Since dontcallmemolly asked: Lauren, Andrew, and Ralph's back story.

Smut over yonder.

I got the idea from a prompt, and the fact that I have a whole slew of e-mails I saved, but never sent. Have you ever done that, written an e-mail to someone, then never sent it? No? Maybe that's just me.

There is smut up over at jocarmichael. Short and dirty. Go read.

I was talking with another writer of erotic fiction over the weekend. We both felt that sometimes we both end up writing from only our own sexual experiences, and that our fiction is not necessarily reflecting the sexual experiences of the wider audience. We jokingly said maybe we should take a survey.

The idea of a survey stuck in my head. My question: if I were to give you a paper survey at a party, that you could fill out anonymously, would you fill it out for me?

(I turned on comment screening).

Suggested by elenuial. No, I didn't forget, I've just been busy with noble pursuits like writing my thesis and being drunk.

I've never thought about whether writing would supplant my career as a scientist, mainly because everyone tells you not to quit your day job if you want to be a writer. On those few occasions when I daydream about my future, I always imagine I'm a scientist and a writer.

I already know I don't want my own lab- it's a whole level of responsibility I don't want. Plus, I like doing bench work an awful lot. I imagine myself bouncing around from postdoc position to postdoc position for a few years, then becoming a perma-postdoc at some point. The difficult part about being a scientist is that it's not a job- it's a vocation. It can suck up a lot more of your life than you planned, and you have to really, really love it to stick with it. It can be hard to keep some part of yourself away from the science.

I've thought about becoming a science writer/ editor. I'm applying for an editing job at Cell in Boston. I think it would be interesting to combine the science and the writing. However, I am afraid that doing writing as my regular job would put me off writing fiction, that at the end of the day I would be so sick of writing that I wouldn't want to do it.

Striking that balance between being a scientist and being a writer will be difficult. One is going to eclipse the other at different points in my life. I suppose I'll just have to keep an open mind, and see what life throws at me. Writing as a career option isn't something I would have imagined 10 years ago, so already life is surprising me. Just gotta go with the flow, I suppose.

Waging my gentle war against the stupidity of Valentine's Day, I command you to say "I love you!" to those you love- friends, Romans, countrymen, countrywomen, family, your hairdresser, your dominatrix, the cute kid at the grocery store, your dealer, your butcher, your baker, your candlestickmaker, the hot meter reader, etc, etc. You get the idea.

As a special present, because I love you all: cheesetastic smut.


In unrelated news, I had my first Lunacon dream last night. We put my Nine-Toed Mom (TM) in charge of the filking track. WTF, Batman?

Miss Inertia: I want to be an angsty Victorian girl.
Me: I think you were one in a past life.
Miss Inertia: So were you!
Me: We must have been roommates at the finishing school.
Miss Inertia: But what did we do without Missy Elliott songs?
Me: Probably read dirty poetry.

Speaking of angsty Victorian girls and dirty poetry, here's some smut. It's Christmas-themed, but since it is not Three Kings' Day yet, it's not late.

Here.

Warning: It's gay male. Not explicit, but the links in that post are explicit.

*My Mom is doing okay. She only lost a toe. She has a penicillin pump for the next six weeks, but otherwise will be fine, thank the Lyndon B. Johnson.

*I've lost 5-7 pounds in the past few weeks. I don't weight myself, so I'm not exactly sure how much I've lost. But my jeans won't stay up, and my shirts are loose. Guess being on a martini diet helps!*

*There is smut. I also posted smut last week, but forgot to mention it.



*Just kidding. Other than a glass of wine here and there, I've stayed away from the sauce. I have been walking a lot lately, though, because it helps clear my head.

Smut.

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Nuff said. Go read.

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*Smut is up. jocarmichael

*My paper, "Effects of vpu start codon mutations on HIV-1 replication in macrophages: lack of evidence of rescue by envelope" was offically accepted yesterday. I don't know the publication date yet.

*FYI: I will be in Albany Friday night-Monday afternoon this weekend. Monday night crew: don't worry, I'll still cook. Make sure you have your piehole tax.

I revised "Electrical Storm" over at jocarmichael.

My macrophage paper, two years in the making, was sent out to the Journal of General Virology yesterday. After all that time, and bitching, and fights with Paul the First, it seems just eh, rather than exciting.

I haven't heard from Clarion yet, but should soon. I keep getting nervous jumps in my stomach whenever I think about it. That means I should stop thinking about it, huh?

New piece up at jocarmichael. This time, it's multimedia.

Has everyone that reads jocarmichael friended it? Or are there people that read it, but haven't friended it. Because if these announcements that I've posted over there are just annoying and redundant, I'll stop.

New smut over here: jocarmichael. I'm trying to get back into the habit of posting something once a week.

hntrpyanfar and ddrpolaris: I'm working on your prize. I have pulpy pirates, gay men and lesbians. Anything else you would like to specify?

I'm putting together my application materials for Clarion, a science fiction/ fantasy short story writing workshop. I've been scrambling because I don't have very many sci fi/ fantasy stories. I've got a bunch of regular fiction (read: erotica) stories, but I wasn't sure if they would be appropriate for my application. So I e-mailed the application person, asking if a) one fo the stories could be non-genre and b) if sexual content was allowed.

I got a response today saying that both were allowed. Which means that I only have to write one new story, not two. I'm planning on editing A Lonely Place down (it's about 2500 words too long for the Clarion word limit).

When part of your day consists of internal debates on whether "gasp" conveys your meaning better than "groan" and whether you that scene with the oral sex really does add something to the story, or if it's just superfluous.

First... a giant YEEHAW!!!

50,101 / 50,000 (100.2%)

I completed NaNoWriMo yesterday, at around 2:30pm. The novel is only 2/3 (if that) finished. However, I am putting it aside for a week, then I will pick it up and finish it. Then the editing of both Red Sky and Definition will commence.

As usual, if you would like an unedited copy of my monstrosity, e-mail me.

Also, since NaNoWriMo is now over, I will be getting back to writing smut.

Oh yeah, and a review on CCR5 antagonists that I helped write is going out the door today. It's my second academic publication.

Second, ( A couple more smelly reviews )

PS Anyone interested in trekking out to JoAnn's this weekend? I have a 50% off one item coupon, and a dress I want to make...