L'amour, no?
In short, he has to write a story (using either fictional or non-fiction characters) that show how modern media has effected their lives.
So, he's been working on it for days, and he gave me the final version for me to read tonight. I felt a bit like Severus Snape marking one of Potter's potion reports. My red pen was slashing marks all over the page, and writing things like "you're putting past-tense with current tense" and "you've used the word 'community' three times in this sentence alone, can you think of another word to use?"
I finally handed it to him, and watched as he read my notes. He finally put the work down and said "I'm no good at this. Will you write it for me?"
I guess he saw the glint in my eye, because he immediately snatched the report to his chest and said "no, on second thoughts, if you wrote it, you'd have my character wearing a gimp mask and tied to a table as some man named Franz gets acquainted with him!"
It was on the tip of my tongue to say "Severus, actually..." but I just smiled.
But it would have made for an interesting story, no? Of course, the challenge would be exactly where to fit the digital media in amongst the sex....
I almost hate it that he knows me as well as he does!
grateful
determined
amused
depressed
sore
ecstatic