Over at the LJ of Eneit Press/Morrigan Books editor 
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I'm a bit annoyed with myself at the moment. The story I was writing for the IBD2 anthology (www.eneitpress.com) "Daivadana" has sort of gone off the rails and I don't know what to do with it at the moment ( Read more... )

The first paragraph from a short story I have only just started writing:

On his first night in Dushanbe, Mark got drunk on arak and was beaten repeatedly at chess by an old Russian named Anatoly. The gristle-faced Russian had stayed in Tajikistan through the collapse of communism and six years of civil war, only to fill every moment with stories ( Read more... )