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Ach. It's one twenty at night. I'm trying to think of a good last post. Don't get too excited; i've only been thinking for three minutes. It's one twenty three.
Notices of resignation on the internet are always a bit absurd. In a sense; who cares? Well, I care. I've been writing here since, what, 2002? Since I was...16? Christ. It's been an ( Read more... ) -
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Dear Internet,
I have a girlfriend in America. Her name is Leigh. She is very pretty. And smart, she has forced me to add, but then she forced to write this whole thing, so no matter. I do, despite this, love her like crazy. She's a wonderful soul, even if she doesn't believe in them.
She should be happy now. Further messages as warranted.
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days, camels, meanings, leavings, days, camels
Another day, another pack of Camels. Another low level quiescence of meaning, another fruitless search high and low for whatever I feel quite strongly I am looking for. Kupek wrote, Poker, pot & booze could help me wipe away these blues, and I suppose this would apply in this situation as well, but I have neither of the latter at hand at the moment ( Read more... ) -
tricksters & holy fools: 01
A long, long time ago, I discovered the internet. And the internet in those heady long ago days was a different one from now, when even TIMECUBE did not yet rule five-dimensional space, when making a Lolcat would have taken several hours of long coding, when we walked in the snow to school five miles each day and ate bears we had to battle to the ( Read more... ) -
borges, marques, frankie, keret, zelazny, magical unicorns
If we're all just sparks of light behind someone else's eyes, appearing only when they are drunk, or sad, or squint their eyes just so, does this mean I don't have to get a job again?
I cannot tell a lie. I read some books in July.
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what i am hinting in this post is that you are not allowed to judge me based on this
Hey, internet! Are you bored at work! Well, get back to work! Are you bored at home, alone, smelling of masturbation? Well, so am I. And in celebration of this, herein follows the first chapter or two of the novellete Certain Fools, which took me about two years to write and about two minutes to consign forever to the trash heap of 'Not Good Enough ( Read more... ) -
chinese poets, canadian-jewish poets, peter f. hamilton
As summer beats on throb throb throb and night falls only past eight, we continue these murky thoughts, we bear still our many scars from heat. We ponder our wardrobes, we consider renewing our passports. I read some books in June, which was so long ago, and here are my thoughts on them.
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gosh gee willy
Well, gosh gee willy, who woulda thunk it, but it seems that the Autumn 2008 issue of Greatest Uncommon Denominator, featuring a very short story by yrs truly with the absurdly long name "The Dragon's Thorn, Sword Of Kings (&Fred)", [As well as a novellete by the charming ombriel, just before in the Table Of Contents, amusingly enough] is avaliable for ( Read more... ) -
lack of meandering, oh right the sun also rises, narrators, chances
No long meandering discourse on vague ephermia cluttering my head at this moment, just a brief note that my audio short story, Oh, Right, The Sun Also Rises, is free all this week at Sniplits.com. If you have ever wanted to hear a narrator narrate some narration*, this is your chance*I don't want to think what they paid that dude for the sheer ( Read more... ) -
strangeness & newness, bricks, you, my father, colonies & remains
If you ever visit Israel, you will find that this is a very strange country. Oh, all countries are strange. I will not begin to compare. But something here is strange.
Something is, and I will keep saying this until people realize what I mean, going on here.
Something is going on everywhere.
This is a poem that is tangential to that point.
( The Artists Colony In Tzfat (let no one walk in our remains) )