Category Archives: Stories I Tell Myself At Night
Stuff I’ve made up.
The Place had Picture Frames but No Pictures in Them
Did I say essays? I mean stories. Of course I meant stories. And by stories I mean that these are mostly true with some events slightly shifted in time and two or three minor characters shuffled into one, or vice … Continue reading →
Malaise
I hadn’t really intended to take a break from blogging, it just sort of happened. Rather than trying to play catch-up for the past weeks worth of (non) posts, I’m just going to roll my notes over into this weeks … Continue reading →
Suffering
Well, the novel is going well, but definitely suffering from neglect as the test looms ever nearer. I’m not anywhere near the word count I had wanted to have as the 2,000 words per day has dropped closer to 200 … Continue reading →
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Hurdles
Stuck in the muck again. My story for this year’s Nanowrimo has gone completely off the rails, leaving me wondering what to do with it. The story I had in mind to write is still sitting in my head, asking, … Continue reading →
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Only 6,000 Words Behind
Plot going well. Major events beginning to unfold. Block gone. Tired. Hit 12,000 words today. Feels good. Bed now.
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Un-stalled
Ok. Figured out the problem and am writing past it. Once again, my outline has become completely useless, but that’s a good thing. Got some good ideas; hopefully the plot picking up will take me through the rest of this … Continue reading →
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Cylons to the Left of Me…
Took a break from both writing and studying this evening to catch up on Battlestar Galactica. Man that show is good. Seriously good. I mean, wow. And when the guy was gonna do that thing? Man. I don’t even know … Continue reading →
Another Day Off
M and I both had the day off today. I spent most of it working on my Nanowrimo project or studying or yelling at the gods for creating such an infuriating language as well as giving me a creative drive. … Continue reading →
The Couple that Geeks Together…
M has been playing Final Fantasy III for the Nintendo DS for a week straight now, while I maintain with Starfox and Mario Kart. There are worse hobbies. Word count – 4,000.
Day One
Well, the first day’s writing went well. The story is already starting to change and grow from my original idea, which could be good, could be bad, we’ll just have to see. The important thing is that the idea is … Continue reading →
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Throw Away Lines
I stayed up late last night, re-reading an old favorite: Glen Cook’s The Black Company. It is a military fantasy, telling the story through the eyes of the company physician and annalist. The world is bleak, harsh, and gritty; the … Continue reading →
Rules
Heinlein's 5 Rules: Write Finish What You Write Refrain from Re-Writing Place it on the Market Keep it on the Market until Sold Got it boss. Doing it boss.
Too Tired to Sleep
"The Word," she said, and I could hear the capital as she sat with her body motionless and yet at motion in her slow orbit around me, "is Love." She hummed a little, a soft droning sound that seemed oddly … Continue reading →
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Chris Nash, Super-Sensei, Chapter One
It was a warm sunny day in late July and Chris Nash, Super-Sensei, decided to take his class of 12 elementary school children to a nearby lake and waterpark to enjoy the day. Chris Nash, Super-Sensei put in a call … Continue reading →
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Quiet Child and the Master
Quiet Child sat in the corner, watching Grandfather draw the brush along the game board with a deliberation and concentration she had not seen before. Quiet Child watched the brush in his long fingers. She watched how he rolled the … Continue reading →
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Sundae May
Blue-purple mountains rose up before us, the sun pouring the first rays of late afternoon over the snow caps as it sank behind them. I eased the rented car to a stop in an empty place in front of a … Continue reading →
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Jane Says
“Jane says she ain’t never been in love, she don’t know what it is She only knows if someone wants her. I wonder if she wants me?” Jane doesn’t say anything but her words still ring loud in my ears, … Continue reading →
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SpyCam
He got the last pizza. I could tell from the way he kept staring at the screen in the train. Every time the announcer said how many minutes we had left until we got to Ueno, he damn near drooled. … Continue reading →
Twisted (Part 2)
I managed to get up off the ground and into the shower, the hot water somehow making me both presentable and on time for work. Once at work, I got a lot of ribbing from the boys about having a … Continue reading →
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Twisted (Part 1)
My back popped and cracked as I bent over, trying to work out some of the stiffness I’d put there by sleeping on an old sofa in my study, rather than the soft bed in the next room. I managed … Continue reading →
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The Girl in the Blue Kimono
The early afternoon sun on the back of my neck was making me drowsy. I was sitting on the train out of Tokyo, watching the scenery flash by in great swoops of color, not really sleeping but not really awake, … Continue reading →
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