Over in
themollyhouse I just wrote this long thing about penetration as metaphor in Swordspoint, that was such academic wankery it borders on the hillarious. The thing is, I think I'm right and it's pretty interesting and complex and fairly odd. Among other things, my argument was that it's a weirdly feminist book for something that's almost entirely about men.
Meanwhile, tonight I have to write lots of AC crap to make fencing and tattoo money.
Last night, I was at work until an ungodly hour (3am?) and felt unbelieveably ill besides. Somehow, I seem pretty nearly fine today.
Will practice fencing positions when I get home. And hem all the crap I keep saying I have to hem.
Meanwhile, am really over the new LJ phenom of people using bots to friend people and then unfriend them if they don't friend back in an hour. Once or twice was clever, but people who friend and unfriend me several times a day when I'm not even at a computer and have to wade through the notification messages later -- irksome!
Meanwhile, tonight I have to write lots of AC crap to make fencing and tattoo money.
Last night, I was at work until an ungodly hour (3am?) and felt unbelieveably ill besides. Somehow, I seem pretty nearly fine today.
Will practice fencing positions when I get home. And hem all the crap I keep saying I have to hem.
Meanwhile, am really over the new LJ phenom of people using bots to friend people and then unfriend them if they don't friend back in an hour. Once or twice was clever, but people who friend and unfriend me several times a day when I'm not even at a computer and have to wade through the notification messages later -- irksome!