Bernard sat on the steps leading up to the workshop, surrounded by boxes he and Curtis had carted down from his old office and quarters. The first thing he had done upon receiving his undignified notice was call up his sister to help him move out. Myrna had said she would be by a little later with her truck. Now, it’s a lot later. And there’s still no truck.
Read more “TSOCID – Chapter Three”December 1994
North Pole
The first thing that told Bernard something was wrong was the sickening sense of déjà vu that hit his gut as he watched the sleigh descend from the ceiling. Had it been any other time, he would have brushed it off as part of the repetitious nature of the yearly job. But he knew enough about magic to recognize some of the subtle clues it left behind. Something, besides the sleigh, was up.
Read more “TSOCID – Chapter One”Okay, so I’m going to give a little bit of explanation before presenting the actual writing. My tendency when writing is to write a little bit, start editing it, then never write anything else because I can’t stop editing! So to avoid this pitfall, I’ve utilized the power of a really cool website called http://uniqcode.com/typewriter/. For those of you who don’t want to click away from the amazing mediocrity that is my website, here’s a quick explanation: it’s a really cool typewriter simulator that allows you to save pdfs of the pages. It is also impossible to get what you’ve written out on the pages into any word-processor-editing-software-thing without just retyping the entire thing, because the pdfs and the site won’t let you. (Believe me, I tried.) Which is perfect for someone trying to just get one shitty rough draft done with before messing with it to make it purty!
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