iron he
A golem of sorts fashioned from iron to go fight nixies and pixies and fairies that had been twisting in through the gateway left open by some irresponsible fabulist who went and kicked the bucket not long after performing the feat. Funny,…
Tag: paul grimsley
e.g.
kids setting a good example i filled your silence with my tears it seemed the most adequate answer but it is not the action needed 6 minutes, just over and those lives were just over those names were a convincing argument those…
Plated
Thinly sliced nondescript vat meat sandwiched between artisanal bread. The thing sat across from him did not like his odour – it kept wrinkling its nose. He was not sure why it had sat down opposite him, because it hadn’t said anything.…
Sunday
I had a pause in editing that will recommence tomorrow. Obviously you swing between one aspect of your art and the other – you write it and then you compile it. Then you sell it, or at least publish it. I see…
101
backtrack like a packrat in a black hat with a white hat soul with a quite phat goal we roll it like a prison cigarette like a taco like a wife in a bedsheet when the night is cold love is a…
Returning Like A Phoenix
Sometimes writing is as effortless as breathing, and when you can take a book from the point of conception, through the writing of the content, through the editing process, to the point of publishing, and then you can see the life beyond…
bloomstar
Singularity zip. Wormhole linkage Narrative splice. A seed is planted. We use consciousness extinguishing to trigger a spatiotemporal alteration – pack the compressing person into an event horizon and then unpack him via supertranslation into another dimension. The pupil contracts and then…
No Right No Write No Writer No Writing
There are some interesting ideas that float around about writing, and how to do it – how to get the whole shebang off the ground, and where you should draw the ideas from, and people talk a lot of shit about it…
cancer rising
trusting an astrologist over an oncologist saying cancer rising is good you’re not out of the wood something here radiates playing lou reed’s magic and loss a pen mark where the radiation penetrates that looks like a cross we lost our hair…
A Dream Is An Olympic Torch
‘I’m a tipping point writer, and you’re a push them over the cliff writer.’ ‘What do you mean?’ ‘I mean I write from the viewpoint that we are almost over the edge, but we are tottering and might be able to pull…