Audrey Fox is cooler than everybody ever the end

I've sent about the first 30,000 words or so of New Novel to Audz and Erinna and Gracie for them to read, and they seem to think it is okay! Of course, they are biased, as I drilled holes in their brains to make them my rentboy zombie slave friends, but still. It's always nice to hear positive responses. Now I have an incentive to make the rest vaguely readable, woo!

Speaking of my excellent friends, sometimes I say things on the internet, like

"Seriously you don’t want to know how many idle daydreams I make up on the train ride to work which involve Alexander from The Wolf House and post-depositions Wardo becoming international entrepreneur beffies. It’s my headcanon for the backstory to that fic without a proper title that I wrote."

And then tonight, because Audrey loves me and wants me to be happy, she ( sent me this )

GUYS. YOU GUYS. YOU GUYS. I WANT TO WRITE ALL THE SELF-INDULGENT FIC IN THE ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD, OH MY GOD. LIKE, JUST, GIVE ME ALL OF IT. NO LAPTOP IS SAFE FROM THEIR LOVE.

(accurate depiction of my current emotional state with regard to WHY IS THIS A THING WHICH DOESN'T EXIST OUTSIDE MY RIDICULOUS BRAIN OH GOD)

Seriously I have a) the best friends and b) the worst brain.

hnnnnnnnrrg