So, here's my Dear Author letter for ALL CAPS Exchange. I continue to basically post the same thing, and just change it up minimally and hope no one notices.

( Dear Author Letter 4: Bride of Dear Author Letter )

So, here's my Dear Author letter for ALL CAPS Exchange. You may notice a strange similarity to the ones I've written in past years. That is all in your head. There is at least one important difference.

( Dear Author Letter 3: Dear Author Letter IN SPAAAAAACE )

So, here's my Dear Author letter for ALL CAPS Exchange. I, um, heavily cribbed from the one I did last year.

( Dear Author Letter 2: Son of Dear Author Letter )

So, here's my Dear Author letter for ALL CAPS Exchange.

( Hey! Hi! Hello. How YOU doing? )

Yesterday, I found out my cousin is getting divorced in a extremely complicated situation that basically involves a transgender murder plot, and it put my own life's issues in sudden perspective. Suddenly, being anxious over playoff hockey seemed a very slight burden to bear, in the grand scheme of things ( Read more... )

I suspect I might not be able to post an entry tomorrow because I'll be driving around somewhere in assfuck nowhere Virginia, doing a picturesque holiday activity I don't actually remember agreeing to do, but we can only wait. In the mean time, here is one of those pseudo-fics you end up half-outlining and half-writing in gmail chats with a lot of ( Read more... )

I only seem to update any more when I am leaving the state to go somewhere else. Very well, I am leaving for San Francisco! Like, at four in the morning. In the ridiculous pantheon of horribleness that is my life this year, I was flying home from San Diego when I found out my uncle was dying, and it all sort of went to pot again. A while ago I ( Read more... )

Every time I start to write an lj entry about what I've been doing for the last couple months, I get distracted, so instead I'm just going to post some music to try and segue my way back into this whole writing shit again. And then I can work my way up to clearing out the roughly bazillion links I shoved into my "this is interesting" folder, and ( Read more... )

I want to sleep but I can't, so instead I'm going to be mildly proactive and trot out the Transmetropolitan comic that is always relevant at this time of year.

( Pollsters are reporting record low turnout this election day, with yet more people bemoaning the continued necessity to actually physically drag your fucking carcass to a polling station to vote. )

You know, I don't write much about the shitty things that happen in my life because it doesn't do me much good-- I just dwell on them further, and don't get enough catharsis by putting them to paper (well, to screen) to justify the time it takes to write them out. So, let's just skip straight past the crap and talk about the fun stuff. (Though ( Read more... )