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[felis_ultharus]

Not much to say, but I thought I'd update before my LJ grows cobwebs.

I've been writing. A lot. Eighteen pages in four days on my novel, and 2.5 on a short story.

I have meanwhile been studiously avoiding reading the autobiography of the Samurai Susanna, though I'm almost two-thirds of the way through the book. It's perhaps a little unfair of my to judge her work so harshly. After all, today I learned that Susanna Moodie would not drink coffee made in a frying pan.

The practical applications of this information are, obviously, endless. Who doesn't want to know how Susanna Moodie prepared coffee? If a maniac ever puts a gun to my head, and asks me about Susanna Moodie's coffee-drinking habits or suffer death, I'm well prepared.

I am, otherwise, enjoying music:

"I cannot turn my feelings down
Beyond my means to turn my thoughts around
Expressed in every word I will ever speak
Brighter than all the stars combined
More than the waters, Earth, and sky..."
Or:

"Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files
You must follow, leave this academic factory"

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[melting-penguin.livejournal.com]

Now the question is, was the objection due to the fact of it being a frying pan, or rather the inability to rid it of fish residue?

[felis-ultharus.livejournal.com]

She doesn't say. She is simply horrified by the choice of "vessel."