I read this post over at Bookshelves of Doom and ever since I’ve had my nose buried in Emily of New Moon, accomplishing nothing useful but thoroughly enjoying myself.

Fortunately for my conscience, I’ve taken the advice of Cory Doctorow and I’ve been writing a page a day no matter what. It’s probably resulting in a lot of disjointed drivel, but it makes days in New Moon seem ever-so-slightly less wanton.