(Two installments in less than two weeks, who'd have thunk it??!? Note to Self, do not let Muse suggest any more #@$$%'ing road trips...)

( Trevor and Jason, Vignette #58: It's a relief to be back to work... )

Um, well, yes, at least eight months is better than nine, I guess? And I do swear that a certain reference has been in this section or thereabouts since Muse decided to take this @!##$ing road-trip in the first place lo these couple of years ago now, and not marking recent events as it may now appear. (There was originally another one in a sequence ( Read more... )

...Did I say three months? Apparently Muse has been vacationing on some planet with a much different rotational arrangement... Anyhoo, several deadlines-out-of-the-way later, The Next Bit. Computer willing -- which, um, yeah; George is five now, and starting to make the occasional arthritic noises in his dvd drive when he starts up, which I don't ( Read more... )

OK, well then, now that we've got the runup to Halloween, or as Inner Trevor calls it, "Let's All Be Racist To The Bloody Vampires Now Why Don't We Month", out of the way (there's a panel idea in that somewhere about the evolution of Acceptable Targets, I think), Muse has, sort of, showed up to work -- this was originally supposed to run into the ( Read more... )

Rightie-o, I finally appear to have achieved Draft or at least 'screw it I want this out of my hair' with this one, so:

( Trevor and Jason, Vignette #54: Jason decides to take the long way back... )

Long Hidden is out today.

If anyone needs me, I'll be over here listening to Inner Jason ribbing Inner Trevor mercilessly about the haircut and suspenders braces.

(I ain't explainin'. You'll just have to go buy the book.)

Right, then, picking up where we left off before the temperature dropped below freezing and stayed there for four months, which apparently turns out to be #1 on the "Conditions I Cannot Work Under" list...

( Trevor and Jason, Vignette #53: When we arrive at his grandparents' house... )

OK, well then, I'm healthy(er/ish), Mum's healthy, the gas company have finally more or less cleared off, and I'm no longer in waiting-on-news distraction-limbo because the Alleged Story found a home (I believe a couple of the Brainweasels actually exploded there), so, hopefully I now have enough of my spoon-flow redirected into being able to, y' ( Read more... )

Um, yeah, so, well, I did write a 3000-word short story in the intervening three months, anyway...?

( Trevor and Jason, Vignette #51: The week-end is something of a blur of... )

I did say during the Advent calendar specials that Jason had a few NDAs he was working around...

( Trevor and Jason, Vignette #50: I open my eyes to... )