So Blogger ate a nice long dissertation and bit of dialogue that I wrote last night...Grrr. Stupid blogger. So instead...books!

Reading Only Begotten Daughter, but James Morrow. Completely and utterly Kristen's fault, and now I'm convinced that the devil is a vegetarian and Atlantic City really is evil. Julie Katz freaks me out just a bit, but what do you expect from the daughter of God and a celibate Jewish hermit who runs a lighthouse? Such a wonderful mindfuck experience. Mmm, twisted. Haven't gotten very far, but 'tis still much fun. It gets frightened looks from the people who read the synopsis on the back. This pleases me.

Not feeling overly creative, not in the literary sense. Have snippets running around in my head, mostly of Von acting very, very gay and frightening the hey out of Zyn. Silly little crackheads. (In this case, literally crackheads, or something similar- Von had a few substance abuse problems in the past that still occasionally bite him in the ass and generally lead him to call Ari'i at three in the morning and ask her to tuck him in again. Oi, they have so many issues. *huggles poor abused characters*)

Hum dee dum. Whee!