Tempus fugit

I just realized I've been writing "Three Steps Back" for a year now. Actually, a year and a day. I still have some proto-chapters gathering e-dust on my computer, and I'm sorely tempted to go back and try to remember where I thought the story would go when I began. (For example, Trixie's role ended up being a surprise.)

It's funny... there was a time when I thought that I'd rather drink gasoline than see r34 of Flam or Trixie, let alone create it. And now, just look how corrupted I've become!

This picture may have had something to do with it.

Yeah, that's about it. Just taking a breather from writing. Nothing to see here.

P.S.: I've changed my user page; now the latest chapter updates will include the number of words I've written. Ta!