Man's great misfortune is that he has no organ, no kind of eyelid or brake, to mask or block a thought, or all thought, when he wants to.
Valery 1941-3
That is true... I have an idea I'm just not willing to use in this book but which my stupid sodding brain can't let go of. Sod. Sod, blast, and damn. Damn it to hell. Hells, bells and a bucket of blood.
Anywho...
I did have one thoroughly useful idea tonight, and that was to have more movie/series marathons with dressing up and suchlike.
Bring on the Elfen Lied. (Haven't seen that in a while.)
Maybe I should actually get a bit more writing done so I can catch up.
Kisses.
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