Well, this night has been most momentous. B was well-pleased with the first reaction to Shriekback's version of "God's Gardenias." He emailed a response to me about that, so I'm very happy that he's happy ( Read more... )

"I am your grace and your forgiveness. I am your dreams and your desire. I am that which visits you in the deepest dark. I am the whisper in your mind and the madness that accompanies that whisper. I am the words upon your lips and the sweetness upon your tongue. I am the abomination you dare deny and the sacrament for which you seek. I am ( Read more... )

Ambrosciata is Vampire sex, involving the act and the taking of Blood from one another. I am going to bust Hell wide open... And I deserve it.

He took Flint’s earlobe in his mouth and bit just enough to break the skin.  Sucking the Blood that grudgingly relinquished to his ministrations, Camus reached under Flint’s dusty, smoke-saturated overcoat ( Read more... )

Extremely rough, but I'm afraid not to save everything here.  (skimming over this, I see two Easter eggs...unintentional.  I am bloody hopeless.)


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I've got 99 problems, but Tim Roth ain't one of them ( Read more... )

What I have so far, very rough draft. I'm saving it in increments here, because I'm scared to death of losing files now. Move along, nothing to see...

( move along, nothing to see here )

Right.

After reading what I have written on 'Feeding the Tree,' I have come to a godawful realisation regarding the blatant homoeroticism that's so prevalent between Flint and Cadmus.

And I am not fucking amused with my brain, or the world, or anything right now.

The subconscious, how it burns.

I had intentionally avoided iTunes for the past few days and, as a result, I have not written in the past few days. So, I opened iTunes this evening. And I'm right back to the Terrible Three. Suddenly, Flint is very real to me again. It should be Cadmus but noooo... Flint has somehow been woven into the mix, irreversibly I am afraid. So what do I ( Read more... )

Flint popped into my head and wouldn't let me be, so I started a short story a few days ago with the working title 'Feeding the Tree.' It was my intention to just go ahead and kill him off. Cadmus Pariah was going to use Flint's Blood to baptize the Tree in much the same way he dyed the Landon Dunlevy mask with Faust's Blood. But now, I keep ( Read more... )

Thanks to the untimely death of my former beloved Dell, all the editing I was doing on The Augury of Gideon is gone and has to be restarted. Thanks to the wonderful Mother Unit, I have a computer on which to begin the editing process again, the Microsoft Office program to allow me to see and make necessary changes, and the file she had created ( Read more... )