice, shake the apple from her throat-- But her breast rises and falls above her corset, slow and shallow, and she's swallowed something much bigger than a poisoned apple.
Mean things: The attention of angels, sister in a coma (I know, I know, it's really serious), stress-induced vomiting
Quirks: I have wandered off the map. This latest reversal was not in the original game plan. I think I like it, though. We'll see how long that lasts.

If a psychic vampire eats the angel of hunger, and maybe later a chunk of the angel of dominion, and transubstantiates, what will she become the angel of? 2 parts hunger + 1 part winter + 1 part flaming swords + 1 part crazy goth girl = ???

When bad sequels happen to good movies

I was going to go climbing tonight, but after spending an hour looking for my wallet (it was under a cat) decided not to. Instead I watched:

#51. (vampire movie #13) Lost Boys: The Tribe

I hope that they paid Corey Feldman enough to keep him drunk through that whole ordeal.

(Seriously--the awful Lost Boys ripoff I was writing in junior high was better than that. But that doesn't mean I need to salvage it just to prove a point. Really it doesn't.)