Saturday, January 08, 2005
Neepery shall be punishable by a fortuitous lashing with a damp noodle. Neepery is to be avoided like a pink crow. Neepery is conduct unbecoming a barrator. Neepery is something we all secretly wish to practice in our long hours pounding mandrake roots for the government. Neepery is the best thing since sliced dread.
Friday, January 07, 2005
The schlep rises from the swamps of intention and muck-walks its way into the pallid light of responsibility. It will soon be harnessed, a beast of conscience's burden, to haul dreams and errors from the great emo-mines of the Massive Complex out to their dumping grounds along the Sunlit Sea. Pity the poor schlep, and know it for what it is -- a shadow of all our selves.
Thursday, January 06, 2005
Monotreme bireme trireme quadraphenia quintamid sextane heptocracy octupus nonnagram decimal.
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
Mare Infinitus is the horse of the world, the dam who birthed the world, whose waters filled the ocean, whose hooves struck the sparks that gleam in the night sky, whose streaming tail is the winds upon the sleeping land, whose neighs are the thunder in the gleaming mountains of sunrise. Mare Infinitus crops the grass upon your lawn at dawn, and haunts the traffic through which you commute, and walks slowly down the hall beside your cube, until your spirit cries to mount and ride the horse of the world.
(Word "Mare Infinitus" suggested by JamesP)
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
Everything is spatial, but some things are more spatial than others. Relationships, buildings, the correlation between children and regret. Without our sense of spatiality to coordinate our mental grids, we would be adrift, and no one would feel spatial.
Monday, January 03, 2005
A new year, new energy, and focus returns, Story Word redux. This blog is back.
I've been nominated for a Hugo Award for Best Novelette, and for the John W. Campbell, Jr. Award for Best New Writer!|
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Read the Hugo-nominated story for free at Fictionwise.com
Q: What is this?
A: A fiction experiment. Every day, people email me words. At some random point in the day, I pick a word, write a quick story about it on the spot, and post it unedited (except for a quick typo patrol).
Q: What did that word mean?
A: Look it up:
Q: Can I send you a word?
A: You bet. Include a definition if the word is deeply obscure -- or not, if you prefer. Send it to firstname.lastname@example.org
Q: I've got something to say about this.
A: Click over to the Story Words discussion topic.
Q: Who else is silly enough to do this? I think it's kind of neat.
A: David Jones, for one. Surf over there and check him out. Drop him an encouraging word, too. He's a brave man.
A: Jeremy Tolbert, for another, with his Microscopica project. Likewise show him some love.
A: Jason Erik Lundberg with his Mythologism blog.
Q: You're even cooler than KITT the Knight Rider car. Do you have a mailing list to announce your latest hijinks?
A: Of course I do. What kind of self-promoting, narcissistic writer would I be otherwise? Email me. Occasional mailings regarding stories appearing in print and online, weird stuff in general, and appearances of the Greek Chorus.