Bloody hell, what is it with me and technology these days??? There is me, happily responding to a review on &@&% Teaspoon, when all of a sudden it deletes six of my ten reviews! What the ****? Now I can't reread them and I don't know if the person I was responding to ever got the message. FRIN TENNANT, if you're out there, THANKS!!!!

Aha, now I discovered why this bitchy site stopped sending me emails on posts. I forgot to validate my new email address. Real smart. Now I can't blame the technology anymore. 

Oh BABY! I had a VERY good day yesterday! Finished two stories. Got some awesome reviews. Got recommended by the wonderful who_in_whoville on top of everything. All in all, not bad for a piece of Dutch Cheese sitting behind a computer screen. 

On Thursday it's exactly one year ago that I started writing. And it was crap. Everybody was real nice and supportive, but did my writing Suck. With a capital S. Makes you take a moment to appreciate how much you can learn in a year. And also how much there is still out there to learn. Feeling confident, though! Let's ride!

Aaaah. It's 5:23 am!

Completely re-wrote my literature assignment (due this morning) and after 3:15 it seemed like an awfully bad idea to go to bed. Mmmmh. Errant logic or wise decision? Dunno. 

Around 4:20 Cat#3 thought it a good idea to lick a bug that happened to scurry past (we don't have bug problems. They just visit from time to time.) Unlucky for him it bit back and my poor kitty's still baffled how an inch of legs outdid him. Poor thing.

Okay, so to start the day wisely here's a quote from Maya Angelou. Have fun.

"...there is a difference between being convinced and being stubborn. I'm not certain what the difference is, but I do know that if you butt your head against a stone wall long enough, at some point you realize the wall is stone and that your head is flesh and blood."

Helloooo, 

Been away for a while. Writers-block. New classes. General lack of breath between seminars and lectures... 
To unblock this writersblock I'm now trying my hand at some less plotty-more-poetic-y sort of writing that is very nearly finished! *air punch*

Check out my earlier writing below. Still a work in progress, but I'm really proud of it so far!
This is already on http://www.fanfiction.net/~donnaforpresident and (as soon as I figure out how) I'll be posting this on my own writers-blog, too.

( Chapter 1. )

( Chapter 2. )

 This is my life. Hell freezes over and I'm on a holiday. Anyone who doesn't understand that. It's not you. It's me. Let's not talk about it. No really...

Human beings have not evolved through writing the Bible or inventing the iPod. The pillars on which we have build or societies, sex, money, property, religion, science, these are things most of of us consider either great, fantastic or at least necessary. And yet they're basically all crap. Has trying to gain either of these brought us a better world so far? Or are understanding and tolerance just dished out willy-nilly? As a species we are no better off than a 100, 500 or even a 1000 years ago. We still do the same stupid things, we tell each other the same moronic 'truths' and we fight wars for the same reasons we always did. See said pillars. (Or is sad more appropriate?) When Western Europeans hear about a Pakistani woman who is subject of a witch-hunt and about to be executed because of nothing more than a village rumour, we pad ourselves on the back because we feel so enlightened and above it all. Grinning like lunatics, we sit in the middle of riots, racial tension, political chaos and edge-of-the-cliff environmental disasters, and congratulate ourselves on living on the 'developed' side of the world.  So I ask why? WHY for f*** sake? What makes us any better than the lowliest bottom-feeding beings on the planet? (And those at least have a purpose in the big scheme, which can't be said of humans...) I know I'm ranting here - and probably no in a coherent way -  but sometimes it just gets to me. Sorry.

chapter8chapter8chapter8chapter8. I HATE chapter 8. It is messed up, the words I have are in the wrong order, it's vague and over the top all at once. Why can't I get this right??? Argghhhh! *pants*

The muse is on sabbatical - left the building - done a runner, whatever... Please come back: I LIKEZ U??