Argh, Gotta Pay for a New Subscription

I want all my profile pics back, dammit.

Aside from that, Rob & I talked in the car about the whole me not getting the monogamy memo. So it seems I am stuck in a closed marriage. I feel as though he's broken a geas. I may not have acted on my freedom much, but the thought that it was there was comforting. I don't like imagining a lifetime of sex with just one person. It's so... boring. How can people do it, I mean, honestly? Especially with someone who is a one-trick-pony for the most part?

Ah well. I dreamed of seals last night - they've been absent since my last contact with them. I've also been thinking of the whole writing thing. I can write porn, I do give myself that much credit. However, my porn is much like the porno flicks I despise so much. Harsh lighting, stilted dialogue, bad acting, little or no plot and only one or two words for genitalia.

So I've been thinking about a story - it'd be fantasy porn, but based in modern-day America. A story about selkies and humans, with plenty of freaky circus sex thrown in.

I just haven't been reading much sci-fi/fantasy over the past five or six years, so I don't know if the market is glutted with shapeshifting nymphos or not.

I cannot wait for school to end. I need to hole up in a library for awhile.