This is probably one of the hardest things to learn as a writer. You sat there and you worked your butt off and you wrote something that you think is the best thing ever. Then someone not in your head comes along and looks at it and goes, “Enh. Get rid of it.” »
Oops, time got away from me last night. Time... What a funny concept... Timey, wimey, wibbly, wobbly... »
Is the best solution to office zombies cardboard armor? Excuse me while I go through the recycling. »
Are you a writer who settles for mediocre or cliche writing because you can’t think of a better way? Do you have writer’s block? Do you have nothing but streams upon streams of flowing consciousness and need help to dam it up? Do you just need help in general for how to get the story in your head in text format? Do… »
Good morning everyone and welcome to what I hope to be the beginning of a beautiful friendship. But until then, I’m just a soulless temp. Like my friend to the left here... In fact, that’s how I usually feel after doing payroll every other week. :-) »
Thursday Tales has been around for a while and has had its ups and down. The current is slightly up but mostly down. Without Smeagol, it would be a desiccated husk on the side of the road. »
Good morning, faithful readers. Welcome, welcome, welcome. Come on in, and try not to track any ash onto the carpets.
This is ThursdayTales. »
Greetings, travelers. Those lights on the horizon? Those are the star spawn of the Great Unnamed Ones making their escape from the crust of this world. Be wary; for children in distress often attract the attention of their parents.
Welcome to ThursdayTales. »
It’s always fun to Get a Glimpse into different worlds. Granted, I’ve been out of mine for a bit, but I figured that something like this might get my brain further into gear. Plus, if someone gets something out of it—cool. »
Come in, come in. We mustn’t lurk in doorways; it’s rude. One might question your upbringing.
Hello, and welcome to ThursdayTales. »
After many perils and adventures, we came at last to that sacred, blasphemous land beyond the Plains of Leng:
A full year on meds that literally kill creativity has ruined things for me and I’m a little pissed off about that. I don’t think my creative bits have atrophied completely, but they’re heading towards what the humans became in Wall-E. So let’s do something. Let’s find my damn horse and get me back on it. And everyone… »
Hello and welcome to ThursdayTales, the place where we speak Spanish to God, French to women, English to men, and Japanese to our horses.
This week we have a pretty passel of potboilers from our phriendly playwrights... so let’s get this show on the road! »
Hey hey HEY! What did I tell you about pissing on hospitality?!
Get your ass in here and read ThursdayTales, you! »
Come on in, we’ve laid out a fine meal for our visitors, and if there’s one thing we all know, it’s that you don’t piss on hospitality. »