They should not have come. The stars sat above with silver hats And golden eyes, whispering platinum secrets to the distant drops of steel that stalked so far below. And here the steel-men’s goal: With diamond secrets threaded through their hair they sat in orphaned groves and sang their poetry. They heard the hunters, and […]

Life as it stands

No “Currently” this month. I need a break from them. Instead, here’s my life right now. One big to-do list. I am not writing enough poetry. I am daydreaming too much and writing stories in my head. Ever feel like you’re grasping towards something in thick fog? You can’t really see it, maybe make out […]

I try to avoid envy but I am a post-therapy artist. Lover of foul language and Bad Thoughts Visitors from insomnia A word needs inventing for when she climbs down from the sky   I try to avoid envy but I am a human and I cannot pretend not to see. The Incas based their […]

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We’re sliding through to the last third of September already, and that means several things. First, it means I have an essay due pretty soon and a lot of history readings I haven’t done yet. Eep. Second, it means NaNoWriMo is just a month and a bit away. The NaNo forums get a wipe every […]

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The cigarette dangles from his hand, dropping ash on the scuffed surface of the table. He doesn’t notice. His eyes are focused on a spot on the dark wood, but his gaze is turned inward, sifting through the fog of recollection. The night had been a mess of moving shadows, like ghosts on a sunken […]

August was a month in which I got far too little sleep, but wrote almost every day. Often the latter fact led to the former. Oh, sure, it sounds good, but I’m averaging only 6 hours sleep a night and I really need 8 to be a productive and functional yada yada. Honestly, this month […]

I was talking the other day about spending too much time lately writing a fanfiction. (It’s Fallout, if you must know. And no, you can’t read it.) I was feeling bad about spending all these hours cranking out words for something that isn’t an original work. Now, I enjoy fanfiction. I get a real kick […]

Zone One

Zone One isn’t so much sci-fi as apoca-lit. Whitehead uses the zombie apocalypse to examine humanity, what we do when we’re pushed to the brink, and the capacity for the government to regain control, assert their systems, and categorise everything. So we have paperwork, and corporate sponsors. We have Post Apocalypse Stress Disorder – PASD […]