Hah! So I totally promised to post a more coherent account of Saint Chartier and then I totally didn't -- 'cos other stuff happened.

Anyway... I've been remarkably bad at finishing things recently and I've been feeling a little bit writer's blockish and I've mostly been trawling the internets rather than doing any work at all (I'll have to buck up ( Read more... )

I am, and always will be, the hills that roll down to the lough in different shades of brown and green; the clouds that broil above the waters on a summer's day to create a second world of dreams without horizons; blackberries, Dulse and Yellowman in autumn; crab apples falling down from twisted trees. I am byres filled with chickens, tractors, ( Read more... )

So... there is obviously a sprite that looks after drunk folks... And I'll get to it an minute.

I did not have the most spectacularly cool evening recently -- in fact it was so bad I ended up spending most of it sitting in the quiet room of the club I was at, watching the worst kareoke session I have ever seen, and writing my own version of Catcher ( Read more... )

Merry, sodding Christmas. Just so you all know, I am really begining to get into the festive bloody spirit, and I am currently hiding from my entire family, in the attic with a packet of Marlboro and a bottle of gin. We already had the first festive row last night -- over Top Gear, of all things. And another one is brewing up nicely, I suspect it's ( Read more... )

So this isn't Space Opera, and it isn't a story about a slot-machine in Hell, and it isn't the story about the girl who is a painting and who breeds Sphinxes for show and prophet, or the one about the monster that's only visible in the dark... This is five pages of nonsense. I have no idea where the afore-mentioned five pages of nonsense are going ( Read more... )

I hope this is an LJ cut, I can't work out how they work.

The Little Glass Baby

Once upon a time in the Day City - just in the midnight strip where the Dark backs onto the Day -- a little glass baby was born. The child was born with some difficulty and as it first came out of its mother's womb it shattered into five pieces.
"Let it ( Read more... )