Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
more ways to hear what I am playing
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Sunday, April 26, 2009
new mix out soon
Friday, February 20, 2009
Dancing Hearts - the Feb. mix
Monday, February 9, 2009
I will return
Friday, January 23, 2009
Love Creature Feature - a new mix
Thursday, January 15, 2009
The Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest: To be awful could be a gift
Since I stumbled across this wordy challenge, I have been scribbling intros to numerous bad stories. At first, the words came quick; so quick I was worried it may be a calling. Should I take on a pen name and start composing dime store Sci-Fi books and cheesy romance novels? I shook that thought and, for now, kept writing just the beginnings of lame tales. With a little notepad, I jot down silly thoughts every time one popped in my mind tank. I was rolling them out nonstop. I was doing one every week but then the steam ran out or I saw something shiny in the corner to distract me from the writing project. Actually it might have been both. Now that it is a new year, I have the gusto to finish some off last year’s projects. This one would be easy to take off my to-do list. I have until April 15th to send as many entries as I like. Here is a list of some the entries I will be proposing as awesome awfulness. Wish me luck.
This was not to be his normal cup of morning coffee, because this was no normal cup of coffee, this was a cup of Magic!
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I found myself in the back of the bus, where we were in the deep thralls of passion, our bodies interwoven, when she reached up to pull the yellow chord and whispered ” I get off here.”
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He fixed light poles for a living but his job was fighting crime!
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Chef Reynolds came running out the kitchen screaming, “The food! It’s alive! The food is alive!” “Damn,” muttered Professor Drake, “it worked.”
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“All the Red Bull in world can’t help me now.” said the fireman astronaut. Our love was like a plane with her and I as the left and right wings, our hearts the left and right turbines, and our minds one fuselage.
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As frank walked his loyal fox terrier around the park his mouth went a agape as he noticed his puppy Oscar was shitting gold!
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For more info in the contest look here