Aria, what can I say?

Nothing. Nothing of consequence. What have I been doing? Where have I been? I hate that my words are gone. I hate that I abandon everything. I hate that I blind myself.

The voice, of course, belonged to Doktor Everything. And there was nothing I could do - nothing, again nothing. I turned around.

And there he was. He seemed ( Read more... )

Oh Aria, I have so much to tell you.

As I reached the doorframe I was struck by a terrible sense of nostalgia. I whirled around. That bed, that empty mirror, even the shadows on the walls seemed to me to be pieces of a memory, a tantalizing but elusive glimpse into . . . something. I hurried to the desk, clutching my broken timepiece, looking for ( Read more... )

You would have been proud of me, Aria, at least to a point ( Read more... )

I'm going to get Herzog back.  I'm sure this will work ( Read more... )

In the little half-light that sleeps beneath the front porch, small minds are growing.  There was a forest there when I moved in, and once, crawling on my belly to retrieve a ball, I came across it.  I must have seemed like a giant to whatever it was that lived there.  In the slatted sunlight I could barely see small shapes moving within the trees ( Read more... )

I'm reaching the end of my art.  Words don't do what I want them to do anymore; sentences don't flow together.  Paragraphs rise like plateaus, inaccessible ( Read more... )

Herzog came to me in a dream last night. He stood, draped in other peoples' coats, accusing.

"Master," he said, "You abandoned me. You loved me like a son, like a brother, while it suited you. Your whims created me, and your whims abandoned me. I could have been a character, could have been a person, but it was too much for you. You couldn't ( Read more... )

I am putting this whole Herzog business behind me. There's nothing I can do for Herzog anymore, and I certainly have enough to deal with as it is. Yesterday I found a bird's head on my kitchen floor, warbling indignantly, and today I walked in on one of the cleaning bots helping itself to the cookies in the pantry. Apparently the mice are ( Read more... )

So I found out why Herzog didn't show up. Apparently Doktor Everything lured him into his lab with the promise of peanut butter cookies, and then made him into a coatrack. I don't know what he did with the shipment. Damn that Doktor Everything. He thinks he can strut around appropriating things and get away with it. Well, he is the wrongest of ( Read more... )

Herzog STILL hasn't shown up, although Doktor Everything walked by the drugstore yesterday when I was buying supplies, and he was wearing Herzog's hat. I don't like Doktor Everything ( Read more... )