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So sometime during the night, while close enough to asleep to make all good ideas highly suspect, I had a story idea involving a war between the little microscopic bug-things that live in people's eyelashes and mascara-spewing nanobots.

The thing is, I could write it and not say where it was taking place, and it'd probably work.

not gonna make Boskone

One sick kid who's wanted to be held constantly for two days = now one sick me too. )-: