I’m not sure how long he had been watching me.He was on my walk home; there was a path that cut through one corner of the park, usually not often used because it was so shady and secluded, but I … Continue reading
bliss
A long time ago, histocasts claimed, we were one race, living on one planet, and the sky above it was barely penetrable except to unmanned, clunky satcom units and the occasional shortjump to the totally non-T-formed moon. It sounded so … Continue reading
Over on Google Plus, I’ve tripped and fallen into heading a wonderful writing project called Nightmare Fuel. Every year for the last several years running, nightmares have been a significant issue for me at this time of year. From September … Continue reading
A handful of 1 foot long black cotton strings. I don’t remember what they came from, or why I saved them. They feel odd, too – as if the cotton has been lightly waxed. I’m not sure what I meant … Continue reading
This cigar box is the first candidate because it is different from the other five. While the others are the classic cigar box shape – long, broad, and very flat, with a lid that nestles down in between the front … Continue reading
I am a hoarder. I’m not a hoarder to the extreme; I don’t need interventions¹, I don’t need to clean out rooms with a shovel. My living space is only a health hazard if you’re not careful of the books … Continue reading
Don’t you hate when you’re going along, having a perfectly good conversation, and say something flippantly extravagant that suddenly makes your brain click over and reveal a previously hidden pile of plotbunnies? Do you have a phone I can text … Continue reading
Huzzah! This is a happy day, and not just because I am double posting. Vinnie Tesla – author of the fantastically awesome victorian-era sex comedy The Ontological Engine, or, The Modern Leda has written a sequel, and it is now available! It’s up at … Continue reading
In the interest of not being up all night, he texted to me, I shall only text you five times. This amused and delighted me; a bondage of sorts, self-imposed and unrequested, unexpected even – and like any really good … Continue reading
A currently-exploding story is of a New York Times review of HBO’s “Game of Thrones” – specifically, the brou-ha-ha is focused upon the fifth and sixth paragraphs of the piece, which I copy out here (emph. mine): The show has … Continue reading