Get That Bone-Deep Gnawing Feeling

In the cold and painfully bright world beyond the internet, I do graphic design that tends to target parents and schools, which means I’m never allowed to do anything remotely fun. No jokes that even a twelve-year-old would consider “edgy,” current events carefully whitewashed, reality edited down to a PG level at all times. This …

False Idol

We must die in the desert. Again. We must die in the desert. She signs it again. He carries the glass child across the sand without looking at her.  The sun that flashes off her skin hurts his eyes. Missing the signs shaped by her insistent hands is a side benefit. He’s thirsty.  The fact …

Insufficiently Ferocious

Today we get our first glimpse outside the Sects house. I realize zombies are done to death, so you’ll be pleased to know that they’re not a major feature of this world – this was not a zombie apocalypse; the zombies are the equivalent of an old man’s garage tinkering for one of our characters. …

A Manual of Happiness

One does not discover the absurd without being tempted to write a manual of happiness. – Albert Camus, “The Myth of Sisyphus” Content warning: lots of explicit talk about suicide and the mindset that accompanies suicidal ideation. I bang on about absurdism a lot, but I haven’t really put anything coherent together explaining what I …

Precept: Creation is Instinctive

I spent all day getting tattooed, so I’m super wiped out, which means you’re getting something fairly weird today. I was trying to produce something visual and vaguely story-like entirely in unattributed dialogue. I find dialogue easier to write than straight narrative, because I grew up playing MUDs and roleplaying online. This means that in …

Rabies costs extra

‘Lo, child! I hope your weekend is going as well as mine. Made some progress on the Shadowplay rewrite, but you can’t see that yet; I’m still adding even more murder. More murder than your body has room for! I think. Presumably your body has room for, at most, one murder. On the subject of …

On Name-Calling: What does it mean to be deadnamed?

What’s in a name? Your name is a peculiar form of public-use private property, in that it unmistakably belongs to you, and you can legally defend where and how it’s used… But at the same time, your name is not for you. It exists because other people need something to call you. If you were …

Y’all got any more of those… teeth?

Happy Tuesday! I can do things, I swear. Actually there have been a lot of thing-doings, just mostly things I’m cuddling close to my generous bosom; some work on Shadowplay that I’m very excited about but can’t show you yet, and about half of a rant about names that I’ll probably have finished later this …

100 Sonnets – Final Thoughts

All right, so… here we are. Oh right, no need to be in italics all the time anymore. Got to be a reflex. I’ve been known to go on, so if you’re just here for the pretty pictures, here’s the TL;DR: Be back here Tuesdays, Thursdays and Sundays for new stuff in the future. Gonna …