eeta may Sunday, Feb 7 2010 

What in the hell, where did all this writing talent come from? I’ve actually been happy with everything I wrote today, although the pain in one of my fingers stops me from doing too much. In other news I am bored out of mind, but D&D on Tuesday should help with that and I’ll be playing some new RPGs soon as well, hopefully.

So I was working on two things today, a story about a researcher going and living among a people he knows nothing about, and one which depresses me. I was actually going to give a much more detailed description of them both but my finger is absolutely killing me.

Our whole universe was in a hot dense state Monday, Feb 1 2010 

Okay, time to write an awesome post about…….nerds……and writing?

In my continuing efforts to be the greatest nerd that ever lived I have done nothing,  about the only nerdy thing I did recently was to talk about the dune film with my cousin whilst playing a drinking game of chess (Rule #1: Whenever someone makes a move take a drink) to alleviate this lack of nerdery I have decided to sit here stewing in bad-assness as I can not think of anything better to do.

In my flagging efforts to actually write something half decent I have done little except write short stories and build another fantasy world. Although there is a zombie film script I keep meaning to look at….

huh Friday, Jan 29 2010 

So I guess I was a dirty liar in my last post, in case you didn’t notice there have been no posts in a while now. I really should set this blog as my homepage so I never forget, in-fact I will do that now. Hopefully writing these word a day stories will force me into creativity and even if it doesn’t I promise to post at least once a day.

Dark-sea lords Wednesday, Dec 16 2009 

The lords of the dark-sea were once our nameless and infinite gods, looking down on us in the night and providing beauty in the heavens and we worshipped them. Then our race got older and we knew them as life-giving behemoths of light and heat separated by awesome distances and we were dumbfounded by them. Our race matured and we sailed the unimaginable distances between these once proud lords and we considered ourselves rulers of the endless dark-sea and our mocking laughter echoed throughout history. When our race died a pathetic and lonely death we left behind great and terrible monuments to our history, many wildly different depending on who built them but all shared a common message, which read like this “Do not seek to topple the fiery and bright lords, for they are timeless and endless in number and they will suffer no usurpers to their place on the thrones of the Dark-sea”

This is the first draft of a description for a universe where I will be setting several short stories. I came up with some of the ideas whilst walking home at two in the morning and looking up at a remarkably starry night (a cookie for you if you guessed that) a bunch more of the ideas came after reading Dream Songs: Book One by George R.R. Martin. I shall be posting a bunch more short stories in the next few days, not all of them will be Dark-sea based stories.

What? Saturday, Nov 28 2009 

Look, I know it’s been a bit quiet between us lately, after the unfortunate incident when you found me with a life. But I’ve changed blog! Honest I have, I won’t be spending November of next year reaching +30k of words in a novel then giving up! I won’t be going to plays where men taller than six feet are in drag for my friends birthday, I absolutely won’t be partying with my friends until the wee hours of the morning as often! What about the D&D you ask? Well I’m afraid that I’ve become the supplier of that for a few of my friends so I can’t stop, you’ll just have to either put up with it or join in me. So blog, are we cool?

And that my odd and strange friends is my apology to an internet blog for not writing in it for a month, it also counts as a recap of my life since the last time I posted, but I’m sure I’ve missed a few things. Oh yeah, like that game I’ll be programming soon.

Okay, I know this post is short and really really stupid but my hands are cold despite the boiling heat in the room and I can’t type properly, this post ends here!

Curses! Saturday, Oct 24 2009 

So while I’m sitting here on the computer waiting for the time to come for me to go upstairs and get ready for work I hear someone knocking the door, “great!” I think, “That must be the postman with my two awesome books” so I stroll over to the door but before I open it I peer at the brown blob held by the larger blob through the glass and get excited, “Yes a package, this definitely is the postman, that red blob to his right confirms it!” I open the door and lo and behold I see a man and a woman and a red pushchair with a child in, the brown blob quickly became a magazine, and the man started talking. I can’t quite imagine what he must of thought, seeing the look of utter disappointment on my face when I opened the door, but I believe he took it in his stride, because as I said, he started talking. I think it was something about the secret to a successful family and the magazine he was holding, but I wasn’t listening, all I could think of was that my books weren’t now safely in my possession, that maybe the postal strike would stop me from ever viewing those sweet sweet pages. After his little pitch, he asked me a question and I mumbled “sure” whilst taking the magazine from him and I despondently shuffled back inside…….

Unfortunately I have run out of time, I must get ready for work now but I’ll finish this story with its shocking ending tonight or tomorrow!

Soul man Thursday, Oct 22 2009 

I was going to get up before 12 today, then I would of headed into Solihull to buy some books and have a few drinks if I could convince some people to join me. But because I got up ten minutes before 1 o’clock,  this hasn’t happened, instead I’ve stayed inside and brought two books online. Unseen Academical’s and the first four HHGTTG books (in one) hopefully they’ll be delivered soon and I can finally have something new to read. Oh and before I forget, Spotify fails, I was (and still am) listening to The Blues Brothers but all the songs were mixed up! For example it said “Everybody Needs Somebody To Love” was playing when in fact it was “Riot In Cell Block Number Nine” anyway, I think I’m going to finish up up the site for TBQ now, I think I’ll leave the last of the NaNoWriMo prep till tonight.

10 days till NaNoWriMo

So, dwarf fortress Wednesday, Oct 21 2009 

I was considering writing a lot more tonight but I am too busy with dwarf fortress, I have started a blog to recount my adventures in the game as I slowly relearn how to play. Content coming soon.

Super powers go! Sunday, Oct 11 2009 

So I have had a relatively productive day, not as productive as I would have liked, as I woke up late and couldn’t do some writing as I had planned. But I did go to work and then go drinking with some friends in a semi-celebration of a friends’ birthday, so I am now pleasantly sozzeled. Oh and it has been decided that a pub crawl is in order for my birthday.  I’m sure there is something else I was going to mention but it has slipped my mind.

Crazy happenings Thursday, Oct 8 2009 

So apparently I moved my blog last night, I hope no one was as devastatingly confused about it as I was.

On to slightly less important things, dreams. Namely the batshit insane ones I have in the hour or two after my alarm goes off but I’m not awake yet. The following described dream is actually one of the more sane ones.

So I was apparently DMing a D&D game at Toms and the players where Kevin, Tom and one of my cousins who I am sure none of my friends have met. Underneath the table we were playing on where piles of notebook, supposedly all mine and about this world I had created for the campaign. For some reason I started feeling real uncomfortable being here and left. Outside it was the road Toms house is on but weirdly bright, my cousin from inside for some inexplicable reason was there, but he was much older and in a semi robe/suit kind of thing. We started walking down the road when a bunch of students came up the road in a big crowd (mostly lyndon and college people I think) we noticed a couple of young kids bullying a girl and chased them off, the same boys then started attacking some hobos (who were not there on the way down) and we went and chased them off again, after the boys ran off I started walking with someone who I apparently knew. Not long after I start walking with this new guy he is jumped on by a girl (presumably his girlfriend) and I call him a bastard, shortly after this she runs off to be with another guy and I laugh at him and he retorts saying that at least he did have a girlfriend, I retaliation to this I grab the closet woman and kiss her. after this it’s just more walking and I end up at a friends house which I have never visited in real life playing his playstation.

In ending, not all that mad, but the clarity with which I remember it surprises me.

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