"Avast ye, they be takin' our loofahs! Well, me hearteys, let's give 'em what for!"

I'm thinking of writing a play about pirates. I'm also going to write a novel that's a cross between Naked Lunch and The Krankies. Fandabidrugaddict. Ironically, in what is my most creatively fertile time in years, I've less time thatn I ever have before. Because I spend nine hours a day at college, at which the computers can only be used for school-work, and there's a guy monitoring them all so he can check if you're blogging and deactiveate your account thusly, there isn't much time to write, except on paper, which is a horrid thing to do because it gets all smudgy and then I've got to type it up anyway so why bother? Before college I'm knackered, after college I'm knackered, and during the weekend I have to catch up on the homework I didn't do in the week because I was too knackered. So I can't really write then, can I? Or can I... Well, yes. As of this friday (sooner, probably) we'll be starting the coursework section of the english language course. Basically, I've got to do loads of creative and analytical writing. So that's the play, novel, and all the articles I'm supposed to have written for the college magazine sorted. I get to indulge in a spot of authorial masturbation, and I get all the work I have to do out of the way at the same time. I'm still working on that list (I'll get it done soon, honest) and there's nothing left for me to say. Oh yeah, I'm not going to do NaNoWriMo this year unless I can get a lot done at college. I've already reactivated my account, but I may not write anything. Obviously, I'll keep you guys up to date on the novel/play. And remember, bread is back. Over and out.