The time, the time...all I want is the time.

[maggie_danger]

I got a totally random review today for the Ouran fanfic by some user who goes by "foolonthehill." S/he compared me to Tennessee Williams. The hell? That's one of the most insanely flattering things anyone's ever said to me. And to clarify for that person and all the other people who have hinted over the years - no, I don't usually write about things that have happened to me, since I've led a privileged life filled with a strong family, supportive friends, and absolutely no booze, drugs, or sexual abuse, thank God. I just like the media I take in and the media I put out to be supremely fucked up. Fucked-up-ness is missing from my real life because I've been extremely lucky, but we all have a dark place inside us and, in cases like mine, some bizarre, deep-seeded anger, and I like tapping that for fiction to keep it from seeping out into my otherwise wonderful life. I think a lot of people do that. I HOPE a lot of people are privileged enough to do that. But for those people who write about tragedy as a way of working through their OWN personal tragedy...that's way, way braver than anything I've ever done.

Anyway, that comment made me feel guilty for not writing fanfiction for so long, but I have to be honest: Tokyo Demons is consuming my life. I expected to be done with Book 1 in November and it's still not finished, nor will it realistically be done before Feb. I don't know when I'll have a spare moment to write fanfiction again. I'm sorry. There are days when I fantasize quitting my job and just writing all day, but that's a stupid idea...just yesterday the med student in my lab was explaining benzodiazepene addiction, which is essential to the plot of something I'm working on. I need to keep being a scientist for my day job so I can get more ideas. Ulterior motives.

I'll be back eventually, to anyone reading this. I'm sorry I'm such a flake.