The Great Cultural Appropriation Flamewar of '09

It's too late for me to weigh in, even if I wanted to, and really, I don't want to beyond what I've left in comments in other people's LJs.

However. I am trying to pick up the Novel Of Doom again*. Not that I envision becoming a famous bestselling author or anything like that, but I have books in me that shall, I hope, one day come out. Not to mention what must be at least several books worth of blogulation—I do seem to write an awful lot of stuff.

All of this is to say, dear friends, that if at any time it appears that I'm not wearing pants, I'd much rather know than not. You'd tell me, right?

* I mean, seriously. It is halfway done, at least. I know how it ends. I also pretty much know what happens in the middle, and my only excuse for not having finished it a year ago is that I haven't been in the correct frame of mind to write it.

The Great Cultural Appropriation Flamewar of '09

It's too late for me to weigh in, even if I wanted to, and really, I don't want to beyond what I've left in comments in other people's LJs.

However. I am trying to pick up the Novel Of Doom again*. Not that I envision becoming a famous bestselling author or anything like that, but I have books in me that shall, I hope, one day come out. Not to mention what must be at least several books worth of blogulation—I do seem to write an awful lot of stuff.

All of this is to say, dear friends, that if at any time it appears that I'm not wearing pants, I'd much rather know than not. You'd tell me, right?

* I mean, seriously. It is halfway done, at least. I know how it ends. I also pretty much know what happens in the middle, and my only excuse for not having finished it a year ago is that I haven't been in the correct frame of mind to write it.