Of course, now I've been sitting here sweating over turning it in tomorrow, thinking that I've gone over the edge, that no one will read it, or worse - they'll read it and then just stare at me in the workshop. Not even say anything, just stare and shake their heads, like you do when you shame dogs that pee on the living room carpet. However, we did workshop a story today that had one of the most explicit alien-on-alien sex scenes I've ever read in my life (and it was quite good!), and no one ran screaming from the room, so clearly this is just a case of my own bullshit paranoia. I need to just turn the story in, and move on to the next one.
Time to critique tomorrow's stories now. Have a happy Fourth, everyone. Have a beer for me. Have FIVE.