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Dec. 1st, 2013

My NaNo post from over a year ago looks much less impressive how. Not that anyone but me would see it.

Sep. 1st, 2012

Indeed, it is not uncommon for slaves even to fall out and quarrel among themselves about the relative goodness of their masters, each contending for the superior goodness of his own over that of the others. At the very same time, they mutually execrate their masters when viewed separately. It was so on our plantation. When Colonel Lloyd's slaves met the slaves of Jacob Jepson, they seldom parted without a quarrel about their masters; Colonel Lloyd's slaves contending that he was the richest, and Mr. Jepson's slaves that he was the smartest, and the most of a man. Colonel Lloyd's slaves would boast his ability to buy and sell Jacob Jepson. Mr. Jepson's slaves would boast his ability to whip Colonel Lloyd. These quarrels would almost always end in a fight between the parties, and those that whipped were supposed to have gained the point at issue. They seemed to think that the greatness of their masters was transferable to themselves.

Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass

On an unrelated note, I made it through the first day of Husker football. The store was insane!


Aug. 28th, 2012

It is a rare book where the protagonist dreams of chaining his girlfriend in the basement and murdering her but he is still a sympathetic character.


VHD: Dark Road Part 2

A maddening stench filled the forecourt. Those corpses at the bottom of the heap had already putrefied, the eyeballs rolling out on strings of goo and insects working the flesh free of the bones - it seemed that even the blue sky overhead would be corrupted by the rank scene, with its foul miasma and eye-watering stink.

But there were still some who would describe this tableau as beautiful, due solely to the presence of the young man in black astride his steed. All the ugliness and brutality of death was erased by D's good looks. Before this young man, would death itself not blush?

- pg 168
The road lay in shadow. To either side of it were endless rolling plains. Through they were dotted with what looked to be rocky mountains and woods, these did nothing to lift the air of desolation. Spread with gray clouds, the sky occasionally carried the growl of distant thunder. It would probably rain.

All day a horse had been advancing through the wilderness. The continuous stretch of dull tones and identical scenery would drive all emotion from the heart of any rider in the saddle. Anger, joy, and sadness all fused with the ask-gray world leaving a dull weariness in command of the soul. At time like this, travelers might even wish they were dead.

However, this rider was a gorgeous exception. The eyes beneath his wide-brimmed traveler's hat gave off a light that it seemed even the void would fear, and as he rode into an almost imperceptible breeze, the face he had turned forward was so beautiful it could convince anyone that it was not of this world. Men and women alike were paralyzed by it, and even the beasts undoubtedly adored him with one look. However, his beauty was such that all who saw him understood that when his black-gloved hand reached for the hilt of the curved sword peeking over his shoulder, he wouldn't be done until death colored he blade of his weapon.

Both the ashen sky and the ocher plains seemed to exist solely to highlight the rider's magnificence as he and his horse went down the highway. What awaited him at his destination - life or death?

Plugity, Plug Plug Plug

My husband has been published in Hippocampus. If he gets enough comments and shares, he'll get a little something.

It's the creative non fiction story of working at Dakota Watch Company. If he had caught the girl he's pursuing in the story, he'd have a twelve-year-old by now. I consider him lucky. ;)


Apr. 1st, 2012

Way way back when TLC was educational, they ran a documentary on April 1st about how the world is really flat. I wish I had it.

Mar. 28th, 2012

We went to Gen Con last year and didn't plan to go again this year. But then I went to Goodreads yesterday and saw that Brandon Sanderson is the big name author who will be there. :) I told Bryce the Con will be our anniversary present to each other.

Sadly the next Rifftrax was also just announced. It is Manos: The Hands of Fate, which I think marks the first time they're riffing a movie MST already did. I was very excited for it until I realized they're doing it August 16, the first day of Gen Con.

Luke is all about the Powerpuff Girls right now. We only have season 1 and he's watched it several times. He found the Blossom pillow and had been carrying it around the past couple of days. I wonder if he'll take to Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends as well.



I sent a short story out for the first time in forever. It was rejected of course, but the 15 day turn around is a little discouraging.


Segway reaper by kcwriter

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