5,700 words later…
Yeah, those jitters? Gone.
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These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Jitters.
I have a nice long fiction outline before me, and lately every time I think about making it a reality, I freeze up. I have the prose equivalent of cold feet. This may be because (as in relationships) I prefer the middle portion, where there’s an established rhythm and pattern, rather than the beginning (which
New story up!
?oyfriend I need a tutorial in how to do special characters on WordPress. That “B” is supposed to be a beta. (Don’t worry, I asked Watts first. He laughed at me.) Anyway, to quote my email to my workshop: Mark Tovey at WorldChanging Canada asked me to write this story after I told him about
And now, a descent into immaturity:
I CALLED IT! Panels that generate energy from vibrations have been laid by ticket gates through which up to 80,000 passengers pass every day at Tokyo station. In theory, the system consisting of slates, rubber sheets and ceramics can generate enough energy to power automatic ticket gates or electric billboards at the station. In Fitting
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Yes…
Sometimes, an article pops up online that is exactly what I need. A team of researchers led by Princeton University scientists has found for the first time that tropical rainforests, a vital part of the Earth’s ecosystem, rely on the rare trace element molybdenum to capture the nitrogen fertilizer needed to support their wildly productive
In memoriam:
Today, BoingBoing reminded me that John Lennon died 28 years ago today. Since my first national sale was a story involving Mr. Lennon, I thought I would excerpt some here: He turned to face me, and it felt like being cut off at the knees. Suddenly, I understood my mother’s Beatlemania in a completely new
Hmm. Needs more fun.
I realized the other day that what I’m working on isn’t quite fun enough. Some parts of it are fun to read (I think) and (I know) some parts of it are fun to write. But in thinking so much about wordcount and moving from Point A to Point B (or in this case, Sequim
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This is my new favourite song:
There’s something magic about watching rotten, rusty barns and roll by and eating nigh-frozen sushi while listening to this song. (It’s even better after the snow has been and gone.) This is my favourite of all the things written this weekend: “Don’t you ma’am me, mister. I’m only seven years old.” “Hey, in cat years,
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Finished!
A while ago, I talked about a story that, to quote Dan Aykroyd (or Harold Ramis) “just popped in there,” inspired by looking at old clips of Vampira. Well, that story is finished, now. It took me about three days. Now I’m in the butcher shop phase, trimming fat where I can find it. There’s
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Polaroid camera Quaalude Austin State Hospital (formerly the Texas State Lunatic Asylum) Oh yeah. It’s a fun story.