Oh, I feel jealous. Just came from the supermarket, it's raining nonstop here, and I live in that city of Brazil that had several landslides (over 200 people died in two weeks) due to rain, I'm scared outta my pants.
Man, I looooove reading, tried to write books more times than anyone can count, but they'd all turn out as soft porn as soon as I'd write past ten pages X)
What are you writing about?