well, hell

[valarltd]

I meant to write a nice little Sf-Horror piece about racism, classism, knowing yourself and all that other jazz. Alternately, I was going to bang away (pardon the expression) at a contemporary about a shy but kinky librarian and a geeky scadian mechanic who makes chainmail.

So why in the name of the nine cold hells am I more than 700 words into an airship pirate attack on a luxury skyliner?

The why is under the cut