erastes

Bored bored bored. This week has been endless.

I freely admit that until yesterday I had never heard of this Anna Nicole person. I thought I had, I thought it was the bimbo who makes those programmes with the Hilton girl, but I don't think it is. You can see how 'Sleb aware I am... *gets back under rock* Ug.

Am biting the bullet this weekend, and am sending Transgressions out to publishers. I've been trying to snag an agent for a while with no success, so I'll blunder on agentless for now. Or perhaps I should wait until the first quarter so I've got some figures to give them. I don't know. Gah. Writing=good. Selling=irritating.

Creative writing class was interesting - we had to write a 100 word review on the homework we did. For those of you interested enough I'll post both later, but I can't trust the lj cuts posting from google docs and rwday is not around to tidy my mess up! The homework we have to do over half term is just made for me *bounce* it's "write one sonnet praising your writing to the skies and another sonnet slagging yourself off"

I'm going to have fun with that, yes indeedy. No-one knows how to self abuse like a English person.