solis

Society is served best not by mules but by free men.

I needed to hear something, but I didn't know what. So I asked her, again.
"Do you think we'll ever get back together?"
"No, I don't think so," she said. "We've had our time together."
There was something very final about it. Maybe it was the way she said it, or maybe I was just finally ready to hear it. Maybe it was what I...
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Um. Bum. Plop. Kinda bored. Once when I was a kid, i was in the car with my mum and she was driving me to school. We were almost there, driving down Thames St which is the street that my Primary School was on, and I was picking my nose. This was a normal thing for me to do and I also thought nothing of,...
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Here's some more of my not-so-short short story:

2.

On Earth, roads were built according to routes of trade. On Mars they were built for entirely different reasons, primarily to link major centres of research and exploration. The Bytell Corporation Archive was one such centre.
Located near the equator, the facility was one of the newest constructions on the planet. Its foundations began deep underground,...
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I saw her tonight. We drank vodka together and smoked some smokes. It's been almost a year. Why did I ever let her go? "In the evening light the skyline is cut in two by a figure closely resembling you. Wet matches wont light. Wind shudders to a halt. Main roads are washed out. All around, as far as the eye can see, is just...
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Very enjoyable weekend. Finally met some SG people at my first SGAU hookup at the 34b club on Oxford street. Met with hellfaerie, thefuckoffkid, and Milli for dinner and had the weirdest chips I've ever seen. Tasty but about as filling as a bowl of steam. Then went to 34b and met some others i had not met before on chat - Emma, BabyFirefly, blakemitchell,...
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I've decided just to post the whole first chapter in one go. If you missed the start, read my last blog.

Dawn cast its first rays onto the Bytell Private Municipal Library and the sunlight was split into miniature rainbows by the imitation glass windows. Janes woke on the lounge and turned away from the light. His head retained a dull ache. He wanted to...
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Hozer has inspired me to post some of my writing. Here is a story I've just finished. It's quite long so i'll post it in parts. Not sure yet if i'll post all of it. I'll see what happens.

The Field of Glass

Janes lit a cigarette. Over in the corner the TV was on. Its sounds drifted in and out of consciousness and he...
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Old skin is shed.

Slept all day today. Feeling very lazy and guilty that I missed work. I deserve a good spanking. Why do I sometimes just want to curl up in bed and retreat from life? It's like I just want to go into hibernation and when I wake up everything will be good, a new beginning. I wonder about what is truly important to me. What do...
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