27 12 2007

After the first of the year, when my schedule evens out, I shall do far better at updating this blog. You all know how hard erratic schedules are on a writer.

 They’re the worst.

Look for more and better posts soon!


Merry Christmas!

25 12 2007

God bless us, every one!

The End of the World, Pt 2

24 12 2007


“Did I stutter? Yes, ducks.”

“Why in the world, when you could tell me about any of the manifold wonders found at world’s end, would you tell me about ducks?”

“Because ducks need to be thought of too, and they depend on traveler’s bread for sustanance. Why does it suprise you so?” Read the rest of this entry »

The End of the World

21 12 2007

“How do you get to the end of the world?”

“Long days of hard walking.”

“What about the sea?”

“What about it?”

“Don’t you have to cross the sea to get to the end of the world?”

“It depends on where you start from.”

“Where should I start from?”

“Wherever you are right now.”

“I’m laying on my bed looking out the window. That seems a silly place to start such a long journey.” Read the rest of this entry »

I’m back in the saddle again

20 12 2007

“I’m riding the range once more
totin’ my old 44
Where the lonely cattle feed
On the [something] gypsum weed
I’m back in the saddle again”


 Greetings from the Emerald Isle. My life is back to drivin’, workin’, lovin’ Jesus and spending as much time as possible on art and writing.

To that end, I would like to jump on my sister’s Flash Fiction kick and ask you all to recomend topics for tales. I shall write one short story per day for a week if I get at least ten different suggestion. So invite your friends, spread the word, get people to suggest things!

And I, for my part, will entertain the stuffin’ out of you! (Or at least, do my best!)

Is back safely

18 12 2007

Luggage and all!

 I’m pretty worn out, and 24 hours of airports is no joke, but I am ecstatic to be home for Christmas. I cannot quite communicate what a wonderful culture shock it is to come from wattle trees and surf boards to rain and twinkle lights.


If you’ll excuse me, I have a mound of laundry that would make Everest look like a mole-hill. Toodles for now but more to come soon.

I’m coming home baby…

16 12 2007

“I’m coming home now real soon
doo doo doo
I’m coming home now right away
Doo doo DO”

It’s a Michael Buble song. Don’t worry about it too much.

It’s my last morning in Tauranga and I woke up at 6:30 to say goodbye to my dear friend Nick Pierson Badger. He’s a champion that one. I went back to sleep for a while and had gnarly dreams. But the sun is shining through some storm clouds, my bags are mostly packed and we have a full day in which to enjoy NZ.

I tweaked out fully last night and spent a couple of hours staring at people, making nonsensical comments and hiding behind my hair. I also ran around giving away my food to anyone who would stand still long enough to eat something.

Now before me is a walk, a visit to town and then a plane ride.

“I’m leavin’ on a jet plane
Don’t know when I’ll be back again
and babe, I hate to goooooooo”

Though I’m fairly light-hearted about the whole thing (if you couldn’t already tell from the songs…)

On another note, staring at my two enormous bags full of stuff… I really need to simplify my life.

 Anyway I love you very much and I look forward to seeing some of you on my return. (And the rest of you eventually.)