Me and My Tattoo: Popping the Cherry

Here we are. It’s Friday. Time for Evil Fire Breathing Dragon Lady and I to have our respective delicate fleshes repeatedly jabbed and poked and carved with a foreign, chromatic substance that will irrevocably incise our epidermises with the branding of an entertainment franchise. AKA… get our video game tattoos.

Stormy Night, A 20TweetTales Noir Story

Wrote this 20TweetTales piece a few months ago, just forgot to share it here. Stormy Night continues a bit on my Noir theme, though this one is has a bit of a different bend at the end. This is based on Jasper Zhao’s mysterious piece, “Something happened…” Thread by @WriterWilke: …

Me and My Tattoo: a Match Made in Hesitancy

I blame my kids for a lot of shit. I mean, they’ve taken so much from me. Time… money… okay, mostly time and money, but these are legit things. If I hadn’t had kids I’d… I don’t know, have more time and money? And just maybe having a tattoo. Just …

A-Blogalypse

It’s been more than a week since I recorded what I’ve found. Not that it matters, since I haven’t really found anything.  Except more dust and crumbling posts. It’s like something wiped out everyone here. An apocalypse. No, an A-blogalypse. Oh dear. That was not good. I’m starting to make …

Alone

It’s been another week and I still haven’t found anyone. There’s a strange sense of being watched. Every so often I feel one or two people watching from the shadows between the posts. I woke up the other day thinking I heard that woman sobbing again, but just like before …

50 Days

It’s been 50 days since anything came out on the blog. It’s kind of like a ghost town here. The streets are empty and there’s a thin layer of dust on everything.