The State of Sam

Finals have been over for a week now, and I'm only just starting to settle. I have no idea what I did for the past week (other than combat supreme unjustice from the school, which I won't go into here). I finished editing draft 2 of Morgan and printed it out (it doesn't fit in my binder, who knew 262 pages would be so long?) and now my future stretches out before me. Kinda. I'm gonna be working full time, so I probably won't have the sort of time I need for writing.

Oh what the hell. I do nothing but make time.

I don't know what I want to do with that, though. Swans? It's 15k words long so far, but I don't know how I feel yet, and part of me wants to write utterly shameless romance*. Shameless in ways Swans isn't. Gaaaah, self!

Anyway, in the middle of finals, I ended up being super naughty. I went to Fairchild's Food and Garden festival with the intention of buying some curry powder from the spice lady, and ended up coming home with garam masala, madras curry power, and... something else.

( I am so utterly predictable (cut for pictures) )

*In the middle of writing this post, Crysi emailed me to say this to me re: the bit of Swans I sent out for preliminary feedback: "This is so awesome. It doesn't have the pacing issues that Pirates has, this is just. So awesome!" Which is the ego boost I need! Yeah, the ego boost from publishing has faded, sucked into the black pit that is my insecurity.