I owe you fic. And I owe other people other fic. But I'm all caught up in degree-woes. Three hour long foreign language exam that I'm going to FAIL Friday. And a big boost in getting the dissertation done. I'm writing poetry like a profoundly twisted banshee with an irritating skin condition. It chafes. But it's flowing. Gushing even.
It's good. The poetry. I even won an award, and it's still brand new.
But I hope I'm not this scarce all semester, because I miss chatting, and I miss writing fanfic. *shrugs* We'll see, I guess.
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Date: 2004-01-27 10:09 pm (UTC)It's good. The poetry. I even won an award, and it's still brand new.
But I hope I'm not this scarce all semester, because I miss chatting, and I miss writing fanfic. *shrugs* We'll see, I guess.
*hugs you hard, too*