Huskies and Cheescake
I feel completely uninspired at the moment. *yawn* So I just went serfing the net for photos. I'm so like that. I'm one of those lazy photographers who couldn't be bothered reading photography books, so I just serf the net for photos I like and steal the ideas. I tried to read a photography book once--I swear I did--but it just went in one ear and out the next (or in one eye and out the other, however you want to put it).
I love huskies. I was delighted to find that my favourtie photo hide-out, Corbis, has not one, but three pages of husky photos now. Very accomodating for my little obsession.
A late night MSN conversation with a girl friend also got me craving cheesecake. Why is it we always crave things when they're the least excessable? I'm excited about shifting north in that respect. I can't wait to scout around for a little hide-away cafe that serves cheesecake up and beyond the call of coffee. I just know I'm destined to write a novel in a quaint little cheesecake cafe one day. If my experiences with fudge during the writing of Meet Me in Arabia have any indication of how the novel will turn out, I'm bound to have my heroine hooked on cheesecake by the end of the book. I'm convinced this can't be a bad thing.
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