ha ha.

If I were to look back on accomplishments so far this year, I did find enough gumption a few months back to submit a short story to a literary contest. The contest was to write a gay love story and I knew even by the time I was finished that my end result was nowhere near to that -- unless you consider a story about two guys obsessed with the same one guy who we as readers realize neither guy know at all a 'love story'.

It was no surprise then, a month after, to receive a polite little e-mail, "we received so many submissions there just isn't enough room for yours," or something like that.

Still, the story was something. And it was something to actually submit -- something I haven't done before. Better luck next time?

In the initial stages of writing, I had had another story - a plan B story. It was a story about a man working in an unstable corporate environment who falls in love with the Indian 'efficiency expert' brought in, ultimately, to axe the man's job.

I write it now; it sounds like a cliche, but is not too far from what has been happening at BIPC or what has been happening all over.

And I do find Indians extremely attractive. :^)

I have a date today, this afternoon, with an Indian. He speaks English fluently, speaking it with a lilting cadence and a slight British accent. And when he laughs, it is more of a giggle that shows a genuine good humor (I so want to type 'humour' ha ha). I find it extremely appealing.