I need to decide what to do with http://www.strangemachine.com. (No, there's nothing there.)

I will entertain wise, filthy and insane suggestions from the crowd now.

-- W

I have questions ( Read more... )

In Melbourne: Little Bourke Street, all lit up with Chinese lanterns, and a picture of your lips on my phone. Come back up here, you said, so I did ( Read more... )

I've been listening to nothing but singles all day ( Read more... )

On walking around the corner to buy a fresh pack of smokes:


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By Sunday, I'd moved into The Z Hotel, where the doormen dress like ninjas and stab passing poor people in the neckbits with wooden swords ( Read more... )

I need new icons. Make me some. Go nuts. Send them to warrene at aol com, and I'll run the ones I like tomorrow. Include your LJ URL in your mail, so I know who to credit. Amuse me.

In the meantime, for new fiction you need to be reading i_as_j, thenowhere and blackwell.

-- W

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SCREAM TALKING is fifty short pieces. Recently added:

37. How It Works

38. Your Actual True Hallowe'en Story

39. Morning Over The Vale Of Tears

40. Strange Machine

Also, I seem to have missed the inclusion of two earlier pieces that should probably be here. So I'm adding them to the mix now:

41. Love Will Kill Us All

42. You Know My Fucking Name

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It's Saturday night.

Tell me where you are right now. Tell me something filthy. Entertain me. (Make me smile.)

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SCREAM TALKING is fifty short pieces. Recently added:

37. How It Works

38. Your Actual True Hallowe'en Story

39. Morning Over The Vale Of Tears

40. Strange MachineAlso, I seem to have missed the ( Read more... )