I’ve written before on editing WordPress locally, but recent circumstances (moving my blog to another server) made me take another look at it. I had written a utility previously that was based on git, but on reflection git is unnecessary. So, stripped out most of the code and moved it into wordpress-shuffle, that allow you [...]

White socks mate. This is the conclusion I’ve come to after looking at my sock drawer, which is entirely inhabited by white socks. I am convinced that I did not buy all those socks. I believe that they mate and reproduce when I go to sleep at night. Alas, black socks do not mate in [...]

Long Nanowrimo rant here. On Friday, I worked on my novel. Ah, my novel. I think I’ve mention in scathing terms how I feel about doing a romantic comedy. Nonetheless, even though every word is forced out with blood, I’ve managed to keep up fairly well, even hitting 25,000 words on Saturday, exactly to schedule. [...]

Nanowrimo get together in Cupertino. I made it there late, and I walk into the back of Coffee Society and the place is absolutely packed with writers, all writing away. There were a few other people that were working intently on their stuff and looking around, wondering what the hell was happening and why all [...]

Part 1 A young boy was studying Zen and went to his master to ask a question about some aspect of enlightenment. He walked into his master’s meditation room and found it filled with bamboo walls. “Master, where are you?” asked the young boy. “I am right here in the room,” said the master. “Why [...]

She came to me, then, just after I had slain the monster and was picking gristle out of my hair. She was very beautiful and I was worried that I didn’t look good since I couldn’t get the blood out of my shirt. “So, I’ve slain the monster. Can I please be happy now?” “I’ll [...]

I’m starting to get jazzed about Nanowrimo. Nanowrimo is this insane exercise in self-flagellation whereby thousands of brave souls vow to finish a 50,000 word novel in a mere month. In many ways, it is very liberating… having to write so quickly means that I don’t stress over getting everything perfect. Two years ago I [...]

She came to me while I was rooting around on all fours in the couch; always an awkward position to be found in by a beautiful woman. “You wanted to save the world, once,” she said. “I still want to,” I replied, “but I can’t find my car keys.” “You might want to hurry up [...]

She came before me out of the moist predawn ground, as insubstantial as the morning fog, breathtaking beauty obscured by her very nature. “Boo,” she said. “Boo to you too,” I replied. “Are a ghost?” “I am the Ghost of Dreams Past,” she replied. “I am here to show you what you once dreamed for…” [...]

From The Lost Acts Of Shakespeare: Scene III. A fire burns in the middle of the woods. The full moon can be seen in the background. POLONIUS stands by the fire, warming his hands. FEANE enters, dejectedly. Polonius: Hark, comrade! Feane: Hark. Polonius: Thou seemst sad and weary of life, Feane; what botherst thou? Feane: [...]

The room was small, the furniture plain. A man and a woman were arguing, and tempers were flying. The man was so angry that he could barely contain himself. Finally, seeing red, he yelled, “I never want to see you again.” With that, the woman grew cold and sad, and said in a small voice, [...]

Today was: taking the day off work and writing in a white haze, as quickly as I could type, linking the visions I had together with words; and, when the dust had settled (and two coffee shops and two battery charges later), discovering that I had written 12,000 words in one day to finish at [...]

I signed up for NaNoWriMo — National Novel Writing Month. Already I’m thinking: what the hell was I thinking? The idea is simple if mind-numbing in scope. You try to write a novel, along with 5,000 other souls, in one month. That works out to about 1700 words per day. This is… a lot of [...]

I’ve decided to get much more into writing, so I finally went down to the local library, took the test (you can only miss five or less, I know some people that have taken it two or three times), and got my artistic license. It’s only the basic literary license; I’m allowed to merge story [...]