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(NOTE: This is another post from my personal blog that no one reads) Spokane Valley, Wa – Drivers were shocked on their morning commute Wednesday when a trans bird fell from under the Sullivan Street overpass directly into west-bound traffic on Interstate 90. In an ironic twist, the bird was immediately struck and dragged several hundred feet by an eighteen wheeled tractor-trailer hauling frozen chicken wings. Paramedics declared the bird dead on the scene. Witnesses say it appeared the...
ADULT THEMES My last nurse play/fun write. maybe draft on later, write about my nurse chap a little more? My last nurse Of course I had heard the reports concerning the vaccination centre provided for the mere ordinary people. My own wife described how they were indeed herded at the two second interval gaps through the sliding doors where the first nurse spat into her face: ‘Name!’ she said, and so forth. No loving eye care supplied, no heaving chests under the buttons. The entire...
Last year I blogged about a sequel I wrote to my favorite book by my favorite author. He never "exactly" wrote sequels, never did for his earlier work, and he died in 1988. I'd always wanted a sequel to a few of his books written in the 50s, particularly "Citizen of the Galaxy". So, last spring, for my own benefit, I had some time and wrote that sequel. A member of the Board of The Heinlein Society agreed to read it, and responded that I "must" pursue publication. He thought it was that...
I'm heading to bumblefuck PA to work on an LP with a former associate of mine, and I'm gonna use the time there to focus on composing as much of my own music as humanly possible. If things go well, this album I'm going to work on will be released by or before the end of the year. I also intend to finish composing and recording demos of at least 16 more songs of my own over the next few months. Things are kind of moving along atm so I'm somewhat hopeful that this will improve the...
Shallows Deep For the third time in as many minutes, Susan appraised herself in the full-length mirror, noting the lack of curve and the dumpiness of a face so her. ‘Ordinary’ was a word she heard behind closed doors, when the whisperer thought she slept, or at school, when the other girls caught her eavesdropping. Hour upon hour, she practised her smile, but the gloom snuck out through her eyes. The day had been like any other. A moon sat swollen in the night, laying a pallid blanket...
As much as I've studied to fine tune my writing over the last many years, I don't stop. Obviously, I don't run into as many new tips as I used to, but when I do I take them seriously. One I ran into several weeks ago is to take "estimates" out of fiction. Instead of writing "Sally stood about 15 feet away", go with "Sally stood 15 feet away". The reader doesn't care if it was 14 feet, and since we're making it up anyway, if we want 15 feet we can have 15 feet. We get rid of a filler word...
The Glass Tulip The fallow child did not know he cast a shadow. It rested profoundly on his story, diminished the colours—warped them. The earth, the heavens, and everything between, left him detached, bereft of wonder. But Tommy did not know. His clothes reflected the same perspective: faded denim jeans and jacket, grey V-necked jumper, and white shirt, buttoned to the very top. Plimsolls, once white with blue edging, now scuffed and discoloured by frequent visits to Ashton Woods...
After a long several days of edits on my first read through, proofreading with my app, and then additional adjustments after I took the manuscript from Scrivener to Word, I have a manuscript fit for others to see. There might be a few typos left, but I try to get it down to what I've read are NY house standards ... approximately seven or fewer for a full length novel. Then the first few readers fill those in. Now I have to work on a cover, and the first thing I do is fish through premade...
The Mirror Man For three weeks, all the mirrors in my house had been turned to face the wall. Perhaps, I speculated, he would lose interest and leave me alone. He had been there all along of course, but I never really considered him anything more than a figment of my imagination. I pictured him sniggering at my inability to exorcise him, waiting and waiting for that day when I could pluck up the courage to face him again. Today was that day. Oh yes, I thought of the obvious many times...
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