James walked up the pavers to his front porch, sorting the mail. There were three things that were pure junk, a couple of flyers and something about his “home warranty has expired.” The last piece was a bill that he[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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A demon lurks behind my left eye…. …is a story I wrote a while back. But now this story is being moved to a new spot. I kind of hate taking what little content I have on this blog away,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Just here to test out my new mechanical keyboard. I went with one that is rather inexpensive, which, great, don’t blow a ton of cash on something you’re not even sure you’ll like yet. But I don’t know if I’m[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It was suggested to me by more than one person this week that I should really get my ass back to writing. Anything. Even this piss-wankle. Well… maybe not that. I’ve been at my new job since the first week[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
If I try to explain that I haven’t been in the right frame of mind to write, well, then it just sounds like excuses. Which it is. Sure, absolutely, I’ve let myself down again, welcome to the shitpile that is[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It’s hot. And by that I mean it’s cold, but I’ve got the little wall heater by my desk running, so it’s actually quite warm. Need to remember to shut it off. I’m trying to remain out of touch this[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
We really got to a low point when we were both sick. And the little attempts at doing bits for the If-tober prompts were frustrating and I hit a wall really fast. And then work on my end has been[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
This was a particularly hard word to run with. I had assumed I’d do something with the d20 characters again, or anything with Wolfie or alternate versions of her (from the X-Men days or even the stuff with Talia in[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“Why do you gotta play this crap,” Detective Washington said to Officer Barras. “This same crap every time we’re in the car.” “Not my fault you don’t like Nugent, man. Or rock.” Washington rolled down the window an inch. It[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Gromm etched his way against the cavern wall, following the shallow breaths of his companions. Sometimes he would see the faint light from a torch several feet ahead of him, but it might turn down another passageway and he’d have[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…