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I crave fiction that isn't Sir Reginald.

Getting to work on it soon.

With luck, done by tonight, along with a piece of non-fiction for nykki and pensylvania_joe. ;D

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        I live for days like today.
        You see, I work at the main library at the University of Illinois, which has over 10 million books. I work in an area where we process and do repairs on books heading to our high-density shelving area. We often find a number of strange things in the books, from ink blotters made by the “Orient Coal” ( Read more... )

Not all that thrilling, from an outside point of view, I’m sure, but…
We were in goddamned Texas, of all places. Sure, we were both from Illinois, in high school, but at that moment, we were both in Texas. Houston. In a stairwell. At a college.

I don’t remember the precise details of what made us do it, but it started as a joke at a Houston ( Read more... )

   God bless Constantine “Taki” Iatropoulos. He was a mad bastard, but we loved him.

Taki had run a lot of eating establishments in his life, from a high-end establishment in New York that used to have people like Zoot Sims and Dean Martin as regular guests, to a Weenie Wagon on the streets of Champaign, Illinois.

Sometimes Sara and I ( Read more... )

By Friday, I'll know for certain, but I might as well mention it now. It's close enough that I doubt I'll jinx it. If I do...I know who to blame: me.

Anyway, it's a VERY short piece (350 words) on three historical female pirates, for this magazine here:


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Three is The Only Number; in other news, Poisonous Leaves Resume Their Attacks After Years in Hiding

I’ve known ( Read more... )

            In order to make sure that I win, I’ll be adapting my journal/listserv slightly. Yes, I’m still going to have my writing exercises and things I’ve simply shat onto the computer because they were in my head.
            However, I ( Read more... )

Random Tourette's Story #1:

About a year and a half ago, Sara decided that she didn't like our cool wooden soap dish anymore, and has decided that it would be much more Madd Stylee to keep the soap on an antique bread and butter plate from her grandmother's china.
    Now, with Tourette's Syndrome often comes OCD. Mine ( Read more... )

I wrote this a while back for a local publication and thought it might be interesting here.
Feel free to ask any and all questions you may have. Remember, I have NO sense of shame or embarassment, so all questions are welcome ( Read more... )