Guest blogger Alasdair Stuart grew up on a rock in the middle of the Irish sea, a fact that not only instilled in him the ability to create his own fun but also provided him with a bolthole in the event of a zombie uprising. Â He’s grateful for both those things. Â Alasdair hosts
I want to push myself this year. You don’t excel when you write in your comfort zone. You wrap your blankie around you, sip your hot cocoa, and feel satisfied. Not one else gives a poop that you’re warm and happy, though. “Oh, good, another warm and happy story,” they think. “Who is going to [...]
In kung fu, when dealing with a small person (me) up against a much larger opponent (most everyone else), they teach us that to control the body, you control the arm; to control the arm, you control the hand; to control the hand, you control a finger. If I get the right finger lock on [...]
Everyone feels it. But we have to press on.
Also, it’s hot.
Short. Unedited. Free.
I am a roach.
I may not impress you. The filth that I live in, and spread, is genre fiction. It’s ghetto fiction, it’s “why don’t you write something important?” fiction. Other insects—the delicate literary butterfly, the industrious nonfiction ants—look at me with disdain. Why write escapism? Why write about fantastical bullcrap?
The thing is, [...]
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