I had a dream that I was watching “the real” season/show finale of “Buffy,” and everyone was running around this enormous, dim library about as big as a 20-storey warehouse with books on all walls and this huge hanging candelabra of shelves coming down from the top and everyone was being hunted by the things […]
Safina ma Raj had taken a flying leap off the minaret of Aludra’s central mosque, the Hagia Sarat, three days before Nyx drove into town. Nyx got there in time for the blood arbiter’s dissemination of Safina’s possessions outside the same mosque, on the same stained stones where Safina’s body had burst like an overcooked
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For serious, yo. Writing up that mock business proposal paid off. I’ve been tentatively offered a temp-to-possible-hire position in downtown Dayton for what I’ll refer to here as a financial services firm (the universe must be trying to tell me something…). Writing jobs of any sort are like fucking gold, even if, as with this
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Um. I’m speechless. Seriously.
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Puppetry without the puppets. Or, rather, high wiring in real life… without the high wires. Or something. Kewl, in any case.