But that is the Carnival way, apparently.
And now I must eat something.
You know, the little pile of fruit and nuts and cheese in the bottom of the salad bowl is the best bit.
I'm getting into this whole idea of animated icon as micro-flash fiction. Shows, doesn't it?
via jlassen, The Race Against Race. A polemic on racism in genre writing communities and the real world. (This slops over into gay rights and feminism as well, and it's uncomfortably honest in places.)
sartorias, pursuant to the self-indulgence comversation
katallen, pursuant to same.