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by Inkwan

Do u ever go to the movies to see a classic you missed originally on the big screen? If so, which ones? What makes it worth it to you?

by Inkwan

What's the best book of random tables you own? Or, your most used?

by HiveGod

For those keeping score, this wasn't conceived or written to any specific music, but more tapped out like morse code from the keening of the zeitgeist.

by HiveGod

Connecting the dots:

hivegod wrote:

I tend to look at my calendar the way a medieval peasant might: there's stuff that happens every season, there's stuff that happens "in a while", and then there's the blazing now. As you might expect, this gives rise to situations—like when spacetime folded over and I realized that someone horrible had given me two deadlines inside the same week! (Reader, you know that horrible someone was me.)

Now-me figured that future-me could handle this—no problem—so he fucked current-me by reading comics and watching movies and sleeping instead of writing his ass off. As the deadlines loomed I fantasized about getting sick or breaking an arm or just not doing it. In the same way the living envy the dead in apocalyptic scenarios, I envied those hollow saps who lean on AI.

Instead, I made my oblations at alien altars and summoned my muse (the sexy librarian one with the sneer) and had her strap me in. I banged out The Bride's Prosthetic and presented it at a literary salon on Saturday to much acclaim.

Halfway there. Now all I had to do was finish up a choose-your-own-adventure joint for a podcast on Tuesday, where I'd been invited back because the last time I was on was their most downloaded episode, so no pressure. I mean, it's just a bunch of short paragraphs scattered like one of Burroughs' cut-ups, right? But you have to produce the text, then map it all out and make sure it works, which is a recursive process where the map pushes the paragraphs and the paragraphs push the map and and and... Yeah, it's a nightmare hallway.

Again, fantasies of lost limbs and house fires so I wouldn't be a liar when I let them know I couldn't possibly make it.

But I did. We recorded last night. It was a hit.

It turns out past-me was right, goddammit.

Flexes creative muscles, whole world warps around me.