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As usual, I promise I'll blog about something and then I forget to do it for weeks. SO here is my report on the New England Young Writer's Conference, finally typed up and out of my head.
It was awesome. Wicked, wicked awesome. I met some seriously amazing people and I feel like I learned a lot. it was such a great environment. There literally wasn't a second when I wasn't thinking or writing or having fun. Three of the friends I made- Olivia, Zadie, and Jess- were also gingers with thick glasses, and we decided to form a club of dopplegangers. I also latched onto this girl Rose, who is a towering blonde Amazon who refers to herself as "The dykey one". We hit it off immediately, of course.
In other news, I've nearly finished this super-long Avengers fic I've been writing. I'll probably be posting it in a day or two, once I've cleaned it up a little. I'm pretty proud. It's about 17000 words. Woo hoo.
So, okay, off topic: Have you ever had a really, really vivid dream? I have them a lot, but they're usually nightmares. Actually they're always nightmares. I almost never remember my good dreams, and when I do they're pretty hazy. But last night I had this insanely vivid dream that I was making out with one of my teachers. It... was weird. Especially considering it was the guy who teaches my health class. He's this super-tall blonde fella with glasses, pretty awkward by all standards. He graduated from our school a few years ago, but he's come back to teach- I think he's the youngest person on the staff, actually. He's nice. But before now I've never seen him in a sexual way. Suddenly I can't stop. I'm chalking it up to the fact that the dream just felt so real. I mean, I can remember, in extreme detail, what it felt like to kiss him. Which is weird, because I've never kissed a guy, so I have no clue where my subconscious pulled that one from. But it was soft. And nice. Really nice.
It's disconcerting. I'm disconcerted. Send help.
It was awesome. Wicked, wicked awesome. I met some seriously amazing people and I feel like I learned a lot. it was such a great environment. There literally wasn't a second when I wasn't thinking or writing or having fun. Three of the friends I made- Olivia, Zadie, and Jess- were also gingers with thick glasses, and we decided to form a club of dopplegangers. I also latched onto this girl Rose, who is a towering blonde Amazon who refers to herself as "The dykey one". We hit it off immediately, of course.
In other news, I've nearly finished this super-long Avengers fic I've been writing. I'll probably be posting it in a day or two, once I've cleaned it up a little. I'm pretty proud. It's about 17000 words. Woo hoo.
So, okay, off topic: Have you ever had a really, really vivid dream? I have them a lot, but they're usually nightmares. Actually they're always nightmares. I almost never remember my good dreams, and when I do they're pretty hazy. But last night I had this insanely vivid dream that I was making out with one of my teachers. It... was weird. Especially considering it was the guy who teaches my health class. He's this super-tall blonde fella with glasses, pretty awkward by all standards. He graduated from our school a few years ago, but he's come back to teach- I think he's the youngest person on the staff, actually. He's nice. But before now I've never seen him in a sexual way. Suddenly I can't stop. I'm chalking it up to the fact that the dream just felt so real. I mean, I can remember, in extreme detail, what it felt like to kiss him. Which is weird, because I've never kissed a guy, so I have no clue where my subconscious pulled that one from. But it was soft. And nice. Really nice.
It's disconcerting. I'm disconcerted. Send help.