Huh.

Sore throat.

I was about to say "that is all." But you know what? That's not all. I had the start of a thing on roleplaying going for myself earlier today, but I never got around to writing it.

But I will. I've had a lot of you comment with things like "I don't RP myself" or "I don't see what's so interesting about roleplaying" or something similar. I was having a discussion with Hannah in the car, which is a fine place for a discussion because radio around here kind of sucks, and she was talking about how she couldn't wait to be 13 so she could play at milliways_bar. I told her this: I roleplay for one reason: to become a better writer.

It's a little simplistic and sure, there's more than that, but it'll all get out when the words want to get said. For the meantime it's late, I'm tired, and I'm going to call it a night, even with visions of anime dancing in my head. The devil on my shoulder is saying watch right now, you know you want to! but the angel (who today happens to look a lot like Beth) says You're too smart for that. Go. To. Bed. NOW.

50 points to whoever guesses what my shoulder-devil looks like.

Hey, iTunes.

Why are you being so genre-specific today? What's with all the reggae?

Not that I'm really complaining; I put the music on there myself. But. Still. Shuffle means shuffle, right?

(See, now that I've said that, no more reggae. Oh, wait: spoke too soon.)

OK. Back to writing. I write in such fits and starts. I can't be as prolific as people like jaylake who write volumes every single day and I know that: when I'm on a roll, I'm on a roll. When I'm in a valley, I'm in a valley. Then I pick up steam again and go, and even though I write every single day, I don't always write this story every single day. But I think about it every single day. I need to do a little bit of research (not that I'll let that stop me). I know I should set goals with it, but the whole NaNoWriMo method of thinking makes me twitch. I'm the type of person who looks left when told to look right.

So. That's just how I am.

How are all of you? By the way, mme_publisher, it wasn't just you this morning. She was so loud that I can still hear her.

Per dopplegl...

( ...my social dysfunction )