Wow. Last night a so-called old friend of mine induced one of their creepy pals to come here and leave a truly obscene message on my guestbook (which, you’ll be disappointed to hear, has been deleted). [NOTE: Guestbook no longer online.]
Having been slightly debilitated with a touch of flu for a couple of days, and feeling miserable, this was a truly pleasant thing for me to see. Let’s just say that part of the message’s content implied I have sex with dogs… and some of it was even more offensive. *sigh*
Okay, enough of that.
I have, generally, been a bit spaced out the last couple of weeks, the flu making it worse, so I find I have little to say at present. Creative inspiration: looooow. Reading quite a lot, but often the work of most writers I see makes me think the mechanics of the process aren’t really in my grasp. I know this is at least partly untrue, but I need a confidence boost of some sort.