I use the notes application on my phone to write things down from time to time. Sometimes I write ideas for stories, sometimes I record overheard bits of conversation or found language which I can use for stories… sometimes other things.
This… I don’t know what this is:
From December 4, 2013 4:07 PM
“Fuck you. Please be gentle.
Once there was an ugly barnacle. He was so ugly that everyone died. The end.
? ? They were infected. ZOMBIES…”
I do not remember writing this. Which leads me to the inevitable conclusion that my phone is haunted.
The Drabblecast has produced a podcast of my story All the Young Kirks and Their Good Intentions. This was the first story I sold to Clarkesworld (where it was podcasted by Kage Baker), which I talked about in an earlier blog post. Continue reading
Today the Broncos play the Patriots in the AFC Championship. My mother will not be watching. Not because she’s not interested in the game, or its outcome, far from it. My mother has been a fan of Peyton Manning, the Broncos quarterback, since he started at the University of Tennessee back in 1994. My mother skipped visiting me one Parents’ Weekends because she had tickets to a Vols game. I should add that the Parents’ Weekend in question was the same weekend as my birthday. Continue reading
The original title of this post was called ‘How to Have a Happy SAD’. The format then changed a bit, so I changed the title, but I needed to write this little intro bit here so that the line that follows made more sense.
It always amused me that Singles Awareness Day (aka Valentine’s Day) can be abbreviated to SAD. Tonight I realized that the same is true of Social Anxiety Disorder.
I do not have Social Anxiety Disorder. What I do have is shyness and general problems with fear, self-loathing, and other conditions which can be summed up under the term ‘Writer.’ What I also have is an ability to pretend to be someone else. At least for a while. Continue reading
Resolutions and I don’t get along… so I thought I’d go the Neil Gaiman route and make elaborate wishes instead. Continue reading
I’m always amused by spambots. At first they were all about the penis enlargement or prescription drugs and then they moved on to excessively complimenting me on the information I provided and assured me that they had bookmarked my blog for future perusal (a promise I can believe in given the frequency of our interactions) but now they’ve switched tactics: accusing me of privilege!
Does your comment improve upon the silence? Then why comment? I don’t understand? why you have to talk like you’re unhappy about the fact that this lecture isn’t catered to you or something. You should be grateful to even have this information available to you because people used to PAY in the past just to SIT and LISTEN, but some people just don’t comprehend because they’ve had life served to them on a platter.
Is this a sign that the bots are becoming aware of social justice? Trolling YouTube for hateful speech and giving them a what-for?
I may have marked you for deletion this time, Ms. Spam Bot of Intersectionality, but I am listening. Fight on.
Unless I blinked and missed it, tonight’s Game of Thrones episode had zero sex.
Clearly my blog has magical powers.
I’m about ready to give up on this series.
It started with the first season. I thought they were constrained by adherence to the book and everything was just a bit… dull. Tyrion was worth watching, the wolves were pretty, and all the added scenes were excellent (the conversation between Robert and Cersei on the failures of their marriage was exquisite), but overall I just couldn’t work myself up to care. Continue reading
In the future I may do a follow-up regarding deductions, in the meantime this is just a follow up with links to forms mentioned in the article itself. Continue reading
If you can’t be a good example, then you’ll just have to be a horrible warning. –Catherine Aird
Two stories of blatant sexism from just this morning: Continue reading