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Chuck Wendig offered a challenge to write a 100 word story on the subject of revenge. I gave it a whirl. Many words died to get here, and my keyboard is sticky with their blood. Enjoy!


THE FIVE HUNDRED DAYS

Illegal time window? Shadrack laughs. How many times can a mother watch?

Windows are costlycalibrated to one person, place, and moment. No help, weapons, or...
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Nothing goes to waste.

That pet shopbarely a memory fragment from boyhoodfilthy cages crammed with improbable combinations of speciesthe amphibians choking on the toxic cage mates they tried to swallowthe dust-mote cage with the cockatiel missing a wing, the round wound staring at me like an angry, red eye.

And suddenly that memory is useful. I didn't know it, but I was training then. You...
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My novel (Strangeness in the Proportion) gets a mention in an interview with my kick-ass editor, James Lowder. Also contains zombies.
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Do you want to know the truth about Ichabod Knock?

I of course speak of that writer (nick-named Icky), gonzo occultist, bass-playing exorcist, & buggerer of sisters. Maybe you even remember one of his old bands: Vestigial Limb, Necro-Ophelia, Rambunctious Homunculus, Azathoths Taint, or Banana Hammock. If youve read Strangeness in the Proportion, then you have encountered him (perhaps...
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Several weeks ago, I found myself editing a chapter of my book and yelling at a character. "You idiot!" I yelled. "Don't do it!" But he did. He always does.

On a less pensive note, MY SERIALIZED NOVEL IS DONE! This is a project I have worked on (on and off) for well over six years, and is released by <a href="http://www.white-wolf.com/">White Wolf Publishing</a>.

The...
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"I swear my first born to thee." The goblin trades me the glowing key. I then go to my second errand of the day: a vasectomy. skull
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Hello darkness my old friend. Ive come toOWWW! F@#$! My toe!!!
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skullCOVENTRY CAROL -- THROUGH THE MYTHOS LENSskull

Lullay, Thou little tiny Child
Bye, bye, lulloo, lullay
And smile as dreaming, Little One
Bye, bye, lulloo, lullay
Sleep now, lulloo, lullay

Oh sister, too, what may we do
To preserve on this day
This sweet Youngling for whom we sing
Dream now, lulloo, lullay
Bye, bye, lulloo, lullay

And when the stars align aright
In their...
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