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Twisted Fairytwitters

22 Thursday Sep 2011

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I like twitter fiction. It’s a good exercise for packing in lots of story in tight spaces (which is important at my job, writing video game dialogue in tiny boxes). Also, arbitrary restrictions are the mother-hubbard of creativity. Give me an infinite vacuum and my eyes dilate, and I float about the room with no purpose. Give me restrictions or complications and my creative problem-solving skills get primed. The itchy-itchy sand grain forms the pearl. Find an irritant, and it will make you write things you might not normally have written. A 120 character coffin to cram in is a nice irritant. Here are some bits of twitter fiction I’ve written, on the theme of fractured fairy tales, nursery rhymes, and the like:

  • The clock ate the mouse. Patient is the clock. Waiting is the clock. Churning gore greased gears. Hickory. Dickory. Dock.
  • Peter Piper picked a penny to pay to peek upon a pack of pickled punks and promptly puked at the presentation of misspent spunk.
  • “I swear my first born to thee.” The goblin trades me the glowing key. I then go to my second errand of the day: a vasectomy.
  • Little Dead Wolf-Head Hood walks to grandma’s house, stained axe in hand. Nobody calls her by her old name. Not anymore.
  • They gather once a year at the pumpkin patch, pick goblins in embryo, trade grimoire recipes and gourd-hatching tips. Then, fly away.
  • “Have to go or I’ll turn to a pumpkin,” she said. We laughed. Made out. Then she cried, rolling down the hill, leaving me alone. Again.
  • Wanted a prince. Kissed a frog. Transformation. Consummation. I can feel our thousand young grow under the mucous-slick of my new body.

Other Me, Other You…buttons make better doors than windows

30 Friday Jan 2009

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Wrote a very short, twisted take on a familiar fairytale recently, for a ‘zine my friend Brayton J. Cameron was putting together called Dear Deer Wolf Bear Shark. The story had to feature one of those animals. I almost went with a tale about Bambi’s zombie mother…but I went with the fairytale.

Did you know that “Blog” translates roughly into “Egocentric-living-tombstone” in ancient Sanskrit (as apposed to contemporary Sanskrit)? True story.

On Sunday, filming begins on a short film I wrote titled “Broken Wings” (based on the prelude chapter to an epic poem I wrote, Souls Unsure). It’s about a sad, fallen angel who answers the prayers of a sad, abused little girl. Matty Jacobson shall direct it. More details on that as it happens.

My bestest-scientist-friend, Torrie Turner Jones is very recently published. I hope to learn enough science from her so that I may one day branch off into Mad Science. I also owe her a much deserved brown fedora when she gets her doctorate.

While some of the things in the writing of one of my favorite authors (Neil Gaiman) are quite frightening…I never thought I’d actually find the man himself scary. But he turns the creepy up to a notch I can respect in a recent trailer/featurette for the upcoming film version of his book Coraline (for those who don’t know, it’s a rather creepy children’s book about a girl who goes into an Other world full of Other people, much like the ones she knows, but they all have sewn in buttons for eyes…and this little video illustrates how that is an elementally and inexplicably scary image). Check it out:

The Coraline Movie website is a fun bit of internet too. If you explore it enough, you’ll find a fun feature that allows you to turn your own snap shots into creepy portraits with button eyes.

And so, here are some portraits of Other Joshua…