Thoughts
- It is much easier writing a novel in the Sims than in real life. This is disappointing; why is it that I can't just stay up for a week straight and have a best-seller on my hands, hm?
- I want a sandwich.
- This coffee is gross.
That's all.
This Week!
Planned.
- A rewrite of Lake Ontario to make it, uh, better. For now, pretend that nothing related to Titan exists.
- A tale of forbidden love between man and machine.
- Media reprisal against the growing Grandpafriend menace.
Unplanned.
- The Canadian men's hockey team's loss to the U.S. WHAT HAPPENED THERE, EH
- Whatever I feel like.
See that search bar below the adspace? Yeah, uh, that thar thingy lets you find happiness-- no lie.
(little lie)
I Can Read Out Loud!
So, I read a couple of Genretrash Safari stories into a microphone and then uploaded the files created by that onto this website and now that you are reading this post you can listen to those files if you so choose. Neat, eh?
I present to you, ladies and germs:
AND
Enjoy, maybe. It's not like I have a good set-up or anything like that.
Rejection Letter
Dear Mr. Drake,
Sorry for the six month delay! I am writing to inform you that Fitful Dreams Publishing has decided that your erotic young adult fantasy-horror-fiction manuscript, Bloodfire Knights, is not a good fit for our company. We do believe that you might find an audience through another smaller, less successful organization that is run by slobbering, illiterate troglodytes.
To be honest, we passed Bloodfire Knights around the office for laughs while eating lunch a few days ago. No one is quite sure why your knights are on fire so much, nor how "the blood of vengeful ghosts" can maintain a semi-humanoid shape just because it's crammed into revealing suits of armor, but what really killed it for us was the impossibly terrible romance between the daughter of the king of Merlinia and B-Positive, the jive-talking blood knight with a secret heart of gold who has emotional issues because he was a latch-key kid. Does a medieval kingdom even have jive or latch-key kids? Whatever.
Kelly, one of the secretaries here, fed your cover page to her dog. It died. I want you to think about that-- your title alone was so bad that it offed a Rottweiler. If the Muse might choose to visit you again one day in the future, please shut off your lights, sit still, and wait until she's gone.
Please excuse any crumbs or salad dressing that might be stuck to this page.
Thanks,
Theresa Maret
Junior Unpaid Intern
Fitful Dreams Publishing
Class Struggle, Part II
Inside the classroom’s eggshell blue walls, most of the nineteen students in English 8D had settled into their seats. Schoolhouse geography is an almost universal thing: failures and bright underachievers in the back, average kids in the middle, over-eager over-achievers in the front. Dana Andrews, as a beneficiary of special ed’s integration and normalization program, sat with his aide near the door. He would scream without provocation, sometimes, and she would take him into the hallway until he could calm down.
Why, Hello.
Planned for this week:
- Class Struggle, Part II
- Something with Titan
- Fighting evil with a macaroni duck.
Unplanned for this week:
- is what your parents thought the week before you were conceived (oh snap).
- Whatever I want.
Recent Posts
Categories
Missed Me?
Filthy Adspace
Tags
Twitterjunk
- 52° tomorrow? Worst winter of my life. 1 week ago
- The Party of Our Discontent? An Interview With Green Party Candidate Jill Stein | Truthout: http://t.co/wZcGGva6 via @AddThis 1 week ago
- Energy policy 2012: suck the planet dry #SOTU 2 weeks ago
- More updates...
Posting tweet...
