An anthology with one of my stories in. Electronic only, but we live in the C21st and I guess our various parents will have to wait for a PoD version.Bristolcon was a rare old time. I had to bunk off before the drinking started properly, so as not to say anything else unfortunate ( Read more... )

The houses in my dreams are generally unpleasant places. Last night I added another to the set ( Read more... )

A thing that's been wandering through my head for a few months was brought into focus by this gallery and this piece in the Manchester Guardian.It seems that the greater part of the 'rebel alliance' (ho ho bleeding ho) are types not a million miles away from thee and I, which is really rather scary when you think about it. Not in the 'hahaha don't ( Read more... )

I think I am experimenting with how and if four (four!) slightly different social-meejah-wossnames can be made to play well together. I note that G+ and parent org appear to be making all the fuckups in the first month that it took LJ a decade to muddle through. That's either something clever to do with the accelerating nature of the 'plug-in ( Read more... )

A friend used to have (maybe still does. Who can say?) a thing for 'Two months off' by Underworld. I finally listened to it properly about ten minutes ago and now I'm filled with this wierd ache for things that didn't quite happen ( Read more... )

A couple of days in, and have I been troubled by a flattened affect, trouser-area bother or my brains leaking out of my ears ( Read more... )

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lpgyVxP8OG8

(An apparently complete version of 'The bushes scream while my daddy prunes' from those splendid Very Things.)

The way that people in London react when you tell them that you've just turned up for a gig is a bit odd. It's like you've covered some unimaginable interstellar distance and that if the considered such a voyage, they'd fall off the edge of their oystercard and perish in the fiery pits of hell. Or Woking ( Read more... )