"Looks like it's just you and me, bookshelf."

Maybe it's just my imagination, but the workout seems to be paying off so far... I've been hyper at the end of it on both counts, and not nearly as achy as I expected myself to be. @_@

Er. Anyway, I hiked over to Galleria to meet up with Ranulf with regard to our little joint venture and got the first half of my booty, which I promptly blew on two books: an illustrated version of Dracula and Fables: 1001 Nights of Snowfall. Given the other purchases I've recently made, I seriously have to fix my bookshelf. Seriously.

Ah. Encountered a monstrosity in Bestseller's under the title "Wowee, it's yaoi!" It was this trashy little thing that apparently functioned as 'A compilation of yaoi stories by Western girls'.

Two questions: Why call it yaoi when you can just call it slash? and Why the emphasis on Western?

I have a third, and it goes along the lines of Why does crap like this get published?, but I suppose that's what every avid reader tends to ask at least once in their lifetime, and more often than not it ends up becoming a rhetorical one.

*stares at her bookshelf again*

...I'll get to you soon. Really. .__.


EDITED FOR A DORK MOMENT: Where last month I had consecutive posts for nearly two weeks, this time I post every other day on odd numbers! :D

and in addition to bookshelf woes...

Here's a little something courtesy of yukitsu and I.


How to Get Published if You're a Crappy Writer.

Step 1. Have lots of money.
Step 2. Have lots of ego.
Step 3. Have lots of arrogance.
Step 4. Make sure you're thick-skinned.
Step 5. Barring that, get publisher parents.
Step 6. Con someone from the publishing house.
Step 7. Get someone stupid to read your manuscript. Make sure it's scented with cocaine.


I can already think of one person to send this to since she used to bitch about not getting published, but that'd just be mean, huh? :D