#amwritingfantasy: More “Down”

So far in self’s story, the two characters (who are as yet unnamed) argue about anything and everything while Pinkie Pie (the name of the bathosphere) floats expectantly a few yards away.

It’s the end of the world, people. The sky’s all kinds of lurid colors, and what these two want to talk about is:

I haven’t seen cake in almost 30 years. Even forgot what it tastes like.

Are you serious? All right, let me refresh your memory: Cake is sand, rain, and seaweed, all mixed together.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

#amwritingfantasy: “Down”

Two men are getting ready to begin a new life on the ocean floor.

But first, they argue. About everything: from the name of the bathosphere (Pinkie Pie) to whether or not they should leave the girlfriend of one of them (Go Go):

We’ve never tested the ride. And we haven’t got any maps.

We don’t need maps. There’s only one way to go, and that’s down.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

#amwriting: story-in-progress “The Mark”

“Come with us, we’ll show you,” says the shorter man.

“I don’t trust you, I don’t know you. Why should I go with you?”

“Sometimes,” says the taller of the men, coming up to him with a slight air of menace, “sometimes you just have to get out.”

“That’s right,” says his companion. “Get out.”

P.S. #everlark

Because dystopia is everything.

Stay tuned.

#amwriting: More of “Invasion, Seamount, Antarctica”

  • A large shelf of ice had dislodged — calved — in Hobart Bay. The immensity of the sound — a low thunder that cascaded off the sides of the snow-capped mountains — was deeply unsettling. Just days earlier, the woman, Tamara, had bid farewell to her daughter at Baranof. (from Invasion, Seamount, Antarctica, a story-in-progress)

Watching the ocean in Albion, self was fascinated by a speck far off that seemed to appear and disappear. Honestly, it could have been one of the longnecks she’s describing in her story, the ones that appear in the Bering Sea and begin the invasion. Which then results in the Navy calling up a class of mutants called the pagophilics.

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Sea View: Albion, California

It was probably just a rock. But it was the appearing and disappearing that made self think of sea monsters.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

#amwriting: Invasion, Seamount, Antarctica

How self does love writing a good horror story. She started this one a few days ago:

She and the captain were the first to spot the Longnecks. A pod of them. Bulging foreheads cleaving the ink-dark sea. The creatures moved quickly, beaching on the ice shelf and shedding their fur with great, tearing sounds. At first she thought it was merely the ice cracking, separating from the mother glacier.

(When everyone else writes about global warming, self writes about global freezing. Go figure)

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

Medical Students Practicing Calligraphy

Because why not?

Have you seen the scribbles on patients’ charts?

Can you read, honestly read them?

Here are a pair of gals who are in medical school and are practicing calligraphy and also displaying excellent judgment in choosing an excerpt from self’s work-in-progress, Toad!

Stay tuned.

#amwriting flash: “Toad”

I’m a spotter. I’m good at spotting people, what their weaknesses are.

I look for what’s familiar, it’s that simple. It’s that easy.

I see you, gentle men and women. I see you.

You may smile smile smile. Always smile smile smile.

But all the time I’m waiting. Waiting for you to slip.

Work-in-Progress: Various Fables

  1. Here hunger seized a hideous, stare-blind creature, speeding over a meadow. There was famine in the village. The grass was scant. The milk that streamed from the udders of the villagers’ cows was thin and poor.
  2. And from that day, the King of Spain was never troubled by visits from the lands of dark-skinned peoples.
  3. She said, “On the night of the next full moon, stand by the lake, and the door to the hillside will open.”
  4. The moonlight seemed to strike a path straight to his sorrowing heart.
  5. The King intoned: “As for your threats against my people, know that they do not want for courage.”
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The Lake at Annaghmakerrig

 

 

Tell, Tell, Tell a Story

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Spooky, right? Did a little fiddling with Photo Booth yesterday and — VOILA!

From self’s story “First Causes” (Work-in-progress):

On a dying Earth, one of the last human colonies struggles on in the Philippines . . . And if the language doesn’t sound even the slightest bit Filipino, it’s because this is the far far future, and no one knows what we’ll be talking like, for crying out loud.

The main character’s named Dragon, and his Friends With Benefits, Her (That really is her name: Her) had an unfortunate run-in with Big, a classmate. She was dragged out of the classroom, and now Dragon finds himself the butt of jokes in front of the teacher, Fire Lizard (who really is a lizard. Or will soon become one. Strontium 90 and etc. Anyhoo)

“Dragon’s milky-brained cause of Her,” Big tells Fire Lizard. “He craves Her. Like poison.”

“Fallacy!” I cry.

“Change is difficult,” Fire Lizard says, for the first time looking at me with sympathy. “Disruptive. Care for a memory wipe? A yellow pill?”

Self loves her little Dragon to death.

What will become of him?

Who knows?

Stay tuned.

 

The Metamorphosis Generator

From A Work-in-Progress:

The Jaguar I know is a bit much. Especially for the country. But Wolfgang must have his toys. The Jaguar, the helicopter, the espresso/ice cream machine, the Jacuzzi with 20 different spurt settings, the 80-inch flat-screen HDTV, the four-foot Bose speakers, the laser wrinkle removers, the Do-It-Yourself Botox injectors and hair implantation devices, the state-of-the-art dollar-printing mechanism, the 3D Alternate Universe Hologram, the foot-high platform shoes with the massage feature, the metamorphosis generator . . .

Once, he trapped a fly in the metamorphosis pod, and what emerged was a woman with wondrous, bulbous dark eyes and gossamer hair.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

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