Did you know failblog has a subsection called “Sketchy Bunnies”?
Check the bunny in the banner, that one alone is enough to keep you up at night…and our pal in the pic above is a close second. *shudder*
Month: April 2012
How It All Went Down
aka “The Twisted Ankle Tale”:
We had just gotten home from grocery shopping, which I hate hate hate to do (why can’t the food just, like, appear?) I was on my way to the soup drawer* to put away, well, soup, and Zoey, our ginormous female cat, got under my feet. I decided to gracefully sidestep her, thus sparing both of us any trauma whatsoever…it didn’t go like that. I stepped full on her (I still don’t know which part of her) and somehow came down wrong on my foot. Cue flashing lights and little cartoon birds. My husband, C, came to my aid but I was worried I’d broken the cat’s leg or something, so told him to go look after her.
She was cowering behind a chair in the kitchen, then came out growling and spitting and hissing. She ran into the living room and attacked our scaredy cat, Jade, who held her own surprisingly well. It was all National Geographic in there; claws and fangs and spiked black fur everywhere. C ran in there and pulled them apart. He was rewarded with nasty cuts all up his arms.
Then cat piss! Everywhere! Delightful! and both cats ran upstairs.
So Zoey is behind the chair in my office, making horrific noises, and I’m trying to lure her out as I’m bawling because I’m in pain and thinking I’ve caused her serious harm, and Jade is trying to come in the room and C is dripping blood everywhere.
Finally, after wet food and treats, Zoey comes out. She’s skittish all night, but otherwise fine. The cuts on C’s arms are not so bad once clean. Jade is her normal doofy self and seems relatively unfazed. I’m left with an ankle that throbs with my pulse and a huge goose-egg on my shin where a can of soup clonked me a good one.
Moral of the story: I am not a ballerina. And I need to watch where the fuck I’m going sometimes.
*I’m not sure how the soup drawer happened. It’s just a deep drawer full of cans of soup.
No Real Update Today
…twisted the everloving fuck out of my ankle. On the couch now with ice. More tomorrow.
How to Talk About Your Story Without Giving Details
As you know, I’m working on a new project.
As you also know, I don’t talk about stories I’m working on.
Sometimes I want to talk about the work, especially when I’m happy with the way it’s falling together, but I loathe giving away details before the story’s basically finished. Instead, I have this bad habit of making really awkward metaphors, which probably don’t tell anyone why I’m so excited in the first place.
I was trying just now to tell my husband about the new book/stories/thingy that I’m working on, and I didn’t want to jinx myself by telling him what exactly it’s all about.
This is what happened:
“Okay, so there’s a really obvious…thing…that connects the stories. Like BAM! right in your face. Say it’s a bunch of stories about dogs. ‘Kay? Now, there’s also a more subtle theme; like, say the dogs are like metaphors for the soul or something. Whatever, just listen. Okay, so I just figured out how two of the stories connect, specifically…like, Lassie is the dog in the first story, and she has puppies, then in the second story WHAM! one of puppies is there! There’s like…layers.”
So to those of you who have been asking…there. That’s what the current project is about. Glad I could clear that up for you.
Short Sips, Featuring Yours Truly, is Available Now!
Short Sips just hit Amazon! I’ve been waiting ever so patiently for this one to be published.
Hah, not really. I’m not a patient person.
Anyway, this collection is the only place you’ll find my story, “If It’s an If”. It’s a little different than my usual; this one is more subtle, but just as chilling. It’s one of my favourites, not least because this was the story that got me started in publishing. Awww…
As If I Wasn’t Busy Enough…
I’m chugging along on a multi-part writing project. I’ve been much more organized with my time lately, so I find myself reaching my word goals and actually having time left over.
There’s only one solution to extra time, when you’re a Type A like me.
You take on another massive project.
Enter a giant, beautiful knitted blanket.
(From ShellyKang.com; click the pic for info on her project and pattern.)
It just so happens I have all this yarn around…and lots of spare moments that find me away from my writing and laptop…Oh yes. It WILL be mine.
Happy Friday the 13th! Dark Side 50% Off!
In honour of the holiest-of-holies in the horror world (aside from Halloween, natch), I want to make sure you’re all stocked up on scares.
SO.
This weekend only, I’m knocking off half the cover price of my collection, Dark Side: Seven Repulsive Stories. This deal is only available at Smashwords, and only if you use coupon code ZT98W at checkout. (Coupon expires Sunday.)
These morbid little tales include a sociopathic child, accidental zombies, a couple nasty monsters, and a nod to the horrors of the every day.
Definitely read What’s Inside last. I worry about myself when I think about what happens in that one.
Fuck Yeah.
“This picture I’m gonna do right now is gonna suck, but I’m gonna do it anyways, just to see how bad it’s gonna look.
Fuck yeah.
I may do something REALLY good maybe once a month, but then I completely screw it up once I color it.
Fuck yeah.
I love art.
Fuck yeah.”
by forums user kool-ka-lang on Conceptart.org. Read the rest here, get pumped, and get creating.
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