I have never heard of Momo, and just looked it up. Sounds like a mean-spirited hoax. Slender man was kinda cool, an internet urban myth popping out of nowhere, but the Momo things seems a little more cruel. Less about there being monsters out there than turning others into monsters. I am glad it appears no one has actually gotten hurt.
Gill, glad you survived T Day. Sounds like things went swimmingly. Ours was low key and tasty, and I don't have to cook all weekend.
No Black Friday shopping today. LJ and I have been up for a couple hours but still have not gotten out of bed.
Frank is a hell of a writer. Yeah, you get a message if a story gets put on a favorites list. It's better than any badge.
Hey to all in the bar today. Köffêè for us please.
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Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
Tonya, thanks for getting Bertha running and for all the pies! Enjoy the feast with your little one.
Hey, Curves, Luca, Sara. Thanks for Wynkin, Blynkin and Nod, Bill, that brought back memories.
Food prep day today, which should be relaxing and enjoyable and fill the house with good smells. I have been making Thanksgiving dinner for decades now and can do it in my sleep. I am not cooking for that many people, so this should be a fairly weekend, with LOTS of deeply tasty leftovers.
Köffêè please.
Hey, Curves, Luca, Sara. Thanks for Wynkin, Blynkin and Nod, Bill, that brought back memories.
Food prep day today, which should be relaxing and enjoyable and fill the house with good smells. I have been making Thanksgiving dinner for decades now and can do it in my sleep. I am not cooking for that many people, so this should be a fairly weekend, with LOTS of deeply tasty leftovers.
Köffêè please.
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
Quote by curvygalore
Verbs, I needed cheering up today and this made me laugh like a drain! As well as being a classy lady, Layla has lovely manners too!
At least one beer please, Rumps!
Laugh like a drain! I've never heard that expression before. It is delighful, and even more delightful coming from you. I am glad I made you laugh on a day you needed cheering up.
The 5 day weekend begins in an hour. I'll take that Rob Roy I ordered a week ago, if Terrence hasn't drunk it yet.
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
I have had the fantasy (sort of - oral sex only), and we have even talked about it, but I think the reality would be far different, with me getting all jealous and territorial and ruining the whole thing. I think it's best if it remains a fantasy. It's a pretty hot fantasy, though, and talking about it together is nearly as hot as doing it, maybe hotter, because reality doesn't rear its head and fuck things up.
Win-win!
Win-win!
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
Quote by julie_slink
Julie winks at Ping: I can post weird stuff too.
Ping winks at Julie: Yeah, but I bet my pointing out the missing hyphen in gravelly-voiced fucker is bothering you now.
Julie blinks several times with both eyes indicating that she is laughing.
Julie winks at Ping: I shall refrain from invoking the ire of the passive-aggressive ghost of Shards of Lush Past. You're own your own.
Ping says something vaguely Canadian and tells everyone, once again, to watch Veronica.
Julie winks at Ping: I hadn't thought of the Shards actually, but it's a fair comparison. To elaborate on the mirror stuff, I wrote a mirror scare and made an effort to ensure I wasn't ripping off GVF's stuff because it's similar territory. Then, I watched Veronica, and they used a super similar mirror thing as the scene I had written. Crazy.
Ping winks at Julie: Are you approaching some semblance of a point?
Julie winks at Ping: Yes. Not only are people consciously and unconsciously influenced by other's work, horror seems to be even more limited because certain things are inherently scary. If I come up with something really creepy, chances are, I'm not the first person to have thought of it, even if it's the first time I thought of it.
Ping winks at Julie: Cool. I always appreciate your rambling shower thoughts, Julie.
Julie winks at Ping: Anytime, G.
- end scene -
Verbal winks at Verbal: Wow, now the missing hyphen is bothering me!
Verbal winks at Verbal: I figured LJ would have caught that.
Verbal winks at Verbal: You do realize you couldn't write a shopping list without her help editing it.
Verbal winks at Verbal: Yeah, it's pretty obvious. The last two things I've published STILL have errors, because I didn't let LJ proofread.
Verbal winks at Verbal: But what even more galling is that this Ping person (and by the way, is that a name or a sound effect?) and the much more sensible Ms. Slink keep referring to the stories as horror Shards. The erotica were Shards. These are just flash. Though it's weird how much better the word Shard applies to horror stories about mirrors than they ever did to the erotica (the fit was so bad I don't even call the erotica Shards anymore).
Verbal winks at Verbal: And isn't it weird how it appears I was stealing from the mirror scenes in Veronica, when I haven't even seen it yet, but no one noticed I am stealing all sorts of crap from Hill House and Oculus, and no one has wised up.
Verbal winks at Verbal: It's also weird thaat you are winking and talking to yourself. Maybe you need some köffee.
Verbal winks at Bill: Köffee please, barkeep.
Layla winks at Verbal: Honey, you do realize there are two movies called Veronica on Netflix. Both Spanish! I wonder which one Ping is rambling on about?
Verbal winks at Layla: He's always rombling about something. I am not sure it mattters.
Layla winks at Verbal: You misspelled "rambling." And "matters." And make sure and thank Curvy for setting up Bertha this morning.
Verbal winks at Layla: Okay.
Music plays "Sympathy for the Devil" as we fade to black, and...scene.
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
Quote by Ping
A poem? I don't know what that means. Go back to the movie review section and see what I said, that you said you didn't want to read at the time since you had not seen it. A poem? I don't know if that is good or bad, but I would not sully the word poem by associating that movie with that word.
Pacific Rim Uprising was a poem, meaning a feat of artistic originality (Jaeger-hacking! monsters fighting robots on top of Mt. Fiji! inter-species mind melding!) and a stunning depth of vision and metaphor. And a cautionary tale for our time (assuming our time ever involves Kaijus entering our world through inter-dimentional rifts).
Okay, it was witless, loud and inane, and made no sense whatsoever. It's a movie about robots fighting monsters! What did you expect? Citizen Kane? It brought out my inner 12-year-old, and made him happy, which is all I was hoping it would do.
Work over in 30 minutes. Put a beer there on the bar so I will have motivation to finish out the work day!
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
I don't leave the house on Black Friday, Bill. There is nothing I can think of that I'd rather do less than shop, let alone in crowded stores and amid all that hoopla. I'll play MarioKart, write, and eat leftovers.
Got a new horror flash up over at the site that rhymes wiith the animal in the picture:
https://www.storiesspace.com/stories/horror/growing-old.aspx
Some of that black tar you refer to as coffee, please.
Pacific Rim Uprising was a poem.
Got a new horror flash up over at the site that rhymes wiith the animal in the picture:
https://www.storiesspace.com/stories/horror/growing-old.aspx
Some of that black tar you refer to as coffee, please.
Pacific Rim Uprising was a poem.
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
Quote by GraceW
I may calm down eventually. I'm half Irish. My mother was from Cork, and I have a lot of relatives in Cork County. To think that any of them should have to worry about what knickers she is wearing!
Please may I have a very large brandy in my mother's honour?
PS: This is almost certainly not the right place for my explosion. but I needed it and you folks were handy. I now return you to your familiar, quiet watering hole.
This is ABSOLUTELY the right place for an explosion. You are in a bar, and with friends. Sounds like a perfect place to explode. And that is deeply fucked up behavior. I swear the whole world is turning into A Handmaid's Tale. Sorry, Grace.
LJ had her first taste of scary weather. We went to a play Saturday night (Reckless - really great script, pretty good production), probably unwisely as freezing rain had just started when we left. When we got there it was so slick we LITERALLY COULD NOT WALK (sorry for screaming). Like, we'd get out of the cat and we'd start sliding down the street. We finally drove to the back of the theater and got in through the back. I drive home at like 5 miles an hour. That was my adventure for the weekend. Home unscathed though.
Drinks're on me. And by me I mean Ping. I will have a Rob Roy (it was mentioned on an ancient rerun of Friends we watched this weekend, so what the hell).
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
Quote by Green_Man
Thanks, Jeff. Jay McInerney's novel is pointed to often by some who will say "second person has been done. No need to do it again."
Art is theft.
I thought 2nd person worked really well on your piece over at ____'s Clues. Fit the subject perfectly.
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
Quote by Green_Man
Here's a literature question. Does anyone know of accessible examples of short stories written in second person point of view? I posted a micro fiction on 'sacre bleu' two days ago and I wrote it in second person. Inadvertantly. Oddly enough, it worked well, I think.
Just as a challenge to myself I was considering writing a longer piece in second person. Maybe even for the competition. Anyone know of some good examples to read and learn?
Gonna plant a chrysanthemum out front today. The weather will be pleasant here, perhaps up to 55F.
Larry, there is a really good book called Bright Lights, Big City all written in the second person (pretty goood movie with Michael J. Fox too). It was very uncool to like it when it first came out among my NYC friends, but like it I did.
Wow, you got a bunch of big weather out there on the right coast, huh? My condolences. Here it is cold but sunny, and there is a warm and lovely woman in my bed I occasionally wander over to for warmth and comfort.
Finished another horror flash (I'll post on Monday) (and Bill, LJ will proof this one, I promise, to avoid all the typos I left in last time), but I have an erotica flash called Clowncar about a theeway that is virtually entirely written, but only in my head. Too many stories, not enough time.
Tonya and Pen, I submerged my kids in Alice in Wonderland growing up. Read them both books, my youngest was in the play as a playing card when she was very little, showed them the Disney cartoon a million times, and even silently refrained from being disdainful when they watch the Tim Burton Alices, which I loathe with a passion bordering on lunacy. One of my favorite books ever.
Date night! We were thinking of an Alice in Wonderland themed restaurant earlier, but I think we are shifting to Thai food.
Thanks for the köffee, Curves!
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
Quote by RumpleForeskin
The 1965 bestselling novel Night of Camp David by Fletcher Knebel has been re-released by the publisher as What Would Happen if the President of the United States Went Stark-Raving Mad?
Here's the publisher's blurb:
“Senator Jim MacVeagh is proud to serve his country—and his president, Mark Hollenbach, who has a near-spotless reputation as the vibrant, charismatic leader of MacVeagh’s party and the nation. When Hollenbach begins taking MacVeagh into his confidence, the young senator knows that his star is on the rise.
But then Hollenbach starts summoning MacVeagh in the middle of the night to Camp David. There, the president sits in the dark and rants about his enemies, unfurling insane theories about all the people he says are conspiring against him."
Wow, I would have figured this would be a thinly veiled Nixon fantasy, but it sounds like it was written before his time in the White House. He even alledgedly used the "drunken madman in the White House" scenario as a ruse to scare North Vietnam. Though I suspect it was as much truth as strategy.
I saved the newspaper on the day Nixon resigned, and have it framed and hanging in the living rooom as a cautionary tale and a reminder.
The new book cover I was ooohing and aahing over can't be opened in my old version of InDesign. Sigh.
Thanks for getting Big B going, Curves. I'll take a cuppa.
Quote by LucaByDesign
Ah! My new sexy protagonist, Cary Ferry, the octogenarian nymphomaniac baker.
Not sure we've met, Luca. Tell us more!
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
Quote by browncoffee
Btw you still owe me a story with no K's in it.
Yours,
Special K/spesh/Tracy flick/I swear I had more names/brownköffee
Once upon a time there was a sweet and very smart girl named Hannah, who hated a certain letter of the alphabet so much I am scared to even spell it out here, so we will simply call it the LAJ (Letter After J). She hated the letter so much she would cross it out of tomes that she read, paint over it on street signs, and violently twitch whenever she heard a word said which contained the letter.
One night she had a horrible dream. A group of 15 pt Times Roman LAJ's had captured her and were holding her down against her will. She lay terrified, frozen in her LAJ-phobia, of what might happen next. Then suddenly, all the LAJ's held hands, forming a circle around her. They began to dance around her, displaying elaborate moves and serious dance abilities. They began to sing her name, over and over, in lucisous delicate harmonies.
It was delightful.
When the alarm went off the next morning she realized she had been wrong about the LAJ! The LAJ was awesome. She erased all of her crossing out of the LAJ in her tomes, repainted all the street signs on her street. She celebrated her twitchiness being gone with a glass of champagne she had saved for a special occasion.
Something had been missing from life, and now she had found it, and happiness could be hers. What had been missing was the letter...
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
I have the final Serious Moonlight cover up at the Shardoverse thread. It's cool, and it only cost $100 (largely because I knew what I wanted and had the images picked out already). So, I actually need only about 20 people to buy the whole series iin order to break even (unless I buy ads, which I might, but that's a whole other can o' worms, and will only happen after I break even).
And because nothing is sexier than a spreadsheet, I also included a screenshot of the ever-lengthening Excel sheet I am using to track and edit and format the stories. Sounds boring, but it's actually...well, pretty boring. But the prospect of starting the series is tremendously exciting.
https://forum.lushstories.com/yaf_postsm3175635_The-Shardoverse.aspx#3175635
Ping, dude, I LOVE spiders, but you are scaring the girls away with all the arachnid pix. Most guys have to be warned about unsolicited dick pix. Only you, you magnificent bastard, have to be warned about spider pix. Sigh.
And because nothing is sexier than a spreadsheet, I also included a screenshot of the ever-lengthening Excel sheet I am using to track and edit and format the stories. Sounds boring, but it's actually...well, pretty boring. But the prospect of starting the series is tremendously exciting.
https://forum.lushstories.com/yaf_postsm3175635_The-Shardoverse.aspx#3175635
Ping, dude, I LOVE spiders, but you are scaring the girls away with all the arachnid pix. Most guys have to be warned about unsolicited dick pix. Only you, you magnificent bastard, have to be warned about spider pix. Sigh.
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
We have a cover! This example (People Who Boought This Item) is the longest title, and I wanted to mmake sure it worked with the graphic. Graphics only cost $100 (2.5 hours of time), out of the $200 I estimated it would cost. Mostly because I knew what I wanted going in, and had the image bought and ready.
It's not too different from the previous draft, but with a few teaks to the fonts, spacing, and colors.
In other news, here's a screenshot of the spreadsheet I am using to weed through the stories. I am making sure: the story is pulled from Lush, what kind of story it is, whether it's in the final draft document, whether it's edited, whether it's formatted, whether it's RE-formatted (missed some stuff first time around), what order it comes in, whether it has a cover, yadayadayada. Extremely tedious, extremely exciting.
It's not too different from the previous draft, but with a few teaks to the fonts, spacing, and colors.
In other news, here's a screenshot of the spreadsheet I am using to weed through the stories. I am making sure: the story is pulled from Lush, what kind of story it is, whether it's in the final draft document, whether it's edited, whether it's formatted, whether it's RE-formatted (missed some stuff first time around), what order it comes in, whether it has a cover, yadayadayada. Extremely tedious, extremely exciting.
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
Quote by Ping
But that puppy is so darn happy. And it makes you go, "Ah, isn't that cute. They're playing."
Ae you now just going to random threads to find an excuse to post this disgusting picture?
I think the non-consentual tea-bagging, as well as beastiality implications, and the interspecies sexual situations, should get you baanned from the site until you've learned your lesson (not sure what that lesson is, but I am sure you need to learn it).
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
Quote by GraceW
I'm sure Ping, being Ping, has done something to truly warrant your ire. Feeding this little thing is not one of them. Tarantulas need love too.
We'll have a pot of tea please wonderful barkeep.
Hey, Grace. I LOVE taratulas. We havve quite a few of them in these parts. But I am quite fond of Sara too, and want her to have her mini-marshmallows.
Besides, won't marshmallows make spiders sick?
Despite the mild maple overtones, Lyf did a yeoman's job on the köffee. Thanks dude.
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
Ah, the unquenchable Curvy, once again rescuing the caffeine-deprived with her Bertha management skillz. I still taste a hint of those medicinal gummis, but I am not complaining.
Thanks for the props from those who have read the new horror short over on the cyan site. I have found yet more typos in the story (it got sent back, desevedly, for the mistakes in the first submission, and yet still there are more). My apologies to the mods. Should have given it over to a second pair of eyes first. I also found a place where I can cut some of the pesky exposition at the beginning, but first things first.
I may pivot to erotica for a bit, though I do have a horror story nearly written in my head.
Long day ahead. Köffee please.
Thanks for the props from those who have read the new horror short over on the cyan site. I have found yet more typos in the story (it got sent back, desevedly, for the mistakes in the first submission, and yet still there are more). My apologies to the mods. Should have given it over to a second pair of eyes first. I also found a place where I can cut some of the pesky exposition at the beginning, but first things first.
I may pivot to erotica for a bit, though I do have a horror story nearly written in my head.
Long day ahead. Köffee please.
Gravelly-Voiced Fucker
We've not met, Alexis. Good luck on your contest entry.
Hey Sara! Ping has been spotted feeding your mini-marshmallows to the tarantuala. Thought you should know.
And Ping, I don't think LJ is of the school where doing donuts in the snow of a parking lot will cure her of her fears. It may actually raise her fears. Though I agtee dribing in snow is fun (as opposed to driving in freezing rain, which scares the piss out of me, and which I only do when absolutely necessary).
I've got another installment of the horror flash series (working title for the whole series: Mother of Glass, Mother of Tears) up over at the site that rhymes wiith "igloo." Sorry for my terrible proof-reading on this one, Bill, and thanks for reading it (twice!).
https://www.storiesspace.com/stories/horror/doorways.aspx
Hey Sara! Ping has been spotted feeding your mini-marshmallows to the tarantuala. Thought you should know.
And Ping, I don't think LJ is of the school where doing donuts in the snow of a parking lot will cure her of her fears. It may actually raise her fears. Though I agtee dribing in snow is fun (as opposed to driving in freezing rain, which scares the piss out of me, and which I only do when absolutely necessary).
I've got another installment of the horror flash series (working title for the whole series: Mother of Glass, Mother of Tears) up over at the site that rhymes wiith "igloo." Sorry for my terrible proof-reading on this one, Bill, and thanks for reading it (twice!).
https://www.storiesspace.com/stories/horror/doorways.aspx