It's been some time since I've been active here. I've missed you guys very much but not this buggy sight. That's why the thumbnails to some of my stuff remains wonky, I just don't have the time it takes to keep messing with them to make them look presentable. It's also why I haven't uploaded anything new here for a while.
But like I said, I miss you all, so if anyone is still around to read this please post so we can catch up.
Last time I wrote I had Nephrostomy to drain my kidney which tried to kill me because it became infected due to a congenital defect that meant the tube connecting my kidney and bladder didn't for properly. That's now been replaced with a stent and oh boy was I singing a soprano for a month every time I took a piss! That's eased off as long as I don't do any heavy lifting or too much physical stuff, which is driving me nuts enough to seriously consider the operation... Aside from that, it's all good.
Does anyone use other writing/art based sites? Pref something community based where you can upload your stuff and have a chat with other artists, like this place but without the nightmare tech!
Thank you to my new watchers and all those of you who have faved my stories. You guys rock!
My original stories.
"Oh, fuck! Look at that one. She looks like the bride of Frankenstein!" Tom chuckled.
"More like the bride of Chucky." Craig added as he watched the Zed ambling down the road below. It slowly walked past the apartment building they were holed up in, a piece of its torn wedding dress trailed along behind it like a white flag on a piece of string. It was just one of hundreds of dead bodies that were currently shambling along the city streets these days.
"What's she got in her hand there? She holding something?"
Craig put his binoculars down on the windowsill and rubbed his eyes. "Probably her bouquet. Guess she never got chance to throw it, poor bitch." He was about to suggest they figure out their next move, when Tom muttered, "What the fuck..?"
Absolute Power."Are you aware, Anin?"
"Do you recognise my voice?"
"Yes. You are Practitioner..."
"That's right. And why can't you..."
"I know. It's ok, I'm not looking for you, but your voice is my guide."
"Good, Anin. Very good. Where are you? Describe your surroundings, please."
"Ok. I'm... Oh! I'm here in the park, again... Practitioner?"
"Sorry, Anin. I'm here. You recognise your surroundings?"
"Yes. I've been here before... Haven't I?"
"What do you see, Anin?"
"Er, there are... the tall things either side of me..."
"They're trees, Anin."
"Yes! Trees. And seats made out of the same... similar material as the trees. It's difficult to see clearly, as if through a haze or mist..."
"It is fog, Anin. What are you feeling?"
"Chilly... Its... winter. Damn! This is the same place I keep coming back to, isn't it?"
"You have... visited this place before, yes."
"Focus, please, Anin. We have a job to do."
"Sorry. Wait! There's something... moving, up ahead."
Mass Effect shorts.
Mass Effect novel. Resolution.
Synopsis and all 13 chapters @
Resolution: Alternative ending short.