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A Railgun Brain, Part XVIII

He became aware, weirdly, of having eyes and eyelids before he was aware that he was once again seeing things in the usual way. He lay and looked at the clean metal ceiling of C. Sentinax’s medical bay for several … Continue reading

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Bring Me A Dream

If you watch enough television, as Creepy and I most assuredly do, you begin to get a bit of a feel for how the life cycle goes. For television shows, between seven to ten seasons is considered a good healthy … Continue reading

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Interlude: Book, Blade, Pen

He opened his eyes and lay looking at the ceiling for a long time before thoughts began occurring to him. The first, uninspiringly, was ceiling. He didn’t know who he was, or where, but he knew it was wrong. So … Continue reading

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Friday Filler: These are the silly little things that make me happy

Here’s a random funny writing story. After my decision to put out a little mercenary short story with the combined goals of inspiring myself to kick into something, test my premium blog offering and make enough spare cash to pay … Continue reading

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Summertime, Part 6

Day 73. 70 pages, 33,036 words. There didn’t seem to be much else to say, and the Saint was clearly ready to go back to berating the emptiness, so I emptied the jar of grit ceremoniously onto the ground and … Continue reading

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Summertime, Part 5

Day 71. 70 pages, 33,036 words. I staggered back a little as the vision passed. “Whoa,” I said, because it seemed like the thing to say when you’d just experienced a perception-altering trip through time, even if it was all … Continue reading

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Summertime, Part 4

Day 70. 69 pages, 32,792 words. The sun blazed down. And yet, it wasn’t hot, not really. It was too listless to be hot. The day had all the relentless bright ferocity and all the wrung-out sluggishness of a murderously … Continue reading

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Summertime, Part 3

Day 68. 68 pages, 32,351 words. “So,” the Saint said, “what can we do for each other this fine day?” he squinted as I drew the jar of white Wasteland crust and powder from my pocket, and rattled it at … Continue reading

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Perth 2 (whispers of nonsense)

Day 64. 67 pages, 31,738 words. Progress! This one’s a boulder. Anyway, I wasn’t really intending to talk about capitalism or the future of the Hatstand yesterday, that was just by way of an introduction. I was going to talk … Continue reading

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Summertime, Part 1

Day 62. 64 pages, 30,172 words. Summer. Bane of my existence. Okay, the actual bane of my existence is obviously Oblivio the Great Unmaker. Or possibly Professor Erasrix of the Darker University’s Faculty of Sweet Nothingness. Or Yusef Null, the … Continue reading

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