i just finished that anne heche book, call me crazy. and, like, what a letdown. you're 213 pages into the thing before she and ellen have sex. apparently, she's under the impression that people are more interested in reading about her abusive childhood and the ecstasy-fueled 'message of love' that she brings as 'celestia,' the second coming of jesus, than they are in reading about celebrity lesbian sex.
it's like the kind of poetry that people write when they're more interested in catharsis than they are in poetry. not that there's anything wrong with that, it's just that there's no reason anyone would want to read it.

mostly-unrelated news, though heche did just get married: the pope has just said that catholic lawyers should not work on divorce cases, and should instead try to help people work out their differences and stay married. first thing that comes to mind: the catholic church is also opposed to the death penalty. i'm not sure if j.p. was speaking with the full weight of the holy roman empire behind him or just off the top of his head, though my impression is that for devout catholics, it doesn't really matter.  ¶ 4:51 PM