write what you right
don’t right what you write fight for the flight poly ticks in boxes takes an ear and docks it takes a fear and clocks it puts it in his pocket broken stages in a rocket lock it in a locket take a…
Tag: insomnihack
Regularity As Freedom
It’s kind of interesting to me sometimes that very rarely have I read much about the freedom that routine in writing brings. What you generally get is a notion that it is necessary, but usually because you have to produce a lot…
Keeping Regular
So, as an idea, Regular Movement is meant to push my work ethic and keep me rolling. So if I miss two days, but in that time I write a lot, then I don’t feel so bad about it. I have definitely…
Coast Modern
The crinkly edges of complexity are a fractal glitch of longshore drift. The son is a sun is a glowing nuclear ball that tucks and rolls like a pebble through the in and out of a tide that is taking a shore…
math dramatics
sum days add up to an overflowing cup we are throwing away sense of humour to be serious and mundane treat every issue like a proliferating tumour let it equal one pain that overwhelms, that underwhelms who is at the helm? just…
Digging Back And Down
Kind of following on from my previous story, which was a resurrection, comes Red Wolf, which was another story that I developed as a kid but never really had the maturity to bring it to fruition. It’s great to go back and…
Red Wolf
They set light to the horizon with a tac-nuke – a slow burn destined to be the only source of light under a bruise black sky. Red Wolf One was in geosynchronous orbit forty eight hours later, and Alpha Dog was sat…
cats and dogs
pavlov your non-thinking dogs stacked together like lincoln logs don’t ask for whom the bell tolls have no conception of their eternal souls like a log each of them rolls spinning on the spot in a log jam held barking after they…
To Rebuild Early Stories
I never throw anything away, and it my characters never just feel like something that I put on paper. What kind of writer would you be if there wasn’t some love between you and your characters. I love the villains as much…
In The Buried Face Of The Gorgon
The face plate was non reflective; a dark empty hole where a face should have been. And the voice that emerged from behind it sounded like it had been dug up, a dusty dead thing that reverberated with the noise of a…