friday five

If you...
1. ...owned a restaurant, what kind of food would you serve? Ethiopian/Moroccan fusion. I don't think it exists, but it certaintly should.
2. ...owned a small store, what kind of merchandise would you sell? Books.
3. ...wrote a book, what genre would it be? Genderfucked sci-fi porn.
4. ...ran a school, what would you teach? Genderfucked sci-fi porn. LOL Actually, I would love to teach a class on gender in genre.
5. ...recorded an album, what kind of music would be on it? Right now, it'd probably sound a lot like TOOL: loud, hard, strangely melodic and ranging from depressed to angry. ::sigh::

I've been staring at my folder of Roswell fics-to-be-recced for the past fifteen minutes trying to find a way to write any of them up. I love these stories. I know why I love these stories, but the part where I put it into words just isn't happening right now.

I think I'll just go read some genderfucked sci-fi porn.

found the words!

...so my Friday rec is up, which makes me very happy, indeed. I know next to no one is likely to be paying attention to them, but I feel compelled to do my share, since crack_van has been my source for fic recs on all kinds of random fandoms (say that three times fast) for a while now.

Now, I'm going to get my little snake-print latex dress on and head out to ManRay. Woohoo! Or something the like. I mostly feel like dancing, but there is a certain stress at the back of my neck and shoulders that tells me I might end up getting whipped in public tonight. Not the first time it would come to pass, but still, a unique experience each and every single time. LOL

Update from the Boston-area home of kink might be forthcoming... since I'm all kinds of chatty tonight.