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First of the Blackened
Now up to 1070 words on 'Wicked Game'., which seems to be some bizarre hybrid of a Caitlin R Kiernan story and Ringworld by way of Firefly, just to be pretty general about it. If I finish this, which on recent form is less than probable, it's the first science fiction story I'll have written in about 32 years.
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Begin to Begin
It's not like I didn't want to post, just life caught up with me and I found other things to do.
So, let's call this a new start, and I'll try to find something to say. All I'm doing is talking to myself, really. I only began this because I read Caitlin R Kiernan's blog and it seemed like a good idea at the time. Let's call this a sort of diary.
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Trying not to Sleep the World Away
There are just some days when you feel as if the world is passing you by and you can't be bothered to do anything about it. I should really be working on the new erotic horror story I've been poking at with a pointy stick but all I'm getting are random scenes and images that don't seem to work. I guess that I should just leave it for now and ( Read more... ) -
At the End of Another Year
Just to try and get used to writing again, and to find a way to make a comment on Caitlin R Kiernan's Page. For some reason this crappy LJ just won't let me log on from her page, and she, quite reasonably, does not allow anonymous posting. There are some dats when I get really pissed off at computers, and this is one of them. -
The Emptiness of After Midnight
It's way too late at night to be thinking coherently, but I really have to try and get some Ideas down. Made a few suggestions of vignettes to Caitlin R Kiernan, just titles, but it seems as if she likes them. The titles were "Wolf in the Breast"-The Cocteau Twins, "Song to the Siren"-This Mortal Coil, and my play on Quentin Tarantino with " ( Read more... )