May 2013
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The kids are perched all around on stools and chairs while some of them use flat rectangles of plastic to sweep up the shattered mess of the prep table. Most of them are standing around the refrigeration unit in the back. I pull myself inside, completely ignored, and grasp at rolling capsules trying to get one in my hand. My clumsy fist sends them scattering like roaches. Sobbing fills my ears...
March 2013
2 posts
My trial went smoothly. I was there, apparently, just vibed out. A playback shows me clearly zonked and smiling calmly in a MedCorps pod while the proceedings transpired over my head. Accountability deemed my direct participation unnecessary due to the relative disproportion of my infograph contextual weight versus the overwhelming amount of various types of evidence they discovered once I was...
In order to proceed, I have to purchase my own surgery. This is because the FEED ToS indicates that a citizen of Union Civic can’t be forced to accept a TYPE conversion without agreeing to accept the surgery voluntarily. This is just one example of how the FEED criminal rehabilitation system works: nothing that happens to a criminal, short of detainment, is done without their approval. This...
February 2013
1 post
She steps aside and cracks him across the temple with a chunk of cinder, knocking him to the ground. She proceeds to kneel on top of him and slam the thing across his face over and over again until the rest of them catch up, drag her off and hold her with her arms behind her back. A searchlight blasts across the road and I can feel the incapacitance vibes from here. Everyone slackens up and...
January 2013
4 posts
”We need to make a decision,” she says as she puts her hands inside of my shirt to thaw them out, “You need to make a decision.” Where do I want to do? Images flit past in my mind’s eye projected across the stinging lockdown on my eyes: a desert of dry sand, a jungle overflowing with primate life, an ocean where I’m diving off of a rock so hot it burns my feet...
a shitty sitcom parody aside i wrote during...
MARRIED TO DOWNTOWN: A SITUATION COMEDY FOR THE CIVIC FAMILY HOUSEHOLD.
Starring Swayze as the Civic Husband, Delay as the Civic Wife, Timba as the Family Friend and Bieber as the Multifaceted Teenager.
[Setting is a cutaway of a very typical Civic median income family household downtown. One entire floor of their building is occupied by three people, each of them using a segment of the floor as...
second bit
[SWAYZE: (looking at his outfit with disgust) You look like you were dressed by a plague riot!]
[laughter]
[TIMBA: You should know: you designed it!]
[laughter as Swayze shrugs]
[SWAYZE: Postmodern man.]
[laughter]
[DELAY: Barbara or Yolandi, Timba?]
[TIMBA: Definitely the Yolandi, Delay/Baby. (The words are stereo-mixed so that the left hears “Delay” and the right hears...
final bit
[SWAYZE: Hey champ! Lose any more money on finding a girlfriend?]
[laughter]
[BIEBER: I have a girlfriend dad!]
[SWAYZE: Oh right, I forgot about your estrogen injection!]
[laughter as Bieber rolls his eyes]
[SWAYZE: So what’ve you been doing on Civic Editorial lately?]
[BIEBER: Postmodern Man, dad!]
[SWAYZE: But son, that’s me! Last time I checked, pederasty was still...
December 2012
5 posts
“What’s FEED saying about me?” I ask. She says “Nothing new.” I don’t see her app anywhere. “Where’s your access?” She shrugs, “Its off. I cracked the casing in the back and deactivated it. I’m not turning it on either, not yet.”
“How will we … find our way back?” I look at her helplessly,...
SECOND HARF
“I’m sorry, but some people have been saying that it isn’t,” she opens her eyes wide, “My grandson, before he left with his wife and the boys, he said he was headed south to a … community. He said that *they* say it’s the dawning of a new era.”
I nod, put on the sympathy, “I know, it’s a shame. So much confusion right now. Some, uh,...
STORY I WROTE FOR WRITER'S GROUP
“Here, read from the top. Don’t consider signing anything until you’ve looked it over in full.”
She looks like a kind lady. It takes her fingers several seconds to unfold a pair of spectacles.
“I saw your advertisement. Bless channel 7, I don’t know how they’re still broadcasting.”
“It’s a mystery. I produced the spot here in...
At the bottom of this mop bucket there’s a layer of black sediment. In the light of FEED I can see an oily film floating on top. My head is on fire and I want to lie down, but I don’t know how long I have left before my time is up with Delay. I can’t drink this. Every time I swallow my throat sticks to itself. My hand dips down into it, brings the water close to my lips and I...
Rain bounces off of the birdhouse roof as we sit huddled together for warmth in a corner, blankets sweaters sheets and comforters surrounding us in a musty mildew embryo. The light of the glowing tabula inside of our tent of cloth illuminates our dirty little faces. We smell terrible, the blankets smell terrible, everything smells terrible. I have no basis for comparison and neither does Stop....
November 2012
3 posts
[privacy measures in effect] VPS+DIPLO|KALO is looking me in the eye as he grants me temporary access to the executive backweb [we need to come to an agreement on your relationship with DIPLO]. He’s sitting in a moulded plastic chair behind a decorative desk, his FEED visual style staining the chalk white room patterns of sea green and port purple. His glossy black eyes take stock of me,...
[so are you Swayze] he asks me and I [shrug] [no / but i’m sure you don’t believe that]. He [agrees] [i don’t believe that]. The interior of the vehicle is soundproof and the air is stiff as stones. [i just wanted to know because i’ve always admired Swayze’s contributions to Aesthetics] oh he’s a fan. I never expect fans from Civic. [i’d thank you if...
“The elegant nature of game theory is that it’s all-inclusive, just like all of FEED was intended to be. It speaks to our very humanity and validates it without pitting it against itself, at least to any self-destructive consequence. Now, here’s where PORTER COLE and I butt heads and where he starts being extremely wrong: he wants to further pursue composite intelligence in...
October 2012
12 posts
[WHY WONDER?] decides it’s best to lead us there itself hanging in the air like a Will-o-Wisp glowing bright with its own sun-tinting to keep from washing out. The early afternoon sun doesn’t seem to be very strong anyway: too hot, too bright for the downtown mood. Trueheart a’Freja needed a dimmer to become her own light source for the parade which we’re many streets...
[Chimera event proceeded to develop over the course of several days, specific conditions as of yet unknown. Protective closed-type sheathe, compromised via unknown means, allowed for Chimera event agent to infect host cells].
So now FlyLo is in Quarantine ward suffering from a case of mutant Stack which doctors and staff are trying to fix before it kills him, cripples him, gives him uncomfortable...
The crew has found love and adventure, tell you about it in a minute, but right now I’m just killing time. PYRE is polyphoric. Its disintegration gives birth to something resembling pyroclastic fog in thin streams that thread downards into the pit it floats above. Looking up you can see the molten bottom surface of PYRE forming a geometric and angular knife point cutting straight down....
Technically speaking, FEED is only limited in terms of personal accessibility by how many nodes, call them “Locus” or “Loci” since we’re implicitly talking LP Services tech, can spread it. LocusPoint Services technology, the Union Civic infocom giant who has yet to suffer a competitor, is based on the placement of primary broadcast Loci extendable ad-hoc via...
Now before Yeezy gets his face punched in let me break the next few seconds down into frames. We’ve got hot-headed Uri.Pinter▄, with his service sector black block badge, clenching a fist and his app says he’s [mad] like anybody couldn’t tell. Yeezy, who has managed to start serious shit just five minutes into our fucking ride which I’d call a record for him, has just...
Planner and Kruger laid out the necessary role of technology for the new America, and how crucial its place would be in terms of networking, communication, and maintaining constructive goal-oriented thinking. Most important, Planner stated, was a sense of hope. The plague was the closest Earth had seen to an apocalypse since the extinction of the dinosaurs. Hope was going to be their product,...
Five slumming civvies are all huddled by the loading platform, clumped around FEED like penguins in Queen Maud Land as we pass. Timba pretends he’s building up a huge sneeze, taking lungfuls of exaggerated breaths, before breezing a hail of spit across their crisp little heads.
”Sorry” Timba sniffs and chokes back laughter as these skub dig around in their coats like mad....
[FEEDSource has issues dealing with anybody lacking a standing infograph, it’s a root issue. didn’t you check the latest on Source Tech from NewsFEED? they’re re-writing FEEDSource again from the ground up. within a generation the reliance on the infograph as a basis for contextual interface might be obsolete, focusing more on macroscale trending utilizing Lucas Tower theory of...
[current game theory is still learning to take full advantage of FEEDSource but as a developing field it’s a very well woven ball of yarn. Game theory right now is focused around making sure that user interests line up with the flow of the games, so specialists really have to stay on top of their shit to keep track of civic trends and also the general state of the Union in order to hoist...
KeithPOL, a mugging populist and probably the biggest name right now on EdCo, wrote an article I never read because his pandering tone nauseates me. Here’s a sample:
[LAKES NEED TIME TO EASE THEIR TOES IN].
He draws a metaphor about the non-civilians living in the Lakes Metro miles: a blind man feels heat but he doesn’t know if it’s a camp fire or a house fire.
[Consistent...
expcerprt
The report shifts into a composite statement by Kruger, a visual synthesis compiled from appropriate responses taken over several interviews. You can tell it’s a composite due to this subtle tinny sound, almost metallic, when he exhales. You could call it the audio equivalent of imperfect anti-aliasing. Kruger’s age in the composite is indeterminate but he must be in his eighties by...
excerpting
It starts with a bad taste in the mouth like mouldy chocolate followed by oral lesions, precipitating hypersalivation: common assumption is thrush or a common case of cold sores. Already the victim is thirsty, they’re drinking more than usual to get the taste out of their mouth. Then there’s sweating, mild malaise, aches and pains in the joints. Once the sweat starts you feel the real...
September 2012
2 posts
another excerpt
[fuck south] is causing a storm because big baby RossRhianna is [mad]. Rhianna, that townie he’s got on a pattern loop of kicking to the curb and hoisting back up on her heels, has him convinced she’s from the southern miles. Timba and Beebs feed his [mad] by spamming pictures of womb-scarred kids from Turnpike-Four-Mile and Mall-Alley-Mile, two downtrodden areas easy to pick on where...
this is a contextless excerpt from what i'm...
FEED is trash. No need to be mad about it, we can admit this out loud. FEED is cheap talk, silica compost. FEED is shit and shine. I called FEED my girlfriend when I was a kid, age of nine or ten. I said I wanted to marry FEED, glowing FEED. I looked up to FEED because I didn’t have FEED. Almost-literal ivory towers downtown, antennas visible on a clear day in spite of the curve of the...
February 2011
2 posts
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nanananaheynanananana story nanana
”It won’t be long from now,” I thought to myself, “That my head sinks back in again.”
Atop the hill I’d found perhaps three or so miles from the stream one could still see the freeway. Police were still combing the countryside and I could see their vehicles from a distance maneuvering down the dirt roads that wove through the incidental copses and groves of...
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"unexplained acronym: tTaV" moves towards...
”I’m KIIIIING of the FOOOOOOREST,” belted out the bigger one, stomping away and the other one followed yelling, “Okay so I’m the prince of the forest” and they became smothered by trees. Their voices continued on towards the creek and I followed close behind using their uncontrolled bleating as a guide for distance. They shouted about ruling the forest and...
January 2011
2 posts
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story goes on
I wasn’t dead. I wasn’t in Hell. I was still on this Earth. I was nearly broken in two. I’d left the car far behind. I’d crawled on hands and knees, my body at a ninety-degree angle. I’d slumped within a crevasse in the earth. I hadn’t slept: I cannot sleep and I cannot tire. My arms had done the work of many men hauling my shattered body through the forest...
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herp derping story
I swore the city was on fire when I arrived in Lois’ neighborhood. It was blazing with orange light and all around me were sounds, images, impressions of forces converging on my invisible trail. I had to kill another driver just to get to where I was. I managed to stuff him, mostly concealed, into a dumpster some blocks from a restaurant under a bridge that I remembered visiting at some...
December 2010
18 posts
HEY GOYZ
THANKS FOR REBLOGGING WRITING THAT I BURPED UP
MIND = BLOWN
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tTaV excerpt number i forget
In the moon the face of a child still hovered. My ears, deaf to the people trying to help me to my feet, only heard a faint humming sound slipping into my ear that seemed to originate from outer space above and beyond the clouds. The only significance this sound seemed to resonate with was that it was beautiful beyond comprehension and it sounded like it came so far away, so utterly beyond all...
“I’m hungry, but I can’t eat because I despise the cook.”
when you punish children you create liars
if you don’t like children, stay away from children
do not complicate their lives any further
your life is already too complicated if you’re an average human being:
you don’t know what you’re doing half of the time
if you do know what you’re doing, you don’t know why you’re doing it
if you know why...
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tTaV first draft goin' along
Today I fully realized exactly how carefree a first draft is. There is nothing that should not be done when writing it. It is essentially an outline with bountiful flavor and done primarily in the active voice. Its quality should not just be disregarded, but not even remotely considered. Quality and a first draft need not touch: it is a welcome guest should it randomly stumble into the work but...
this holiday makes me uncomfortable and i’d prefer to ignore it.
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tTaV excerpt - continuing thing
I sat with my back to the corrupted Christ that Liliana had stapled to the wall feeling its presence like a hammer poised to shatter my skull. She was trying to massage the blood back into my hand. I would have laughed at her but I was too tense, my jaw tight to shatter my teeth. “You’ve got a circulation problem,” she said. “Y-yeah,” I muttered. Sitting there...
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Naked And Freezing My Ass Off In Paris While A...
I can’t wait for the day that the Eiffel tower bores even the woman
who stripped naked and fucked it until they hauled her off to a hospital
and everyone wraps their charcoal coat around an umbrella
and books tickets to California.
I can’t wait for that day;
it’s only worth living here if you own steel shutters
and I’m out here on a mattress
soaked to the bone
in...
I occasionally remember some things happening like by brother breaking his chair in the middle of dinnertime by slamming it into the floor. He was furious.
I think it was because my mom and dad weren’t listening to what he was saying. This is normal for families, I think, which means that it’s normal for families to feel miserable and then pretend that they don’t the next day....
I need to remember that it is impossible to force someone to realize something.
fhfdjfhdjhfjehfh i feel so incompetent at narrative
and its like the part of my brain that comes up with poetry is jammed full of caulk
where has my fascination gone
when I was a teenager I was given a gift: it was a postcard of Picasso’s Guernica
I never looked at a painting and thought much of it before I’d received that thing and when I looked at it, I was standing in the back-room of a theater beside an electrical box with switches for dimming the stage lights, a machine I’d barely been taught how to use but I got the feeling I was...
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tTaV continues and continues and continues
An aside: restrooms are the most private of places and therefore an excellent place to victimize someone. Restrooms always have locks on their doors, and it’s not terribly difficult to convince or trick someone into entering them depending on your locale or situation. It’s very easy to get a child to enter a restroom, or a home bathroom, if they consider you in-charge. Restrooms are...
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tTaV gaiden - dunno where this'll go
In this story, the protagonist is a vampire. He is supposed to be gradually suffering more and more from something that every vampire suffers which is the loss of their memories, identity and self-awareness as they age until they lose themselves completely. I have decided to junk writing the story as a contiguous series of plot-related events and, instead, write the plot from the perspective of...
i think i'm just rewriting American Psycho with a...
OH WELL
The bell tolled, rocking me back on my heels with the force of reverence, and from out of the church poured thousands upon thousands of teenage girls. All of their hearts, I could hear them, beat with the speed of of a mouse like a constant trilling hum and as I watched their skirts swished and beat the air and between some of their legs leaked the source of all life. Their faces were...
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taking stock of things
I need to edit and somehow submit this short story to someone somewhere, like a contest or something, and title it beforehand.
And then:
* Finish the vampire story
And then decide which story to work on:
* Jersey Shore retro-enthusiasts try to survive the Chinese Imperialist Army as it invades America in the distant future
* Several young people are part of the trial of a new anti-depressant...
