A new school year: another season full of homework, tests, and nail-biting anxieties based entirely on misconceptions. Ah youth! T'was the springtime of life that young men despise and old men wish they could live again!

All this goes to say,
that one can never quite have their way.

Truly 'tis the best of times that are the worst of times!
As Emerson said, "Friend and foe are of one stuff."
Stuff = The great equalizer.

All this is to say that I'm specifically delaying my homework right now.

Alas! My sense of duty calls me back to the drudgery.

Ack.

It is a rare treat to see someone say so little in so many pretty-sounding words... XD

Them's poetry!

I briefly considered reading her books. I looked it up online and found a passage of what I thought was a really bad parody.

Then I realized that was what she'd actually written.




I did not consider reading the books after that.



Edit: I felt you should see this, for your own good, lest you do something foolish like buy a copy...

Quote:

His skin, white despite the faint flush from yesterday's hunting trip, literally sparkled, like thousands of tiny diamonds were embedded in the surface. He lay perfectly still in the grass, his shirt open over his sculpted, incandescent chest, his scintillating arms bare. His glistening, pale lavender lids were shut, though of course he didn't sleep. A perfect statue, carved in some unknown stone, smooth like marble, glittering like crystal.

I wish I were making this up.

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GOOD GOD!!! That nearly made me want to throw up...now I feel kind of sick...

My goodness. If I wrote that book I'd say "He sparkled."
Of course after I typed that, I'd have to impale myself on the nearest fence post.
Vampires *Sparkling*...

*Mmmmmphhh Vomit on Yaz*

Wow... she's no good. Even her story is derivative at best.

And Cruce, I've read excerpts of Nietszche for a class, but as my prof put it "The writing is stupidly dense, so we'll boil it down here in class to get at what the hell it's all supposed to mean."