I practice talking sometimes.

It's a little funny that way: I've worked over the air before, but I have such little confidence in my voice. I stutter. My lips or teeth or jaw have always felt awkward, and I'd even seen a speech therapist when I was young. The braces didn't help, and the full implications of "JAW SURGERY" hit me all at once about a month before it was supposed to happen. I'm also first-generation Canadian, and my parents have never been great with English. I don't know if that's why I took to music and drawing and literature and Math so eagerly.

I've always had a thing for expression, for communication. Anyone who knows me will also know I have a crush on Math for that very reason--among others.

I love that, in Math, any aspect of life or any thought can be modeled using these strange symbols and even stranger rules, both of which can be taught to anyone; ideas can be communicated, proven, or disproven, and even improved upon by any number of people also seeking to find the most perfect expressions.

It's a whole community devoted to perfect universal truths.

... Hehe!

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Math Porn!

Excerpt kinda, because I haven't written anything beyond it

There are times I feel his sweet, calloused hands gently across my face, my neck. He whispers something intangible as he presses his lips quickly against my cheek. We kiss; wet, sweet and breathless; kiss again. I can feel him radiate heat; the smell of sweat mingles fancily in the warm air. Soft satin, cool to the touch, stretches beneath our forms. I run my fingertips down his chest; the hair curls slightly more from moisture. His broad chest, exquisitely muscled and blanketed in textured but pliant skin; it feels wonderful beneath my touch.

It's usually at about this time that I must look up, breathless, into those brilliant blue eyes; brush some hair from his face; feel the curves of his jaw and the dimples of his smile.

"Sometimes I wish you were a woman," I breathe into his face. We kiss again.


Writing

Sometimes, I write math porn. And, what's cool: I'm not alone! Joey Comeau writes math porn, too. His is different from mine, obviously.

Also, there's this gallery.

My math porn is different, because I know of at least three very attractive people who are proficient in Math, and it drives me nuts. There's one idea that I keep trying to make into a finished, polished story, and publish it, dang it!

I have at least four versions of Strip Calculus running right now. Not one is finished; and I doubt any will finish soon. However, I have been working on version "2c" lately, and it seems the most likely candidate.

With any amount of luck, I'll be uploading it soon.

--Charissa

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