Inhuman Swill : July 2006
SC #22: The Accidental Terrorist, Chapter Twelve
In which Bill meets his new companion Elder Dedman, learns a novel new approach to tracting, and discovers the true meaning of the word "bucket."
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Interviewed by a Norse God
It is a meme. It is the five questions meme. Here's how it works: 1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me." 2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions. 3. You will...
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Ella and the Garden of Zen Wrestling
Ella spars around a Japanese maple with her arch-nemesis Nyla for four and a half tranquil minutes, accompanied only by the soft, soothing sounds of news radio. Pure bliss-out:
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SC #21: An Inclination Toward Readercon
In which Bill reads an excerpt from his novel-in-progress INCLINATION to a live audience at Readercon. Plus, a week-long power outage!
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July's CD Mixes of the Month
My contributions to the July CD Mix of the Month Club were Groove Hunter and Groove Hunter 2. We were scheduled to meet at The Porch over on Avenue C, but it turned out to be closed for renovations and...
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SC #20: The Accidental Terrorist, Chapter Eleven
In which at least two people are rendered dripping wet, one senior companion braces for a return to reality, and Bill unexpectedly learns the true meaning of death. Plus a bedtime horror story!
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Call Me Suzy Chapbook
I'm very pleased to announce that John Klima's Spilt Milk Press will be bringing out a chapbook of my stories in Summer 2007. We're still working out the contents, but under John's expert editorial eye I'm confident the result will...
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On the Rocks
So Michael Libling and I left the Meet the Pros(e) Party last night at about a quarter to midnight, intending to hit the hotel bar for a real drink. We sat down and the young waitress came by. "What can...
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SC #19: The Accidental Terrorist, Chapter Ten
In which boldness leads to a first discussion, the possible hues of areolae are considered, and Bill receives instruction as to when women's jewelry is not women's jewelry. (Step back, son -- give the man some whacking space.)
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