Comment Spam
Haven’t done this in a while… Spam comments roundup! (old ones can be found here.)
Summertime
The first version I heard of Summertime that made a real impression on me, that made my ears hone and drill in on it as an impossibly moving melody was Janis Joplin’s. Though, to be fair, the men of Big …
Sunday Archive: In This Darkness, Part One
This one was completed in 1993, and as you follow my retarded novel project you’ll see that I stole my own characters and storyline, which goes a long way towards proving that I only have one story to tell.
Judgment Day: Introduction
Okay! Time to wheel out the horrible failed novel project. I’ve been promising to do this forever and, next week, it’ll begin. The project began in 1997 while I was working for an Associated Press-owned company, performing tedious editorial bullshit …
My Little Apocalypse
I’ve long had a terrible weakness for post-apocalypse stories, and am thrilled to finally be reading Terry Nation’s Survivors, which a kind reader picked up for me from my overcrowded Amazon Wish List.
Boble: Interlude II — Palms
(Lost track of things? Start with the first Interlude.) Palms was a tough one to tackle. Originally, I wrote almost 20 pages of really childish sex poetry. Even at the time, I knew it was dreadful. So, slowly, during the …
A Meandering, Self-Centered Rant in the Style of my Mentor, Nacho Sasha
Why do people always say they’re having “car trouble” when something goes wrong with their automobile? It’s not like when you’re sick you say you’re having “stomach trouble.” You have a fucking disease or infection and things are dire. I …
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Amazon Store
Well, it took me a few months, but I just realized that the link on the sidebar to my used store at Amazon was busted. I went ahead and fixed it, and you can also click here. I’m selling a …
Turbo Heather
So now that I’ve figured out how to post Youtube videos on the front page (which is not easy with WordPress for reasons beyond my understanding) I’m able to spam the shit out of you poor bastards. Now I can …