Due to various attempts at destroying my body via back injury, I have been a nonentity as of late. For this, I apologize to all of you, as well as to the dear Zabet, who has had to do more than her share in the interim.
In the time that I've been laid up, I've spent an unfortunate amount of time on Etsy. In all this time, I have come to a startling conclusion.
Etsy fucking rocks.
Last week I bought three purses and a wristlet keychain, and I want to go back and buy more!
For instance, the desire to buy one of these revamped army bags fills me with more desire than the first time I went to the "Adult Book Store." I want to buy these bags, make them my own. Give them a home where I'll only hurt them because I love them so much, and they make me crazy sometimes, and then I'll promise to never do it again so they won't call the law, but then one day, they'll just look so damn beautiful, and I'll catch them yearning for a different shoulder, and it'll start again.
But we'll always be together in the end. I know we will.
Also, you can get on Etsy and search for wallets (I need a new wallet) and spend hours looking, because right now there are 361 pages of wallets available. Sure, some of them are clutch purses and pouches, but I think we've fairly well established that I'm a purse whore, and don't mind this in the slightest. There's a wallet I'm eyeing at this very moment, but I dare not link it, because it is THAT FUCKING FABULOUS.
Okay. I will now end my Etsy orgasm for a few moments, unless y'all want to send me links of more stuff to look at while I'm hopped up on Percocet and trying to finish up a few crafts.
We are gearing up to look at the project submissions for the Samhain 07 issue, and still have some spaces we'd love to fill with your dark and mysterious ideas. Check out the submissions page for more details.