At An Angle

Been sleeping really fucked up hours. Hit bed at 11 tonight, slept around 4 hours, woke back up... read /x/ and rolled to write creepypasta OC. First two I didn't like despite other people really enjoying one of them ut this one... this one was fun.  Its my own little insomniac crap attempt at an homage to Fritz Lieber's story of a family's curse. Dad was always tinkering in the basement when I was growing up.  I'd be in the basement family room playing some nintendo game and he'd walk through with his toolbox.  He'd stop, maybe...

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All's Fair in Love and Genocide

This one got strange.  Love, loss, massacre, and bin Laden.           I've been thinking a lot about love, lust, and need recently due to an abortive and confusing little tango with an ex-girlfriend. I'm not talking the sort of thinking that makes me cry into my beer and wonder what went wrong or that makes me want...

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The most simple of thoughts.

There is something unnatural about plastic ketchup bottl...

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Found on my HD

Just some free-floating hostility penned on my recent trip to KY. It reads how you'd expect me to read after being on the road for I think 7 hours at that point....

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Mechanisms of God: A start

Okay, so here's the deal. All I have here are first drafts, to get me over my fear of showing my writing, but I believe I've grabbed that brass ring now.  My next step is going to be to revise. There will still be new posts, such as this, but alongside will be the hopefully improved versions of my deformed first draft children.  I had...

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Just a blurb about someone who needs not be named.

"She wrote like a raging toddler plays the piano.  Angry, vicious, without style or practice, and unable to see the world around her because she is too busy slamming her face into the key...

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Essay Rough Draft

 The house is empty, rooms cleaned out and cluttered only with the open spaces where things used to sit.  Not bare, the furniature still remaining, various orthless knick-knacks standing in rows on shelves, standing silent vigil.  I look around the remains of my living room in a bit of a daze as I try to comprehend the scene.  It looks stripped as though some apocalypse had quietly happened and raiders had come to take anything of vale. ...

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Dear Valued Customer: Part Four

 Professor, I have attempted to be patient in regards to your account, but even with the flexible and generous payment plan our Delivery Representative said you agreed to I find myself in quite a bind. Your third order is also generous, and I will send said order through but it will be accompanied by a member of our Accounts Department. He will have full authorization to negotiate a better payment schedual for you, but I am afraid until we have seen a larger payment than simply Good Faith payments I cannot release further orders to you....

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Update and apologies

I fell behind on things. Writing, school, work, lots of stuff all at once conspired first to deplay Valued Customer as well as any other posts. Or writing. So accept my apologies, and I'm going to be posting hopefully a great deal in the next few days. We'll s...

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Dear Valued Customer: Part Three

 Dear Professor Glindinberk, This is another personal missive from Jeremiah Pendleton to you. I have authorized my men to deliver, free of delivery charges, the eight robotics kits and the accompanying steam engines, control boards, and other sundries that you have ordered despite your current state of being in the red, as it were, to our...

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Dear Valued Customer: Part Two

Dear Professor Glindinberk,            As the CEO of AS+S, I was made aware of the extraordinary nature of your first order with us and took it upon myself to tell you personally how much I appreciate your business and look forward to further work with you. This message should arrive to you a day or two before our deliverimen arrive with loaded lorries to deliver your spectacular order to your castle.           May I take a moment to compliment the very obvious high aims of any man who inhabits...

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Gift Post One: The Order of the Holy Mechanism

This one goes out to Jed, whose request for my 100th hit was "Medieval Cyberpunk" ===================================================           “Saint Augustine, Brother Marcel?” Jean's voice was soft and yet it still echoed in the bare tone hallways of the Monastery of St Illumine the Engineer. The sound bounced down the corridor, off angled stones and statues and carvings, all lovingly measured to give the most distance to even the softest word to the “Reference Desk” at the top of the stairs that lead directly to the...

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Dear Valued Customer: Part One

What begins here is something I've wanted to write for some time. The idea has run around my brain for years but its finally, FINALLY seeing the light of day.  Given the nature of the story I'm going to post it, one letter at a time, once every day until its complete. I hope you guys enjoy this, its my way of entertaining while working on things to submit. Specifically one pulp lovecraftian horror story, and a horror sci-fi story that needs serious work. ============================================================ Dear Valued Customer,...

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Apologies and a tiny touch of random fiction.

I owe people their requests as rewards for me hitting 200 views and I promise to get to them.  With Drs and school and Morrow Project its fallen behind. Plus Dead Space. Lots and lots of Dead Space. Will be posting again soon. ============================================================ They're here, behind the steel.  I hear them now, heard them from day one, heard them even on the trip up. Heard the skittering, the claws on metal, hissing voices speaking to each other and to me as if I could even understand, as if I wanted to. I...

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Tamar and Raamiel

A mage, arrogant punk archmage kid, and his familiar/girlfriend. ===================================================== “Why was there a post-it note saying we're banned from Reggie's on my chest when I woke up?” “Because we're banned from Reggies, love. Duh.” “Me? Banned from somewhere? Lies. Give me the phone, I want to buy it and have them all like. Fired. Or killed. Or sold to African slavers.” “Honey they don't do that anymore and you deserved it.” “Filth and lies compounded. Defend you words, whore, and bring me juice. I have a...

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Lovely Quote

A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects. -Robert A. Heinl...

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Microhorror!

Saw this picture, and wanted to see if I could do a "story" of two sentences about it. Looking back, Alzheimer's seemed not so bad for poor Grandpa Whately.Especially since the Rest Home won't let him back ...

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Cog: Prologue

The following is the only part of Cog so far that I am remotely satisfied with. Its a short little intro, and I am fond of how is came out. Short, sharp, and with at least one character I intended to be faceless standing out and possibly being more of a factor than I had originally planned. The little intro line at the start is an attempt to seem archaic and interesting, but I'm afraid it may just make me seem like a pompous dick. ============================================================================== Introduction: In which we are...

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Writers block.

Lets be honest, my novel has been stalled in a pathetic state for ages. I can blame a number of things, but even now when I sit with a clear head to write it, I can't. I look at where I left off, and just get lost rewriting passages long ago proofread, or struggling with where to go next while this sense of dissatisfaction tugs at me. So fuck it, I'm going to start that shit ovcer. Yeah I know. Its retarded. But fuck, if I can't get past a chapter because its now an addled mess of half assed rewrites over 2 years? And I can only do about 3 pages...

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My First Post, My First Arrest

I feel like I should have done some sort of "introduction" post here, but I think its better to just... post a real blog entry. Its more honest, less indulgent, and gives you a better sense of me. ================================================= I was fucking arrested earlier this week. Fucking. Arrested. Cuffs. Lights. A fucking cell. I'm a Jew, we don't do well in jail, so this was somewhat agitating to me. I was going to write a nice, gentle, pithy post, but fuck it, profanity seems to fit the situation perfectly. Besides, I was...

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