Continuation from here:
(as you can see, my brain is going in coherent lines today. Oh yes)

( Oh right, can't forget the lj cut... )

From the fantasy verse with miss_c_twistShe walked down streets that had a darker swell than she was used to. Twilight, almost, except that where she was from twilight had a finite end. She had been stuck in this half-light as long as she'd been walking, and she'd been walking for a while ( Read more... )

Involving myself with a poet seems to have inspired a sudden lust for modern poetry. Mine. His. Especially his. It's also turned a simple writing autobiography exercise on how one sees the self in metaphors into a poem. The second one I've written this year.

(Just in case unaware, this is lots. I'm not a poet.)

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Thought over and posted for punk_rock_nerd because I hear that he was feeling left out by the writing games that have been bouncing back and forth between miss_c_twist and I. This will lead into more adventures of the Amazing Cat Boy.

Set before this.

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I turned to Shea as I started writing this this morning to say 'Man, I really need to stop writing this depressing shit'. So this is the low mood of the vignettes. There's been too many vignettes were all the fairies concerned were kind and lovely people. Makes me sad like sparkly vampires ( Read more... )

I'm getting wicked inspired over here. It's just crept up on me to order and fill in the between bits of all the vignettes I've been posting up here the last year and a bit. So... this one is in part an alternate point of view from this post with a kind of creepy undertone, and it aims to explain, umm, lines written in Vignette 11/- aaaaand ( Read more... )

Aaaaaaaand this is the piece of writing that I started putting together from drafts and other writing that I hadn't quite been happy with on their own. A lot of it's original for this piece. I think a paragraph comes from the piece of writing I did for my Writing Autobiography workshop earlier in the year. I had no idea that was going to happen ( Read more... )

La de da, this one's inspired by listening to The Birthday Massacre in Fergie's car today. Not a lot more to say.

Prompted again by tamingthemuse

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I swore that I was going to do something about this short story over the summer as an art project. I had plans of going to that old hotel on the corner of Spenser street and getting a real feel for the section of the city this story was set in. Well, now it's nearly the end of May, winter is hitting pretty solidly, and the story is as untouched as ( Read more... )

Rewritten from a short story that I've wanted to expand for ages but never had the, well, muse. Written today for the Blood, Sweat and Hysterics prompt over at the tamingthemuse community. Cause who needs to use this time writing essays?

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