one-track mind
Tonight over dessert, I blithely pimped Furuba to far too many people (some of them people I've known for a long time, some I'd just met). >.> And on this trip I'm discovering that I've become far, far too blithe about telling people that "I've written smut!" Oh, dear.
(And then there was discovering that my concubine was scared of the lemonesque because somewhere along the line she'd gotten the impression that I'd started writing slash. There was much bewilderment and blinking.)
(And then there was discovering that my concubine was scared of the lemonesque because somewhere along the line she'd gotten the impression that I'd started writing slash. There was much bewilderment and blinking.)