customer of the day

customer of the day: “hi, can i help with anything today?” customer – best described as vaguely pretty in a tracksuit trailerpark kind of way: “look. i’m just not interested in you, okay?” i, holding up my wedding ring and a grin: “great! i’m not interested in you, either!” customer expression: priceless. i still didn’t [...]
creepy and hatboy – the summertime blues

apparently there ain’t no cure. we’ve been sitting here, in the television room, watching old doctor who episodes for some way to deal with davros, and also because there’s nothing else to do than watch him eat jelly babies. we considered calling him, but he’d never get here on time. i’ve been drinking a lot [...]
freeing the mind with freemind
To start with, I use two monitors. I can’t use one. On one monitor, I have OpenOffice which is for me a more useful and worthwhile program than the Microsoft alternative. Other than being free, it’s stripped down and more reliable, whilst still being able to save in Word format which is obviously required. I use OpenOffice for writing out the story. For plot, I use OpenOffice’s version of Excel. This has been helping me to structure my novel with meticulous care. I need it, because I’m a bit of a chaotician when I am not forcing myself into structured creativity. I lose the plot, so to speak, if I don’t have one carefully constructed.
riplock and the deadspore

“Hello,” said a Goblin from beside him. “Let’s be friends.”
“Let’s not,” Riplock growled. “You guys don’t look as fun as you think.”
He remembered hearing the Rockbiters talk about their berserk fighting technique.
Something, they said, just snaps. And there you go. Blood everywhere.
That’s what they said.
Riplock glared into the purple eyes of the Northman and thought deep inside that glow he could see the Deadspore itself, squirming in the man’s skull, and something inside the Hobgoblin just snapped.


