Friday, July 30, 2010


Academic writing is so dreadfully slow, sometimes it's like doggy-paddling through molasses. I often wonder if a creative writing thesis would have unfolded a bit quicker.

Then again, probably not.

Not many words happening around here lately. I've got masses of writing to do in the real world at the moment. About zombies mainly. And vampires. Very bloody.

And, yes. When the going gets tough, I do like to imagine myself incontinently rich. With a discreetly pregnant Brazilian boyfriend.

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