Okay, it's been a little while, yeah? I gotta get off this perfectionist horse I'm riding. I ought to have at least one short story out soon. The never-ending masterpiece I've been working on since I was freakin' thirteen years old is back again and whoa man I am in deep with the hard science of it all. I've got a potential interview with a flight surgeon (NASA doctor-guy), I need to e-mail this one awesome chick who knows things about nanostructures and nanotrusses (because I don't actually know how they work, just the general theory), and I gotta e-mail another guy who studies languages, including made-up languages, for fun.
Dear god. This happens every time.
Sometimes writing is uplifting.
Sometimes, writing makes me wonder what cyanide tastes like.