Dream, 09/02/02 I met some people somewhere, three women and a man I thought very attractive. His hair was silk-soft. I sat next to him and played with it. It was a shopping center? A business complex? On waking, the closest thing I can compare it to is some of the indoor areas in Minneapolis, […]

Projects. Notes to myself for the coming week: Chick list, Editing, and another damn dream.

Yeah. Before you ask, yes, I’m bothered by a recurring self-doubt and a sense that I haven’t accomplished what I could have.

Dream, 09/01/02 I had to get a couple of people out of this house. The first one had made it to some kind of armored vehicle, and I was trying to trick the second one into joining him. The second guy didn’t want to go, not because he wanted to stay, but because he thought

Ditched. What follows was going to be the new opening for “Abominable,” which I just sent to a contest at New Genre (see below). I wrote it because Lee said, when he first read it, that he had problems reconciling the last half of the story with the first half, because it’s so — out

Dream, 08/29/02. Lee and I are looking at a place where we can build our dream home, but the it turns out the place wasn’t what we wanted. It was more like an upper-middle class religious compound than a place for a home, no matter how much we liked our potential neighbors. All of a

And yet more bragging. And I made dim sum and hotnsour soup. Neener neener. Both good, but somehow the sauce for the dim sum conflicts with the hot and sour soup, so not as pleasing as I’d hoped. Individually very good.

And submission: Doyce kindly directed me toward a contest at New Genre. Squeaking in just under the wire, I’ve sent in “Abominable,” a horror story whose plot I shan’t reveal. It makes me shiver every time I read through it. Mostly because some of the scenes are set in the Great Plains during the winter.

Published! See “Games” at Toasted Cheese. It wasn’t supposed to be up until tomorrow, but I checked. It’s there, there, thaaaaay-re!

Clean. Yesterday I cleaned the apartment. The good news is that the apartment is now clean. The bad news is that Lee couldn’t find the set of keys with the housekeys on it, so I had to pop out a screen, get snagged on something, and shatter the glass as I tried to get unstuck.