Hello hello all. I have been bewitched by the opportunity to have 6 Ls in my first sentence. Forgive me, I am only a creature of whim.

I hope everybody's having a lovely Christmas. I have been fortunate enough to log back on and find I have a Daily Deviation for Arthur Nobody, which is about as lovely and unexpected a thrill as a thrill ever is. So all praise and wonderful things to ^lovetodeviate for being so kind and making me very happy. Hooray!

Also thank you to the people who have read and commented and stuff on my story. It's really sweet and I never think I'm capable to expressing how amazing it is to get any kind of a response to stories you have written. I have been exceptionally fortunate during my time at DA to have meet such lovely people who read and comment and advise and inspire me frequently, and their insight is invaluable.

Anyway, I'm blathering. My beloved is in New York right now. He has been my most adored partner for two and a half years now, and my best friend for many more. All my luck is down to him, I think.

I'm still in London, still surviving, still perspiring (mostly that last one), but I'm home now for Christmas for another week or so. It's very nice to be home, if only to remind me how my cooking pales in comparison to my mum's.

In class, they want us to write stories and make lots and lots of money, and change the stories so that more people will like them so that we make even more money. Which is silly, because it's not what writers should be doing. Writers should be making beautiful things. Writers should make art.