Writing
I'm feeling a bit better now. A bit. Or maybe I'm just in literally too much pain to feel hurt. Meh, physical pain is better than intangible IDKWhy pain. Anyway, enough whining. I need to get off in a few minutes so my sister can take over the internet connection, and if I don't fall asleep first I hope I can work a bit on my valentine_smut fic. First prompt. Yes, I phail.
And my Litera1 assignment--to write a drabble. I mean, flash fiction. Meh, I'd call it a drabble if I want to. 150 words. A drabble and a half then. I suck at writing (or 'trying to write' would be more appropriate) drabbles and nothing's really coming to mind right now. I'm thinking of turning Illusions of You into a drabble, but one has to wonder how her class would react. Though I guess it's not as bad as my classmate admitting he's gay and talking about being careful of STD when choosing a partner to have sex with--within class discussion.>_>
"Any more confessions?" -Litera1 prof
And my Litera1 assignment--to write a drabble. I mean, flash fiction. Meh, I'd call it a drabble if I want to. 150 words. A drabble and a half then. I suck at writing (or 'trying to write' would be more appropriate) drabbles and nothing's really coming to mind right now. I'm thinking of turning Illusions of You into a drabble, but one has to wonder how her class would react. Though I guess it's not as bad as my classmate admitting he's gay and talking about being careful of STD when choosing a partner to have sex with--within class discussion.>_>
"Any more confessions?" -Litera1 prof