Now there's a gift I can afford

Give feedback for the holidays.

And no, I'm not in a single challenge this year. In fact, I've sworn off all fanfic writing until the end of the sanskritsanskritsanskrit quarter (which is coming blissfully, mercifully soon).

Someone asked me yesterday which was worse: my ruthlessly hard Sanskrit class or my just awful waste-of-time creative writing class.

Ask me at the end of the quarter. Which is coming, thank god, at the end of next week.

And then there's finals. My Sanskrit final is on the 13th. After which I intend to fic-dulge.

(And send feedback.)

Little Icarus

My dad tells me:

"I recall how I would find you wide awake at midnight. You told me there
was just so much to think about that you could not sleep."

Hee. Sounds like me.



I told everyone in my creative writing class Tuesday that I wasn't sure if my story was appropriate, since it had a very explicit scene.

Now everyone wants to read it.

The lure of porn. Maybe I should have told them it was homoerotic?