a stark realisation...

I just came to a stark realisation.
There are plenty of other things that would have made better subjects for my lit journalism piece than friggin tattooing.
I could do a lit journo piece on my work experience - compelling reading. Compellingly angry-making, compellingly telling reading.
I could do a lit journo piece on my recent change in living situation - laughs a plenty, tears a plenty, hormones a freakin' plenty!
But no, I'm doing a lit journo piece on tattooing, or rather a lit journo piece on trying to get an interview about tattooing. I've got the interview coming up this saturday morning. About bloody time, the project's only due in two weeks! Alas, I have written almost 2300 words without seeing ink hit skin, so I'll be right, really.