Other than that, it's just another jumbled Monday. Over the weekend I tinkered with a new tale (inspired in part by the song "Hollow Hills" by Bauhaus--I've been listening to too much Bauhaus lately), read some of the 2008 Year's Best Fantasy and Horror, checked my email way too much...
I also tried to revise a couple of old stories this weekend. Rewriting might be a more pragmatic path, if I still believe the ideas have merit. I guess I've improved as a writer; I could barely stomach some of the dreck I'd written.
Here's a picture for Thanksgiving week. Don't let the kiddies see it.
13 comments:
yeah! new stories to read when I a done writing for the day. here is to re-writing old stories that still have merit. (I am actually raising a glass, okay a cup of coffee, over your hilarious pic of a merry Sesame Street thanksgiving.)
We can always mine those old bits for good ideas.
Oh, that was a good story! Wow! Perfect for a melancholy rainy day.
The Sesame Street Thanksgiving pic is awesome too.
Thanks, K.C.
I could use some rain here...I'm kind of looking for some melancholy so I can finish this short story.
Man.
Another amazing story. I mean that was a really, really good one. Great job.
Big bird looks dry. Someone slipped up on the basting !
Hollow Hills...great song. You and I, sir, need to start a music blog.
Great story! It's sad, but sometimes the best ones are.
Thanks for reading, folks.
Barry--I'm game if you are.
One of my two-year-olds is now running around screaming, "Elmo." I'm a bad mommy. I let her see it.
Hell, that was hard to read. Better FOR being that hard to read, I reckon.
But hey, the picture made me laugh again. Haha, silly bird...
Sad, poignant, magical - another good one, Aaron.
Thanks, Cate.
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