Indie writer seeks audience with an audience. Paying customers welcome. [pronouns: ze/hir] Daily free stories happen because it is an excellent counter to Writers' Block.

Burpengary East 5959 posts

Finding a New Swing

Getting into the swing of things has always been a major league hurdle for me. Holidays are when I drop one of the balls I have flying about and stop arting. However, my current project is inspiration enough to make me want to art. Finding the time is the problem.

My entire schedule normally revolves around the kids. Kids who are now in Scenic Coominya for some time-share with their Grandmother. So the time I reserve for arting - waiting for Miss Chaos to turn up via bus - no longer exists.

I found a viable substitute. Arting whilst I wait for Beloved to wake up after all the diverse alarms have woken me up. And I must say that I have made magnificent progress. Not only in fixing an error that became obvious after the fact, but also in creating something funky and interesting for some of the tricky bits.

I'm rather proud of myself.

I'm already plotting a few things for upcoming arting sessions. I'm loving this project. My art is not fabulous. I acknowledge this. On the other hand, I am having such fun that I almost don't care.

In fact - Mayhem nailed my art style a few days ago. "Mediocre Web Comic". Thanks, kiddo.

Also, I am going to have more than a few choice words to say over at my WordPress about the latest episode of Doctor Who. Mostly about Bury Your Gays and Kill The Black Guy. Watch out for that one. Links are in the menu.

But now, it is time for me to fetch money and go on an expedition for some nice foods. I'm planning a mostly-fresh Keto marinade with Coconut Amino in lieu of Soy Sauce [because GMod soy may be poisonous and we don't know it yet] and some fresh extras to make it super yummy.

I may even document it. Beware.

Challenge #01635-D174: The Most Unsuitable Food of All

Further to the "cotton candy" prompt, more empty calories of the "moment on the lips" variety. -- Anon Guest

Humans had a knack for making foods that could kill them, Rael reflected. Often within twenty consecutive servings. Not that anyone ever tried to end their lives that way, but the potential was there.

Take cheesecake, for example. And Rael often did. In one neat package, humanity had managed to encapsulate a nigh-lethal combination of fats and sugars. That should have been plenty

Read more »

Flying Wuzgunnas

My best-laid plans go agley so regularly that I have a term for it. Wuzgunna. As in, I wuzgunna do that, but something else intervened.

  • Wuzgunna visit MeMum, but she said don't because lurgi
  • Wuzgunna write a long thinkpiece, but I slept on my wrist wrong and have to be careful with myself
  • Wuzgunna go out shopping for a few things, but now I can't be arsed.

As you can see, a Wuzgunna can have any range of things that stop it

Read more »

Challenge #01634-D173: Non-liquid Investment

"If the shoe fits, buy lots of them, and in every colour you like." Fashion advice read somewhere. And it's Oh so true. -- Anon Guest

Finally, they broke into Mlle Arianna's secret vault. They expected jewels. The fortune of five kingdoms. The lost crown of Baba Ganushe.

What they did not expect, once the lights were made to work again, was row after row of shoeboxes. Shelf after shelf of them, all through the cavernous depths of the vault.

Sorted by

Read more »

Abrupt change of plns

I had little more exciting planned for today than taking Mayhem to EB Games and then finding a comfy seat for an hour or two while Mayhem went all over that shop like a rash and making up his dang mind.

But the best laid plans of me are gang aft agley.

Capt S. wants the grandkids TODAY, so that means running around, a four-hour round trip, and possibly another stop in Boronia Heights to deliver a care package to MeMum.


Read more »

Challenge #01633-D172: First Fair

Fairy floss, Cotton Candy whatever you call it, it was pure Empty Calories. -- Anon Guest

The refreshment booth was called Simple Carbohydrates and had display cases full of complicated things made out of those simple carbohydrates. Of course it was run by a human. Humans had had centuries to create astonishing things out of flour, potatoes, and sugar.

Rael watched as the vendor wound what looked to be coloured cobwebs onto a stick. He could smell the caramelised sugars in the

Read more »

Another huge day.

At this point, you might as well resign yourself to having late stories. The good news is the immense levels of progress that are happening in regards to household cleanliness.

The bad news is that I'm ratted after the whole thing. But it's SO worth it. We're making progress that I previously assumed to be impossible.

And that's why I have to leave you with this.

Read more »

Challenge #01632-D171: Magical Memories

Smells, scents, can trigger memories. The hot tar smell of a Summer road combined with the distinctive scent of an Ice Cream Van. Opening a drawer and the scent your Grandmother always wore wafting up. Memories. -- Anon Guest

Humans can trigger their memories with an astonishing amount of things. Words, sensations in their pliable skin, sounds... and smells. They are so entangled into their senses that they have adapted their livesuits to give them sensory feedback from their surrounding environment.


Read more »

Can I find time?

I have given myself a mountain to chip away.

  • A mountain of laundry
  • A mountain of cleaning
  • A mountainous amount of writing about things
  • And of course the usual day-to-day stuff that clogs my schedule.

There's a thing to learn about at Chaos' school, which is going to steal time from my other shit, and I have loads of stuff.

And I still need time to recharge.

Today is going to be "fun". Story is going to be late. I'm very busy.

Read more »

Challenge #01631-D170: What a Maker Wants

You make stuff, sometimes your shopping list is a bit weird. Then someone decides to search your bags (you're innocent), and then there's the explanations. -- Knitnan

There's Things and then there's THINGS!. The latter is a gigantic labyrinth of the former. There's also refreshment islands with ablution kiosks and Galactic Food Choices[1] in a mini-kitchen. People who go there tend to spend all day, and then bookmark their location so that they can come again.

Rael had set his personal

Read more »

We saw the latest Transformers movie

Beloved is a fan of some really unfortunate stuff. Alas, alack.

And because Michael Bay's stuff is so damn forgettable, I gave myself the task of counting every single blatant boob shot in the film, or when a female character's body got otherwise sexualised on screen. Thanks to Bay's love of Pervy Cam, I counted fifty nine shots where either of the two female characters were sexualised.

And this included a (clearly) underaged girl. She got six tittie shots and an uncounted

Read more »

Challenge #01630-D169: Can't Eat Just One

It is so hard to eat just one peanut or popcorn. -- Anon Guest

The humans had a word for it. They had a word for lots of things. This one was 'more-ish'. As opposed to 'moorish', which meant 'a human with darker skin, usually originating from a specific area of the largest continent in the northern hemisphere', this one meant that the person eating the thing found it so tasty that they wanted... more.

One such food, easily digested even by

Read more »


Yesterday was disaster time. Especially in the evening.

  • Knocked myself sideways trying to create order out of the chaos that is our spare room
  • All fucking day
  • Was only able to get that day's Instant in during the time that our lovely cleaner person had to go and rescue her daughter.
  • Fucked up at least one public post linking to it by linking to one that I'd done earlier -_-
  • Pretty much immediately had to fetch Mayhem by the time the
Read more »

Challenge #01629-D168: Unfortunate For Some

Hell, as they say is other people. Especially when you are a school bus driver. -- Knitnan

The chant had started from the back of the bus. "We wanna, we wanna, we wanna wee! If you do not stop for us/ we'll do it on the bus![1]" The otherwise well-behaved kid in the front seat was singing X-1 Bottles of Beer on the Wall. The crowd of kids sharing music were singing both off key and out of sync. The people

Read more »


So let's recap my weekend:

  • Slept most of Saturday
  • Getting over gut greeblies
  • The best part of Sunday tweaking the timing in SESP
  • Rage and frustration at the above
  • Finally posting SESP so far

...and this morning, it's blocked. Boo. Because copyright.

This now marks the SECOND time that I have kindly asked for permission to use the song in a thing. I'll send them an official email as well.

I'm not bothered because it was less than a minute of video

Read more »