Ye Olde Wordsmith Shoppe - Wiphset

Tired of such insipid drivel as the Twilight and Harry Potter series?  Hungry for something a little more adult and a lot less tween?  Get in line.  Also, might I suggest you read The Professor and the Madman: A Tale of Murder, Insanity, and the Making of the Oxford English Dictionary by Simon Winchester, an alternately engaging and informative account of the curious historical circumstances surrounding the creation of the first edition of the Oxford English Dictionary.

Lumberjack bearded lunatics; crackpot assassination conspiracies; stuffy Oxford academics; and cold-blooded accidental killing—how could you possibly go wrong?

Now this post is not a book review, nor is it meant to be a detailed plot synopsis or advertisement for Mr. Winchester's book (although if he or HarperCollins wish to throw some marketing cash my way for plugging a 1998 book, I shall begrudgingly accept).  In fact, the only reason that I even mention Winchester's book, aside from the fact that I enjoyed it, is that it serves as a pseudo-suitable introduction to [what I hope] will become a semi-regular addition to [F]ap [Cr]iction.  Or not.  My every whim is god here.

But My Wife Thinks I'm Funny

Like many aspiring young writers I supplement my creativity-stifling day job with freelance writing work.  Although I enjoy moderate success, I won't be turning full-time freelance anytime in the near future as I am too accustomed to such opulent luxuries as employer-sponsored health insurance, non-bouncing paychecks and living indoors.  Regardless, the extra cash is nice and it's an admitted ego boost when you do what you love and someone else willingly pays you to do so. 

This must be how porn stars feel every day.

Flash Fiction - Jumper

Those who know me well know two things: (1) I tend to say things better left unsaid and (2) brevity is not my strong suit. I submitted the following piece to Quickfiction.org, the idea being to compose a short story in 500 words or less. Needless to say, it took some serious work for me to get my word count under 500.

It was a good writing exercise and I'm proud of the result. But, ultimately, it was not accepted for publication. In the interest of brevity, that's all I'll say on the matter. Enjoy.

Ghosts of Posts' Past

The title of this entry is awful.  I know this.  However, after giving birth to such a wretched composition, I decided to keep it as a reminder to myself.  Don't try too hard to be clever.  Just write.

Self-deprecation complete, let's move on to the Gallery of Rogues (which would have made a slightly better title).

Prelude Zero

I write.

More often than not, I create something awful, clichéd or just plain incoherent. Occasionally I stumble upon something exceptional. My point here, is that I hope to stumble more often.

And that's what passes for an introduction these days.