Not Dead. Not Zombie Either.

So, despite my sneezing, sniffling, and coughing yesterday, I am not sick.

Wonderful Husband is. ^_^;; Not particularly good as, even though he can (and is) work from home where I can't, he too starts school tonight. We'll see how that goes.

We also (finally) finished watching Avatar last night. Years behind everyone else on the planet, but just in time for the new series to start this weekend. Must remember to set it to record....

Exceptions to the Rules

So, six new students in writing class this term. I was expecting maybe half of that! But Maralys is once again hitting some of my buttons. Stuff like, "writers have tragic backgrounds and we write from that pain."

Um, NO. Sorry. I've actually lived a pretty damn happy life, and I still consider myself a writer.

"A beginning novelist will never sell a book over 100,000 words."

*looks at the 600+ page first novel by Patrick Rothfuss that I really should finish reading*

And, crowning it all, lack of time management skills and her favoritism toward certain gen-lit-writing classmates meaning Carol gets a half hour of discussion on her submission, Pat (who writes sci-fi) gets less than ten minutes, and I get booted to next week.

Argh.

I like this class, really I do. Some of my classmates are great writers and I've really grown a lot. Just, sometimes, things really grate at me.