Yep, it's another one of those cursed "general update" posts.

First off--remember that G.I. Joe essay I turned in to my film analysis professor? The one I was worried about? 95% on the first draft! He had some grammar quibbles and a few clarity issues, but he said it was pretty damn good, and thinks that once I've cleaned it up I should submit it to the Journal of Popular Culture. I just might do it, too. Be a bit odd if my first real published piece was about anti-American sentiment and explosions, but that's the way the mop flops.

In other news, my 7000th pageview was grabbed by both ~the-dragon-childe and *xHathawayx, so they both get single-page comics. I've got a whole passel of ideas, and the sketches are coming along nicely. *rubs hands* That's all the kiribans for a while, though; I never thought I'd actually complain about this, but every thousand pageviews are going past too damn quickly for me to offer one every time. I'll do something special for the ten-thousandth, though.

And since I haven't been indulging in enough memery lately, here's the classic ten-things-you-didn't-know-about-me meme:

1. Not-secret--I'm a big fan of Dark Knight Joker and Rorschach from Watchmen. Secret--I love them for their personalities. I don't condone Rorschach pairings at all, and pair the Joker (any version) only with Harley Quinn. Doing otherwise seems drastically out of character to me, and it would dilute the madness that they embody so well. Rorschach is more interesting when he's an obsessive bad-smelling lunatic, not a sexy woobie.
2. Diagnoses have varied, but the current theory regarding my mental problems is intermittent explosive disorder, or IED. It's one of those lovely phrases that basically means "Here's what happening, but we're not sure why."
3. Cherry Coke Zero is my heroin. And no, I don't mean the kind of heroin that's supposed to have an E on the end.
4. Despite its pseudoscience, I find few things more relaxing than watching the original CSI. I love to pop a CSI disc into my laptop and let the murders and drama stream past while I sketch superheroes or bogeymen. (Greg Sanders is downright adorable.)
5. During my worst moments of depression regarding my writing, I go to the "All About Romance" website and read their F-grade reviews of various romance novels. Depression? Cured.
6. Somewhat linked to number five . . . I'm actually an incurable romantic. Most of the time it lies dormant, but there are a few cases where goddammit, I just want everyone to have a happy fucking ending already! Not necessarily a Happily Ever After--I like my conflict--but an upbeat resolution would be nice.
7. I earned a green belt in Degerberg mixed martial arts before my health problems forced me to drop it.
8. I love deformed and mutated characters. The reason is simple: they're more fun. There's a million sex kittens and bishies out there; why not change it up by playing a king crab mutant? Plus, it adds flavor to their character, because you have to consider the implications that their deformity will have on them and their surroundings. (My GM didn't like it: she actually forbade me from playing mutants or otherwise twisted characters. Pfeh.)
9. My family is composed of geeks--history and literature geeks, that is. After dinner, while two or three of us do the dishes, someone will read aloud It might be The Complete McAuslan or something similar, but past selections have included John Julius Norwich's History of Byzantium, The Normans in Sicily, The Lord of the Rings, and on one occasion, Charlatan: America's Most Dangerous Huckster, the Man Who Pursued Him, and the Age of Flimflam, which tells the story of the scam artist who made a fortune by implanting goat testicles as a cure for impotency. Seriously--read it. It's brilliant.
10. Novels: one completed, three half-completed, and three more planned out. Short stories: Five finished and revised, sixteen or seventeen more in various stages of completion. Holing up in your room playing God with fictional characters until your skin's so pale that no foundation in the world is light enough: priceless.