2001-11-07 - 1:50 p.m.

Well, I've been writing. Not every day, and not 1700 words a day, but I have been writing. There's something sort of liberating about sitting in front of the laptop, and typing. About anything. No plot, no characters, no setting. My novel's above all of those mainstream conventions. Instead, it�s a detailed minuscule look at one month of my life. Minute by minute. Oh, and sex. There�s lots of sex. Everything that I don�t write about here is going into the novel. I figure that when I run out of things to write about in the present, I have reams of material to use from the past. Or so my therapist tells me.

But in the meantime�

Here are some reasons people visited this site (and you thought you were alone):

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