August 10, 2010- about 2 a.m. I wake up, because it's too damn hot to stay asleep, stumble around to get a drink of water, and notice that someone left the computer on. I sit down, in a half-asleep stupor, and pull up my story scraps folder. Next thing I know, I'm typing and the sun is up. I've added pages to about a dozen different stories. Unfortunately, by the time I'd gotten to the ones I have a pressing desire to finish (cough, Carrier: New App) I was falling asleep at the keys, and my muse decided I was done for the day. Sometimes, I hate my muse.
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Posted by theheadsn 17 years ago Report
wow weird? dont know where this is going but sounds interesting
Posted by Squirelly 17 years ago Report
I'm reminded of people seeing Death in Discworld by the surrealism. Please, continue.
Posted by Groblek 17 years ago Report
Very intriguing - I like the surreal aspect to it. I hope you manage time to continue this one.
Posted by dragonfred 16 years ago Report
nice!
Posted by symbiote01 16 years ago Report
August 10, 2010- about 2 a.m. I wake up, because it's too damn hot to stay asleep, stumble around to get a drink of water, and notice that someone left the computer on. I sit down, in a half-asleep stupor, and pull up my story scraps folder. Next thing I know, I'm typing and the sun is up. I've added pages to about a dozen different stories. Unfortunately, by the time I'd gotten to the ones I have a pressing desire to finish (cough, Carrier: New App) I was falling asleep at the keys, and my muse decided I was done for the day. Sometimes, I hate my muse.
Posted by Groblek 16 years ago Report
I understand the frustration of a contrary muse. Still, it's good to see some new stuff from you.
Posted by Lobo 15 years ago Report
One word, wierd.