Sunday, December 30, 2007

 

A Glimpse into the Partials Folder

Never enough time in the day to finish all these stories. But here is the beginning of one that is waiting in the wings....

Hounds of a Horned God


“Your Mom is getting crazier every day,” Tom said as he turned into the driveway and fumbled for the garage door remote.

“She’s not crazy, she just has strong beliefs.”

“Yeah. Strong, crazy beliefs.”

Ash just shrugged and let that go. Betty, his mother, was a committed Wiccan and Tom was still more or less that Methodist he was raised to be—other than being gay. Neither Tom nor Betty gave an inch and they were never really going to get along. So the occasional visit tended to mean Ash got bombarded with a lot of “I’m only doing this for you” looks from both of them.

“It’s amazing you turned out so normal,” Tom said as he pulled into the garage and wrenched the stick into park.

“Thanks, I think.”

“I know, you like her. She’s your Mom, of course you like her. It’s not quite so easy for me. I mean what the hell was she doing as we left?”

“She was cleansing your aura. You could just humor her.”

Tom grunted his dismissal of that idea and got out of the car. He grabbed Betty’s latest gift from the back seat. “This is going in the box room,” he said in a way that brooked no discussion.

Not that Ash would have disagreed; he rather resented the suggestion that he might. A two foot high statue of the horned God in all his naked glory was not Ash’s idea of stylish interior décor either. He raised his hand to cover a smile as Tom’s hefted the piece by grasping its large, erect penis.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

 
I just finished and submitted a short novella that was called 'Wolf to Man' but has been renamed 'the Wolfkin'. Wish it luck, another story sent out into the world.

 

Some of the Xmas cards I made for my online haunts





Sunday, December 23, 2007

 
Illuminations, a collection of spiritual writing including one of my poems, has gone into a second printing. Good to hear it is doing well :)

Friday, December 21, 2007

 

And we have shelves! Thus one here might give you some idea why if you show me a vampire book I say: 'it better be good'. All vampire books, and not even all the vampire books I own (let alone all those I have read....) I am so not interested in reading any more bad vampire books.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

 

These boxes are going to be bookshelves... in theory. But having just dragged them from the office to the house, on a trolley, through the snow I am not about to started building them straight away.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

 
500 words so far.

Teeth, the pulling thereof...

reminisicent, it is.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

 
So I actually wrote a few words today. New plan: 1000 words a day, at least half of them on Here Comes the Sun.

Monday, December 10, 2007

 

New on Fictionwise.com: Grave Heart


Grave Heart

Kieran specializes in business dealings of a delicate nature. Those that require a true knowledge of the client and the end sought. He thinks Joshua Brassington wll be just another job. But Kieran fails to factor his own heart.

Sunday, December 9, 2007

 

Merry impending Christmas.

(The significant puppy got his presents early.)

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

 

It is snowing
and cold
the significant puppy
is happy

but I am not

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

 
Filed under: I don't get it. Apparently every heterosexual woman in the world is meant to get off on shaved torsos and uncomfortable shoes.

Monday, December 3, 2007

 

I am so gullible sometimes

So there is a young man at the door. I am not too worried as my dog is doing his best rabid wolf impersonation so I open the door. The young man says how he lives at the apartment building next door (which explains how he got into a secure apartment building) and he is collecting for a charity. The 'Lamb' program that takes inner city kids to live on a working farm for a while.

He has all these materials that look kind of convincing but in retrospect could be made at any Kinkos. I say I don't have any cash, which I don't, could he come back tomorrow?

Which he can't.

Um, a neighbor collecting for a charity could come back tomorrow. And any kind of real program would come up on Google. Fortunately the cashless society saved me some money.

Saturday, December 1, 2007

 

Dreams and Desires II


The second Dreams and Desires charity anthology won;t be out until February but it is beginning to appear online for order (e.g. at Borders online). This outing will be romance rather than romance and erotica. This may help it avoid being shelved on the out of the way non-fiction/sex-recover shelves like the last one... although I had to remove a little of the naughty from my story to slide it into the right category ;)

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