I have three completed stories, waiting to be reviewed.

These are things I do to avoid editing:

1. Parrot videos.
2. Tumblr, god damnit.
3. EPIC PHOTOSHOP SESSIONS

I can has more distractions? 

I'm certain I'm just posting into the void here, but...

I'm curious as to what fonts you use when writing. Regardless of what font the story will eventually be posted in, I'm a sucker for Cochin or Georgia. Which lucky typography graces your word documents?

Also, my increasing number of ridiculous aliases is really getting out of control. 

the yellow smoke that slides along the street
(excerpt)

i.

Until the animal arrives, these are the things we know about the people who rented our apartment before us:

(1) They were two, a man and a woman, who shared a complicated last name with too many consonants. The name is spelled differently on each package that arrives (see item '2'), and so ( Read more... )

If someone can tell me how to stop chewing on my hangnails, PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DO IT. (Just make sure your suggestion don't require any kind of work ethic or will power, because I have neither.)

Also, I suppose an older story of mine is going to be in an anthology about werewolves. (Which ups the count to 2 published shorts this year, which ( Read more... )

Malaria medication = crazy, hallucinatory nightmares.

It's disconcerting to watch transparent people wander around your room at night.

... how long does this last?

I feel like everything I've ever done is leading me down a certain path. To those of you who already know what I'm talking about, thank you for the amazing support you've shown so far. It's already more than I ever anticipated.

Now, off to crazy Africa for two weeks. (But, I'm almost more excited for what's going down when I get back. Excited ( Read more... )

How come I either have nothing to do, or so much to do that I feel like I'm operating on the verge of hysteria?
:-/

Anyone want to beta a short story for me?

It should be done by the middle of next week or so, and I'm afraid I've already swamped poor two_point  with... what is sure to be the sorriest excuse for a piece of literature ever.

HELP ME, MY INTERNET FRIENDS.

Seething under-anger.

 What's with the spam, livejournal?