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The Wondering Chamber

Another flash fiction challenge from Chuck Wendig

The challenge? open with  ‘ the noticed android walks past the wondering chamber.’

For some reason I wanted to try something different (for me anyway) with this one. any comments/criticisms are always helpful. that being said, here goes nothin’.

 Dare to Dream

The noticed android walks by the wondering chamber.
The wondering chamber offers.
The sign denies the android.
The door pulses. Beckoning. Taunting.
The noticed android continues away undaunted.
The wondering chamber calls out to the android.
The android does not respond.
The wondering chamber cajoles.
The android is dutiful;He will not shirk.
The wondering chamber opens.
The noticed android dares to peek inside.
The light flows outward.
Wavelength over wavelength.
Azure luminescence off counterfeit skin.
Logic overridden. Inspection necessary.
No automatons beyond this point: Ignored
The wondering chamber embraces the android.
Powering down.
Synthetic sleep and dreams of artifice


Posted by on July 17, 2012 in Uncategorized



Thinking thematic thoughts at three AM.

I’ve been thinking about the role of props and how they can effect a scene. some scenes have an expected cliche’ that they tend to follow.
example:David sits quietly in the dining room.  the candle light bathes the room in a warm glow. A trail of rosebuds lead from the front door and soft music plays in the background. Maria comes through the door and gasps.

while rather impersonal, the scene sets up what could be a romantic surprise or the unwelcome invasion of a stalker.

but then i began thinking about how specific items tend to carry their own expectations.

this time I did the same thing but added a prop.

David sits quietly in the dining room. A trail of rosebuds lead from the front door and soft music plays in the background. the candle light reflects off of the chrome .45 laying on the table. Maria comes through the door and gasps.

The addition of the gun gives the scene a strange new twist. the implied violence of the gun makes everything else seem more ominous.

This also had me thinking about certain stereotypes and the stories that come with them.

I randomly started searching through some magazine (yes, me and one other guy in the world still read paper magazines.) and I mixed a place, a person and an object. I ended up with a soldier in combat fatigues, a crown and a skyscraper. this made me immediately think of a soldier standing at the top of a skyscraper holding a crown. these three things are interesting by themselves, but together they create a strange frothy potential. ( did I just write ‘frothy potential’? jesus, I need to sleep some year, I may be losing my thinky thinky brain speak.) The variations for ideas can be almost endless.( I say almost endless because, y’know the eventual demise of the universe because of heat death.) This and other forms of auto-didaction have become paramount for me.

anyhoo. In the quest to become a better writer I’ve been thinking about these things long and hard. (….too easy.)and soaking up as much information as possible from many different sources.  a huge thanks to Chuck Wendig’s writing blog His insistence on the usefulness of outlining made me stop and wonder why the hell I wasn’t doin’ just that.
Now?  I’ve been outlining my story and HOLY SHIT does that help. seriously.
I was so damn uncertain as to what the hell I was doing next, that I felt like an apoplectic snake at a rave.

….I don’t even know what that means.

fuck it. I’m keepin’ it. it’s mine now.
hrm. back to the subject. Outlining. it’s the most useful goddamn thing I’ve done all month. I’ve decided I need to incorporate this into other aspects of my life.
Sock drawer? outlined. Fridge? outlined. 150 terabytes of porn? OUTLINED! (and outlined again in another 20 minutes.)
The upside of outlining has also brought my various ineptitudes to the forefront. This allows me to hunt them down with prejudice. stalking them like something something predator.

My weary body demands rest. my weary brain demands………fig newtons. and sleep. actually just sleep. I think the fig newton thing was a hallucination.

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Posted by on July 17, 2012 in Uncategorized


shaking my fist at the tv and shouting as if it can hear me.

I’ve been rather busy of late. I haven’t posted since….310 BC. hrm. I think that might be an old calendar.
anyhoo, I’ve ripped some spare time from the continuum to drop some blogdacity onto the internets. This one won’t be long but, It does feel good to be typing something other than my WiP.
I’ve been keeping watch on the presidential debates halfheartedly.
I’ve considered the candidates and looked at how they handle specific issues. after much  deliberation and even more research I’ve decided the next president of the USA should be Skynet. Now, I know that most people (specifically “human” people.) think this may be a bad idea, but hear me out.
*Health Care: the state of a human’s health is very important to Skynet.
*Global Warming: meet Nuclear Winter.
*The 99%: whether rich,poor or middle class, Skynet treats everyone equally. (except John Connor.)
*The 1%: This percentage represents the remainder of the human race. now it’s 0.09%.
and again 0.05% and falling! More elbow room for everybody!
*All other important issues – See Global Warming.

Seriously though, the amount of pandering towards potential voters and the bile aimed at perceived enemies has become almost detestable.
( Obama is a Nazi! Romney eats babies! The conservatives want to arm everyone with nuclear weapons! liberals want to sell our freedom to France! The Lotus-Penguin Clan is the weakest of all ninja clans! etc.) A great deal of this can be attributed to the popular news networks and their heavy handed reporting of ANY political event.
I flip through the channels and begin to feel as if I’m actually watching professional wrestling sans the Piledriver.
The sad part being that we put up with the same demagoguery four years ago and we’ll put up with it again in four years- and four years after that- and four years after that. not after that though, 2028 is when the great Hyper American Space War causes the American Rupee to become worthless and we
sell out to McWalmartistan.

go read comic books, because politics rot your brain.

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Posted by on July 14, 2012 in Uncategorized