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Monthly Archive April, 2008

That Which Precipitates May Soon Redisolve

April 30, 2008

Last night I had planned to pick up where I left of with yesterday’s writing. I refrained from posting that due to its brevity and incompleteness. With a two-day posting I could conceal the meager effort involved. I didn’t pick that up and now I’m admitting to its low quality so I’ve saved nothing. How’s [...]

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A Reminder of Remembering

Not that you can tell but I’m using Buzzword to compose this post. Check it out if you’re into collecting logins or online document creation and maybe collaboration tools.
Gentle wood smoke permeated the chill air. Its dissipated pungency and indistinct origin made Genevieve think coals smoldered over the hillock rather than that flames raged [replace [...]

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The Thing Is

April 28, 2008

“The dumbest fuckin’ thing is I should’ve known this was coming months ago.” The open window and the natural cadence of the truck’s engine didn’t drown the futility of Olsen’s hindsight. Mark Olsen’s parents gifted him with a common first name and a compelling to the point of use last name. When [...]

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One Final Gather

April 25, 2008

The lighting, color, and texture sings dramatically so I’m tempted to do a concrete and descriptive info dump on this piece. The subject has a story built right in: bridges and a trail of people approaching nearly natural stone towers, arches, and gates. That would be fun I think—particularly because I’d like to [...]

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The Eastern Bakarian Vent

April 24, 2008

Tonight’s inspiration comes from: Pilgrimage to the Ancient Halls
The Vorgh Mountains stacked up like [something really descriptive] was then battered down by titan fists. Nothing about the volcanic piles was regular or symmetrical.
In Spring we climbed the mud-slick slopes like newly born lambs hover near their dam. Each of us, wet from the [...]

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Far Fewer Leaves

April 23, 2008

Further to last night’s post and in certain consternation to those of your few happy readers patiently waiting to see what I can hack out next, I am compelled to go read. Unstopably compelled.
Though I can be waylaid for a bit to make mention of my compulsion—and to justify. If I can’t write [...]

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A Few Less Leaves

April 22, 2008

I’m reading again. When I was younger I read books voraciously—one after the next. I read late into the night frequently. Once, I read an entire novel in a single sitting. Once I uncovered an author I read everything they wrote then reread it all when I couldn’t find anything new.
Not [...]

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My Where Abouts

April 21, 2008

Most of you know I was in New Mexico over the weekend and a few days before that.  I’d not expected to write while I was there and indeed did not.  I hadn’t anticipated the miss today, but I’ll be on track tomorrow.
Don’t fret.  Your near daily dose of context-free too-short speculative fiction will be [...]

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A Few More Flowers

April 15, 2008

From way back when.
Kraite stroked the ridge of fur back from the corner of his mouth and twisted the thin braid at the end.  He disliked the style, but the braids appealed to Mallen.  Repeating the action made him feel thoughtful.
He was not thoughtful.  At least not anymore.
The bush in Qwain, especially here at the [...]

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Outside Into the Cold Cold Air

April 14, 2008

Xannajhandra-tha drifted nearer the surface.
The vent-heated lake warmed his naked body and gave his mind comfort. Inside the water he felt purposeful and distinct. He allowed his tail to uncoil and sink into the hotter layers nearer this last vent on the downstream end of the lake. As it dropped his awareness [...]

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