Monday, November 30, 2009

This is for you, Virgin.

So remember that epic Saturday morning writing extravaganza I was on?

Yeah. 36 pages. I ran out of drivel 4 pages shy of my goal. Blast! Looking for block quotes today, obviously.

UPDATED TO ADD: Am spelling-challenged doofus. Please let this semester be over!


Virgin In The Volcano said...

Just picture me in a cold New England town, bowing.


All rights reserved to my snotty and generally self-deprecating writing. And if your comments bother me, I'll delete them. That's right, pumpkin.
...How dreary—to be—Somebody!
How public—like a Frog—
To tell one's name—the livelong June—
To an admiring Bog!
-- Emily Dickinson