wickedwords

Bleah. I am too tired to stay awake. I had this idea that I was going to try and write something this month, but I think this weekend will be putting my VVC stuff together (all of it late), and maybe getting in some cycling as in three weeks I'm supposed to do the 20 mile Tour de Cure route. So vague writing thoughts remain rather vague and porny--seriously, they involve Arthur as a hostage against Uther's good behavior, where Arthur has to serve as a sex slave in another county, with the only real stipulation is that no permanent marks and he's shipped back to his father at the end of the year.

And I am waffling on the permanent marks thing.

So, she said brightly. What is it that you're not writing?