Anyway, welcome, everyone. Feel free to introduce yourself, if you like. I'd love to know why you're here. :)
The onslaught of the cicadas is slowly fading away. There are still plenty in the trees and on the ground--yesterday one flew onto my shoulder and stayed there for about five minutes trying to decide whether my hair was edible or not-- but there aren't billions the way there were just two weeks ago. This saddens me in a strange way. This morning coming into work, I saw where someone in the library staff had drawn a picture in crayon of a happy cicada and stuck it on the wall. It reads, "Cicadas ♥ our tropical paradise." I am still smiling.
( On plebefic, badfic, and goodfic, and the angst-ridden necessity of distinguishing between them.Collapse )