Originally posted at nora at inkstain.
Miss me? Go read some stuff. It will dull the ache a bit.

Ferrett: Lessons From Mr. Serena:

They started bringing toys - stink bombs they threw at me, snapped underneath my nose and forced me to smell. Twisted bits of black iron they called “scorpions” that sprang shut when they mashed it against my flesh. ( Read more... )

Originally posted at nora at inkstain.
She and I are sitting around a fire we’ve built in the second story of an abandoned office building downtown. Looking past her, I can see out the window, which is one of the few in the city that isn’t broken. Every star is visible.

She finishes the food- canned corn, peaches, and broth- and puts the can down, ( Read more... )

Originally posted at nora at inkstain.
I have always been somewhat puzzled by people who said they knew things “like the back of their hands”. I never really understood what that meant. I have three freckles on the back of my left hand and the faint blue of a vein, a scar between the knuckles of my first and second finger. I only can say that ( Read more... )

Originally posted at nora at inkstain.
In case you are wondering, here are some of the things that have been inspiring me for the zombie things and the things that have been influencing the writing style.

• Laura Podolnick’s “Dissertation On the Concept of Forever Starting Tonight, Explained in the Second Person, To an Ex-Lover, a Best Friend, and The ( Read more... )