Although I'm sure no one remembers, I was going to call the title of my latest short story "The Mass of the Universe." What happened to this story? Well, I wrote it. However, I wasn't satisfied with it. I have had the idea of revising some part of it to make it better, so that I would then submit. But, how I'm going to do that I haven't figured out yet.

On the other hand, I have come up with a new short story idea. The title of this will be "Obsessed Derketo." If you did some Googling on the internet you'd be able to figure out a little bit about it, but I'm not going to explain any of it here; to be honest, those who I've told have laughed at me, even Monica. I promise it will be better than how stupidly they put it.

Anyhow, I've been in a bit of a writing slump lately. Not a lot of poetry, or at least, not a lot of good poetry. I have written some poetry that I haven't put here on DA, but have refrained due to the fact that my use of the word "suicide" made people worry, and to be honest, one of the poems was even darker than that one. That's the only dark one; the others I think just suck. Then again, my favorite poem of mine is also not one of the most liked people, and the poem others like best I don't think that highly of. The artist and his art are rarely on good terms, it seems.

Nothing else interesting worth relating.