On the Upside

So I'm basically home-bound, I can't really breathe, my coughs sound gross, and I now know exactly what the doctor is listening for when he puts the stethescope on your chest and tells you to go through various respiratory practices. I am now so sick that I can't visit my dad for fear of infecting him. BUT, since I am incapable of doing anything else, there is no more putting off reading The Brothers Karamazov. In fact, my time is so unscheduled that I'll probably finish my explications before the break is over. There's always a silver lining.

Also, I am planning a war. It's a joyous thing, really. The science fiction writers of Writers' Block challenged fastasy to a genre war. Three armies vs. three armies, plus a back-up, last-ditch effort for each side. Fantasy is going to kick trash. And yes, we do have referees to ensure that no one goes to unreasonable extremes (though I am unsure "unreasonable" can apply to either genre, most especially my own). My army is practically planned. I'm especially excited to use my elementals and my sprites. For one, I know there will be element manipulation from the scifi-ites, because one of them told me so. My elementals are immune to any effects from their given elements. The sprites are small, and scifi-ites tend to be enamored with large machines, so they will pay the blighters little notice. Too bad my sprites have the most lethal poison ever conceived. Haha. The only reason the scifi-ites aren't already shaking in their boots is because they've only seen fantasy writers who exhibit restraint. But we're pulling out all the stops now. For example, I won't be using any Sfereshan sorcerers, because they suffer effects as devastating as those they deal out. Not a very intimidating opponent. But when the sprites suffer no repercussions for the devising of their poisons, or for their innate magic that relates to avoiding detection--that's something to be concerned about. And the Fantasy Allies haven't even gotten to using evil creatures yet. Demons, necromancers, and all that shnazzy jazz are at our disposal. Watch out future, here comes your worst nightmare.

I am such an irredemeable nerd.