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Thoughts, stories and ideas.

Okay, that just happened...

Thanks to sharing yesterday's instant to the Steampunk tag on Tumblr, I now have three more followers who do not do the porn thing. I could definitely do without the blogs who do the porn thing.

I'm more about the romance than the sex. Just saying. But -hey- if you love having looping gifs all over your dash of people doing their thing, then that's your thing. It's just not mine.

Anyway. I'm only just starting to get into Steampunk, so my style right now is what I remember from the books I was forced to read in High School [so, so very many years ago now] and what I recall of both Dickens and Doyle. Add a healthy dollop of the humorously ridiculous and that's about it.

I am doing intermittent research on Victoriana. I tend to absorb style by osmosis, so I shall be embedding myself in Dickens and Doyle again before I write one word of Beauties and the Beastly.

I get the sneaking suspicion that my writing will be a fusion of Charles Dickens, Arthur Doyle, Douglas Adams, Terry Pratchett, and Louis McMaster Bujold as the Token Girl.

I need more good lady writers to read. And yes I know about the Young Wizards series by Diane Duane, I just haven't had the wherewithal to get them. And urban/modern fantasy is kind of wandering away from my target genre. Magic, mysticism, and whatnot will be happening in due course. Either when I get around to writing Once Upon a Time and Space or when I start writing The Kingdom of Sand trilogy in 2020.

For the record, my books-to-write queue is slated to keep me going until 2032. And it's subject to change without notice. For instance: A planned novel entitled, Big F*ckin' Spiders, Mate was trashed because of a recent horror movie issued along the same lines. It was probably for the best. I had little idea what to do with it, anyway.

But regardless, I return to Amalgam Station and its surrounding universe every other year. It's my place. I spend most of my head-time there. Rael's story will happen in 2017. Possibly with a re-telling of RTFM as a prologue.

But for now, I'm finishing Shayde's story, which happens sometime after Rael's story. I usually tell tales in a linear fashion, but I can easily adapt to non-linear as long as I can get most of the facts to line up. I'm an enormous continuity nerd... Inconsistencies bother me.

With luck, and me actually contributing to the Amalgam Wiki for a change, I might be able to keep things straight. Three cheers for writing one's own reference material. Huzzah.

Challenge #01186-C091: An Otherwise Sensible Rescue Machine

[Bad situation] - Send help!

Giant Robot spiders have been dispatched to your location. Your help results may vary. -- RecklessPrudence

Certain things are destined to happen when names are chosen for a child. One could imagine, for example, that an infant named Isambard Kingdom would grow up with something to prove[1].

And when one's mother, in all innocence of the written word, had christened her daughter Arachnia Toxicity Blakethorpe-Smythe... Well. Heads would eventually roll.

A lady of breeding may indeed

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Please look behind the curtain

Further to yesterday's rant musings, I thought I might encourage you to take your entertainment at more than face value.

Like Dorothy and Toto, take a look at the man behind the curtain.

By which I mean, spend some time watching Making of documentaries. Or even some instructional How to videos. Or ask your nearest artistic hero (if you can) what their process is.

I know, it might bore you to tears. You can be brave for just one day.

I have

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Challenge #01185-C090: Deaded Again

Mage: [Friend and ally]'s grave is empty.

Warrior: Find out who was responsible. Then dig more graves. -- RecklessPrudence

It was a long and arduous quest. Hurrying after the tracks until time, weather, and circumstance obliterated them. Asking the locals if anyone had seen anyone who matched the tracks. Following gossip and rumour and delay after delay as close-mouthed folks demanded quests be completed before they divulged their information.

Dealing with the knowledge that their friend and ally was now undead

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The Spreading Devaluation of Creativity

Yeah, you know I don't have much in my life worth blogging about when you read a title like that. My life got boring, so I'd like to bring up a little something that's been bugging me for a while.

Ever since computers came into play in evaluating education, the "soft" fields of study, the ones where appreciation is subjective, started getting eroded. Why? Computers could only crunch definite numbers. Therefore, only the definitely quantifiable achievements ever got notice. And funding.

And

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Challenge #01184-C089: They're Not Nearly Giants

I can't even begin to understand your bizarre chain of thought. Its almost as if you're suggesting that avoiding the creation of giant robots is a valid course of action. -- RecklessPrudence

Iris dared look up at her master. Tall, dishevelled, underfed, devastatingly handsome, and so pure of heart that it made her soul hurt with wanting to kiss him. And so unworldly that he never cared to reprimand her for any of her multiple impertinences.

"Forgive me, Colonel," she murmured. "But.

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Rare Stream!

I'm not doing very much of my own stuff right now because David Michael "The Spine" Bennett is streaming.

He usually streams on Periscope, which I can NOT make work for me. So this is a supremely rare treat.

And even better, he's working on one of my favourites, Photographic Memories [which I have bootlegged the demo of for my collection].

I am dead from teh luvs.

Story later. MUCH later.

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Challenge #01183-C088: When Lewis Met Vivi

http://artisticnutcase.tumblr.com/post/140991025332/the-scariest-part-about-this-isnt-the-ghost-its -- Gallifreya

Lewis didn't know what hit him until long after she had carried him away from the laboratory mishap. Nothing more than noxious smells, but they were lingering noxious smells that resulted in the entire wing shutting down so that cleaners in hazmat suits could get rid of them.

"Thanks," he managed, watching the greenish clouds leaking out of the building.

"Not a problem," said the girl. She had blue hair. And the kind

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I just had the best idea

I only had a half-walk today. Just around one block. Because Autumn is a bitch and I neglected to put my inhaler in my long pants. But that doesn't matter so much.

The idea is a little bit Playing Beattie Bow and a little bit Chronicles of Narnia and a lot of steampunk and a dash of solarpunk and some weird phenomena thrown in.

There have been incidents of people stepping through time and stepping back again. Local wormholes, bla bla, it

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Challenge #01182-C087: Goodbye Rose, Hello Steven

"Tiny Hands! My only weakness" -- Anon Guest

Greg.

He couldn't stop crying. Both for his lost love and for joy at the tiny life held carefully in his arms. Small. Fragile. Helpless. Hungry and needing and there. Solidly. In his arms.

He had no idea how long he'd been holding Steven. Only that his very small body was starting to take its toll on his elbows and shoulders and back.

Why was someone who was so small... so heavy?

"Time for

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The best-laid plans...

Have gone so firkin agley that they turned out to be un-plans. Wuzgunnas, in fact.

I wuzgunna go and get myself a set of orthopaedic sandals so I didn't have my foot-sweat trying to eat my feet in my already orthopaedic trainers. BUT... the initial model I wanted was both suddenly too expensive [the price had seemingly gone up from $79.95 to $109.95] but also lacked the heel cushioning I desperately need in order to walk with relative ease. The

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Challenge #01181-C086: An Alternate Re-union

http://squigglydigg.tumblr.com/post/140483915892/and-then-mystery-came-in-to-save-the-day-and

I don't even know where I was going with this but have a comic -- Gallifreya

"This is a very bad idea," said Arthur.

"I heard you the first time you said it," said Vivi. She was rummaging around in the back of the van. "This is our job. We find restless spirits and we help them leave the mortal realm."

"This one isn't just restless, Vivi. He's homicidally enraged!"

Vivi wasn't listening. All that

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Payday! And other inconveniences

Made you look. The inconveniences of payday are that we have to pay all our outstanding bills before we get on with the business of paying for food and treats. Which is downright depressing.

BUT it's also going to keep us alive and chugging along, so whatever.

I'm thinking about adding a regular payment to my Dreams Fund so I'm not so frelling disheartened by it all, all the time. If I can just keep my hands off of it for consecutive

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Challenge #01180-C085: True Terror

http://sundence.tumblr.com/post/103574136375/its-a-vine-but-i-lost-it-xp-sorry-so-i-put-the -- Gallifreya

Things were not always sunshine and daisies in their home. There were still days, rare days now, when Lewis went into full Anger Mode and all his rage centred on Arthur.

Arthur had forgotten that today was the anniversary of Lewis' untimely demise, and turned a corner to find his favourite phantom in exactly the wrong state of mind. He initially screamed because that's what you do when an angry, eight-foot-tall ghost with

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Juggling Life

I had a bit of a row with Beloved about money again. Domestic arguments always seem to start with income and inlaws. But this time, it included outgoing moneys as well.

I'm a frugal little bean and I try not to have extravagant expenditure. I try to get as much as I can out of as little as possible, and going over that allotment makes me sad, angry, and bitter. Especially when I've done my best scrimping, only to find that Beloved

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