"A Problem Page For All!"

Duh! I should've come to realize that your NaNo story is about the lesbian royality! Remember, you let me read it? Called "Stop", the title which you said was kind of weak. Actually, after I read it, I thought it was a damn good title. It's cachy and blunt, like the story is. Wha a cool, cool, beautifully weird idea, to have a queen fall in love with her best friend. I mean, I never would have thought of that - lesbians in the ages of queens and kings and castles! Oh, it's so Elizabeth. I don't know how to describe it. It's so you - you're always into old-fashioned things, historical fashions and castles; on the other hand, you talk about listening to rap, you're completely open about homosexuality, you swear freely...you can be so ultra modern and be so, like, "I have Rapunzel hair and am a maiden warrior girl in 1380!" It's the ultimate cool!

I remember you really liked "Staircase" You related to the two girls, Inti and Pam, and swore you were Inti ad Rachel was Pam, and raved about me and my great mind for ahwile. I loved that assurance and attention! So now I'm rubbing my hands and planning another story...hopefully the energy won't fizzle!

I did write another short story in May 2002, in about 1.5 weeks, for my creative writing final! I was really rushed, but I produced "The Feel of Sky", a rather idiotically plotted story, but the characters, emotions, and descriptions are pretty awesome I think. The cover art helps too! My style often reflects Barbara Kingsolver's, and I kind of wish it didn't. I can't help wanting to sound like her, and writing close to her style and characters and humor is just an unconscious thing I do.

Do you ever find yourself...not really copying, but writing in the same manner that your favorite authors write?

Hahahah, heeheewhee! That was crazy funny what you said: I can ask my lawyer friends in the WC about it again -- they always explain it to me but they use big words and I sort of glaze over after a while.

You, glazing over when hearing big words?! Really?

The name Mae, with my synesthesia mind, is navy blue, murky purple, and maybe some dark greys; those colors come to mind when thinking of graveyards, so the two fit together really well. Something really intrigued me about that story. Does it have a name? Do you have what you wrote of it anywhere?

Unfinished stories are kind of like kids conceived but miscarried or aborted, huh?

DAMMIT - my stupid hair. I'm getting annoyed because it NEVER seems to be growing! Snarl! It's not like split ends harper the growing of hair - it grows from the scalp - sothe ends aren't bad or anything...so...what it's problem?! I wish I haden't cut it, but the ens were so ragged and thin and kept breaking.

I use really good shampoo, take vitamens, don't brush it too violently or pull out hairs or anything. Mum said something about certain minerals being the most important thing for hair.

Sometimes I wish I had hair like the popular girls at shool do - smooth, glossy, like ribbons, perky, bouncy. Instead, I have this loveable, hateable, quite unique hair that's frizzy, textured, frictionous, poofy, light, and like that fake spider web Halloween stuff.

I cut my hair myself once when I was 4 or 5, I think. I cut it with little kid scissors and my bangs were all jagged and cool. Mum threw a fit and had it trimmed to be nice and neat. Weird, huh? Mum would never react that way now. She's used to me doing those kinds of things.

It was kind of cool cutting it myself, though I knew I wasn't doing it right and that I couldn't get every strand evenly trimmed; plus, I was cutting my hair! So terrible. I'm going to bear it when it gets split and thin again at the ends - no cutting until it reaches the hip bones!

hanging in the doorway
like smoke
like mistletoe
this is where i'll be
whenever you come or go