That seems to have satisfied something within me. That's the last time I published any fiction here. But the stories are fun, so hey. Read them!
April 25, 2008:
Richards (8743 words)
This was the first one I wrote - it just kind of came tumbling out before I knew it.
May 30, 2008:
Tales of the Singularity: Lord Cthulhu Walks the Desert (2257 words)
So I had this tasty idea while walking the dog on the beach yesterday - a series of stories in a folk-tale style about events leading up to the Singularity. The dog loved the idea (although, to be fair, she likes all my ideas.) Anyway, by evening I'd written the first one, which isn't a folk tale, but something that actually happened. This is the shortest piece of fiction I've ever written, except for stuff that's not regular story-style prose (by which I mean Toonbots scripts and the occasional forum post.) I hope you like it.
July 14, 2008:
And then I got BoingBoing'd ... and the Muse moved on.
April 13, 2014:
This actually reminds me of Derek Sivers's advice: keep your goals secret. (Cute URL, too.) Psychological studies show that talking about your goals to people gives you a sense of completion - and in this case, getting noticed for my writing gave me that same sense of completion. In this case, it's probably OK. I don't live from my writing. But it's an interesting notion. If you want to stay productive, stay private.