Tag: writing
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Old Friend
The arrival was always signaled by the splatter of drips. This time, the slow uneven squelch of congealed mud, and blood. There was often blood. Swirling to mix with the muddy pools in the tattered mess of what had once been a pumpkin farm, but had recently been tarnished by the battlefield. The sword had…
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Faerie Fire
Living in the broom closet masquerading as a room above the bar was never a long term solution, just somewhere to stay dry ’til finding my feet. Adam loved the arrangement, some poor sod always around to ward off ne’er-do-wells not to mention kicking out the regulars once they’d reached the bottom of their wallets.…
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Writing in a Post ChatGPT World
From the outset it should be said that I use ChatGPT pretty much daily and think it is an amazing piece of technology set to change the course of human history (as if it hasn’t already done so). But now the act of putting thoughts to paper in my own often grammatically dubious and bumbling…
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The Usefulness of a Thing
I haven’t written here for a while, not for the lack of will or giving at least a genuine if feeble effort. I’ve become stuck posting anything by the trap of it “being worth sharing”. Which is exactly the opposite of the reason for this blog! This is space exists solely to allow my personal…
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