This is all part of my new plan...I'm going to leave the perfect amount of time between my entries so you all get kind of worried and hang out to read my updates, lol. Or, I'll just try to kick my arse into gear and not be such a yutz.

Anywho. I'm going over to the uni tomorrow to get some work done away from the not-hustle and not-bustle of home. Well...That and I heart libraries, especially ones I've never been to. There's something - to me - thoroughly thrilling and exciting about them. I mean, knowledge and power right there at your grubby little fingertips, what's not to like about that?! Besides, I've always found libraries to be...Other kinds of exciting, lol. A clandestine and deathly quiet romp among the tall shelves. Yum.

Got bits and pieces of non-essay things to write and develop too, which I'm going to biff off to do right now. Or nowish.

I've been thinking about writing a set of letters for the Stugh fandom. Not quite a la James Joyce (that sick, sick man!!), but something like that. Love, lust, longing and so forth...I'm not sure it would be too terrifying. Provided someone could write Hugh's part, lol. It's funny, I relate to Hugh on a level that I can't relate to Stephen, but I can't write him to save myself. It's akin to having to write yourself as a character - there's something about him that's too close.

I don't know.

Anyway...I'm going to beetle off and see if I can drudge something up for at least one of my fandoms. I've been dreadfully bad and lazy (never seen such laziness!!), and need some type of punishment for it. I can hear the hippety-hop of plot bunnies as we speak.

xo