i’ve been rewriting phpfan to work with wordpress. that ended up being a bit more difficult and, at the same time, easier than i expected. it took me a while to figure out *how* to do it but, once i did, it was just a matter of replacing certain bits with other code.
finally… frosti.org has been placed on the server. now to rewrite morsmordre completely and put it online. i hope it’s mostly layout and database changes.
i’ve been reading a poetry magazine i bought and think that maybe one day i could be in there. i’m going to try submitting to the school’s poetry magazine first.
i’ve been really distant. i feel distant from everyone, even myself. i wrote a pansy/ginny and ron and percy ficlets. i can’t think of the last time i submitted something to fandom outside of sh, maybe i should start soon. then again, so many things to rewrite and build. i need to work on the self-injury.net site again.
school starts on monday. i’m going to see if the poetry group is still functioning and see if i can join. first step. part of me is hoping it’s defunct but maybe this will be a good first step.
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i haven’t written here since december. shame on me. i’ve been coding like mad. getting frosti.org ready for the move to the server (yeah, finally). right now i’m gathering together my thousand or so links for harry potter fanfiction and updating them. so, if you have any communities feel more than free to point them out to me. only unconventional pairings. as much as i have this weird attraction to several nice, safe pairins i need the weird ones. giant squid, here i come.
my poetry has been dismal. probably because i’m so out of practice. it will get better. it has to. i keep writing about the priest and the church. that’s church with a capital c if you don’t know. i have to try to keep it simple. simple language and throw in some narrative, sometimes. i wrote one of those ‘in a rage’ poems where i want to tear out somebody’s throat and it didn’t help.
the priest was an ignorant ass. hurting myself was a ’sin’ and just about everything other than breathing was ’sinful’. thoughts were sinful. i still sometimes catch myself trying to monitor my thoughts. ugh.
my life has been one big blah. i read ‘thank you for smoking’ and i really liked it. nothing better than being good at arguing. the weird sex was suspect but the instant you find out they somehow got his fingerprints on some boxes a light goes on. i miss writing sex. writing good sex has to be an art. i’m not talking about porn, mind you. nor am i talking about ‘his throbbing manhood’ bullshit. i’ve never quite mastered it but, eh, it’ll get better once i get inspiration. i was thisclose to buying a book by anais nin but decided it could wait until next visit to the bookstore.
i’m both anticipating and dreading school. i haven’t registered – shame on me! – but i will as soon as i have the money to pay for the tuition.
i’m sort of like a recluse right now. i rarely leave the house. they say it will get harder if it continues but i know it won’t because i have school soon and unless i’m dead i’ll go to school. i’m not sure what’s left to take. slim pickings right now.
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2007
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