Is it March, yet? Please? Because then the new Hollows novel would be here, and, oh, yes, it would not be fucking freezing.

I really wish I could sculpt. I know some people can do really awesome things with clay, but I am not one of them. Woe.

I know, practice makes perfect, or at least, less sucky, but I don’t even really have the brain for it. Something about clay just makes me stare dumbly at it. I did sculpt a doll-sized lightsaber hilt once, but that has vanished into the ether, which really irks me. Aside from that my greatest accomplishment is the little disks on which little jewels will eventually sit to make Raven’s belt. And that wasn’t so much sculpting, as rolling it out thin and cutting circles with a straw.

You begin to see the true level of my non-skill, yes?

And of course, me being me, what I really really want to do is something that would require me to be really really good. Which…yeah, no.

And for the curious? Its Jensen Ackles’ head, 1/6 scale. Yeah. Its okay that you’re laughing. I’m laughing, too.