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Jun. 3rd, 2007 06:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Only a week and two days more of school. This week'll be for catching up on several chapters' worth of homework and studying for Logic and Quantum Enigma, preparing my final portfolio for Creative Writing, and then it's finals. *hides in a corner*
I'm nervous for another reason, however--my creative writing professor chose me as one of two students from her class to read at the student reading. Just a short poem and a one-page nonfiction, but still...I'm already anxious over it, and I'm torn between being terribly embarrassed and unbelievably thrilled.
I've started Irish dance again (think Riverdance, if you have to) and OMG I've missed doing it so much. Between that and my new DDR pad, I'm set for the summer in terms of getting sweaty (or just keeping myself from getting overly lazy again). ^^;; I also got a copy of Linkin Park's Minutes to Midnight from a friend, and I can't decide if I like it or not. Some of it's downright idiotic.
I'm nervous for another reason, however--my creative writing professor chose me as one of two students from her class to read at the student reading. Just a short poem and a one-page nonfiction, but still...I'm already anxious over it, and I'm torn between being terribly embarrassed and unbelievably thrilled.
I've started Irish dance again (think Riverdance, if you have to) and OMG I've missed doing it so much. Between that and my new DDR pad, I'm set for the summer in terms of getting sweaty (or just keeping myself from getting overly lazy again). ^^;; I also got a copy of Linkin Park's Minutes to Midnight from a friend, and I can't decide if I like it or not. Some of it's downright idiotic.
Due to something that's come up (unrelated to school or work) I've been more on edge, emotionally, than usual. This means either a prolonged writer's block, or a mad flurry of after-finals fanficcing. Guess we'll find out. *head-desk* Still no update for at least two weeks though, most likely.
Oh! I have a fanfiction challenge, if anyone's interested. >:)
Background: I was reading an article in a recent Spin magazine about Marilyn Manson. Apparently (from what I remember) he has a nineteenth-century embalmer's table in his artist's room, still brown with the stains of dead bodies, and he's fantasized about having sex on it. (I'm surprised he hasn't yet. I haven't been able to stop fantasizing about it.)
The Challenge:
A oneshot or multi-part involving smut and the table of either an embalmer or a coroner. (If someone wants to, this can include Hojo's lab tables as well--as long as torture or dead bodies were involved with this table in some way.)
Fandoms: Whatever, whichever, however many.
Pairings: Preferably femme/slash, but whatever the writer wants; het, yaoi, yuri, three-or-more-somes. (I'm not much one for shota, though, I have young nieces/nephews of whom I'm unhealthily overprotective, and it bothers me.)
Genre: The more mind-fuckingly twisted, the better, though humor would be interesting as well.
And please, send me a link to the finished piece.