So… a year is over and done. A year of stories and maybe biting off more than I could chew. A great year of stories, deadlines and creative obstructions. And I made it -give or take a day or two.
So next year might mean longer stories, or tiny stories without a deadline. https://t.co/sLbmSiXhhp
The concept: 365 stories within 365 days. Preferably one every day, but multiple stories in one day and no stories the next is allowed. Beginning 13/6-2017.
#vss365#hive-minds, HELP! I have to teach tomorrow. 30 students, any ideas?
Sam50: Boil’m, mash’m, stick’m in a stew.
Gol9: Give’m to Shelop. Throw’m in the pits of Khazak Dûm.
Eh? Isn’t this the Faceb teachers’ group?Gol9: No, it’s the demons’ group: “We ❤️ LOTR-anonymous”
#365 Woooooow, Alice #stared, look at that bluish grass swaying in the wind! Perpetual storms raging endlessly across this new planet our spacecraft has landed on.
Ehm, hun? We’re at the holiday house, remember? Vacation? You’re running a fever.
Oh, disappointing.
#vss365 When I think about you we’re suspended in time, forever living at home, cousins the coolest kids on the block arriving late for family get-togethers since they had been partying. Looking at us now, I can’t believe it: grey hair, wrinkles, or a bald spot. The #word is love
—We must strike while the iron is hot!
—Nonsense, boss. I can do the job just as well with a cold iron.
—Huh?
—Blunt force trauma doesn’t depend on temperature. Strike him with enough force, and boom, he’s dead. That’s science, boss.
#vssmurder#vssmurderA
#vss365 The paper aeroplane described a perfect arch from her her carefully aimed hand onto the child’s wide open, curious #eye, it’s white panes shining in the sun. She wished the ground would swallow her up. She had never meant to HIT anyone, she was only playing at aiming.
#vss365 “They were #nobody really, just random stand-ins for the person I really wanted to kill.”Hearing the cold, reflective word from the serial killer on tv, describing people she used to know, made her flesh crawl, the indifference somehow more evil than hatred would ever be.
#vss365#nightmare, nightmare. I see them in the shadows, behind the doors, in the corners, through the cracks. Creatures and ominous shapes. 9 gigantic bats flying to the moon, 7 owls stirring in the night, 3 black panthers leaping to Mars, bringing their master prey. Hunting.
#vss365 How do you write a story about the #endless? It’s quite simple. You don’t. You write a homage. They are perfect: outside of time, outside everything and yet so very part of all our lives: despair, desire, dream, delight, delirium, death, destiny and destruction.
#vss365
Muse 1: So, did she ever write that second novel?
Muse 2: No, she got seduced by the infinite cyberspace, with its #endless possibilities
M1: Oh, I get that it’s irresistibly alluring. Is there a god for it now?
M2: Yes.
M1: Ah well, guess IT is content.
M2: Yup.
#vss365 “Spider spider burning bright, in the forest of the night.” Said a disembodied voice in the darkness.
“It’s TYGER not #spider.”
“Well, it should have been.” Said the spider, “we’re clever, beautiful trickers. We rule the forests. But what do THEY know?!
And on the 7th day the Almighty Creator did maketh Unicorns, Pixies, Faries and Goblins. Alas, by accident, he did dropeth a Hobnob into thine Goblin maker and #Hobgoblins were created.
And everybody laughed.
Well, the British did.
Nobody else knew what a Hobnob was.
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#vss365 She had the young girl’s power. The power of innocence and ingenuity. The power to attract any #hobgoblin that came her way. It’s the great irony. When you are old enough and weary enough to wield that kind of power. When you can kill. It’s gone. You’re no longer innocent