Love Story

Well truth is I don't know where this one came from, and part of me doesn't want to read it again. Make of it what you will and Freud can eat his heart out.

Scrambled Thoughts

Yes, I've been slacking again. If it is of any consolation to you good folks out there, I have a reason. My creative ideas of late have been staggering... staggeringly insignificant. But without further ado, train of consciousness, GO!

Post Script: It's short and much garbled like my own thoughts of late. Make of it what you will.

Changing of the Guard

I hope you all had a good weekend and Monday. I know I'm still a post or two behind, but I'm trying to make sure I meet the minimum requirements I set for myself now, rather than worry about before. I just finished reading an article on Anonymous' DDoS attack on the group Americans for Prosperity. Settle in folks. This one's likely to be long, political, and a bit rambling while I get my thoughts squared away.

Catch Up

In hopes of playing some catch up and building some internal momentum in writing, I believe I shall take tonight (which is really this morning) to write a short bit on nihilism, what it means, and how I view its usefulness in this modern era. This post will (hopefully) be one of two this weekend as I am still a post or two behind schedule. Nihilism after the jump.

Death and Other Downers

Today's post will likely be short in hopes of turning out another tonight. As of right now, I've got two projects running simultaneously in my head and I'm trying desperately to figure out how to make some money on my writing sooner rather than later.  But more on that later. For now, an idea I had about the nature of living after someone you care about isn't around any more.

General Degenerate

I'm sure you'll tire of hearing of my procrastination, so my only solution is to stop procrastinating. That means there will need to be two more posts today (other than this one). To get started, I'm going to try an idea for a zombie story that I've been bouncing around for a while now. It will be graphic and likely unsuitable for some.

Story after the jump.

P.S. It's turned out longer than expected, so I apologize for that.

Deadlines

The mysterious genius that was Douglas Adams once said "I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by." I really don't have much to add other than the fact that I don't have the luxury he had. Which is to say I'm not near as smart or prolific as Mr. Adams came to be. There's nothing else to add to this post except to say that the following was likely inspired by an event this past week. And that I want to look at the formatting and flow of it at a later date.