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draft in the can

Posted in Writings with tags , , , on January 30, 2010 by scottsplatter

Last night I finished the first draft of a story I have worked on for a couple months now. It ended up being 6724 words in its current raw state. I will hack that down and beat it into shape over the next little while. It’s called The Fetishes of L. Wolff. No, not those kind of fetishes, the other kind. It was inspired by someone who is inspiring.

I should be ready to start sending it out for consideration in the coming weeks and if anyone takes notice I’ll let you know… or, if you happen to see me dancing the Charleston on a flag pole that would also let you know.

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NanoWriMo Pt.2

Posted in Writings with tags , , on November 17, 2009 by scottsplatter

Well, I plowed into Nano skeptical, but with good intentions. I realized as I got into it that I was more interested in the stories I had been working on already than getting in too deep to a new one. I could just paste the writing I have been doing into my nano story since the word count is what matters for Nano, but what’s the point really? I have a solid chunk of something that I will definitely finish in the future, but it’s not what I need to be working on right now. If I hadn’t gotten a lot done in the first part of the month I’d feel bad about it, but I have so…

NaNoWriMo pt. 1

Posted in Writings with tags , , , , , on November 1, 2009 by scottsplatter

Nanowrimo (National Novel Writing Month) started today, and my wife and I decided to give it a go this year. The goal is to write 50,000 words during the month of November. That works out to between 1,600 and 1,700 words a day. So far she is kicking my ass.

I’m going to try and also continue working on some of the other stories I have been plugging away on as well, and I have Writers Workshop with Michael Knost II starting in about a week and a half. Hopefully though I will be able to keep up. Whatever happens it figures to be a productive month.

where do your memories go?

Posted in Writings with tags , , , , , , , on October 17, 2009 by scottsplatter

Where do your memories go?

Snatched by rodents that creep in the night,
Or the bellies of cats that tame the rodent blight?
Down the hole at the creek where stones forever fall,
Or the pipe in the basement that peeks from the wall?
Do they hide beneath leaves when the eaves fill with rain,
Or slip out of view on a boxcar train?

Well, I made you a new one today at the lake
With a pebble, a toad and a green bellied snake.
I left it with you by the old porch swing,
But the drink in your hand may have clipped its wings.
It was good I think, as far as memories go,
Nearly as good as that pig with no nose.
But you lost that too as I now recall,
He was in the carnival tents that arrived last fall.

Where do your memories go?

Perhaps they are waiting for you out there,
In a stump, or a trunk or the cushion of your chair.
The one where you sit with a drink in your hand,
Sour on life and the ways of the land.
I think you will find them if you look one day,
Because none of mine have gone away.

-sec

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I wrote that half asleep a few months ago over morning coffee and just stumbled across it again. Not sure where the undercurrent came from honestly. I was pleased with how it turned out though. I think I was inspired by watching Neil Gaiman read The Day The Saucers Came. Video/audio isn’t great, but the poem is.

writing playlist 001

Posted in Rumination, Writings with tags on August 16, 2009 by scottsplatter

I have an iTunes playlist I use for background when I’m writing sometimes, this was what came up tonight. I got a fair amount done too. I’ll post these once in awhile if I remember to. I think it would be cool to make the playlists downloadable but I probably won’t end up making the time to do that. Maybe at some point.

Die Sonne Satans – Body Snatcher
Vidna Obmana – Bloodshift
Mondblut – Scorn
PBK – Fusion
NOS – Greed
IBurn – Overdone
PBK – Fire Must cure This Place
Wilt– I Can See Clearest At The Height Of My Fever
Maath– Humanize Memory
Band Of Pain – Submission
NOS – Ultimatum
Vomito Negro– Land Of Confusion
Bad Sector– Rsaa

The School of Rats

Posted in Rumination, Writings with tags , , , , on August 2, 2009 by scottsplatter

There was a drain in the floor that the rats came through when the creek out back flooded. It was futile. When the creek flooded, the basement flooded. The waterline disguised ten inches up from the cement floor in crumbled mortar and dust painted a subtle history. Some storms were worse, some not as heavy, but over the last 83 years or so, ten inches was the average. The rats came before the water and you’d catch jolts of them darting about in the dim light from the stairwell. It was a sign to get anything worth saving off the floor. There wasn’t much in the way of hiding places in the basement, not after the first spring.  If  the water took longer to recede than they had endurance, they drowned.

Not many rats stand more than 10 inches high. Sometimes I’d sit on the steps and watch them cling to the porous brick down there, tails jerking to avoid the water and maintain a sense of balance. The hope was that the tornado roared through on the front end of the storm, so you could ride it out before the rats came.  After the storms were gone and the heat of summer consumed the standing water I cleaned up their dead.

Stomachs sunken and mouths agape, there was a fireplace shovel that I’d scoop them up with. It was in the basement when we moved in, the house never had had a fireplace. It was nice of the previous owners to leave it for us. I left one rat there in the basement to see what would become of it. To my surprise it never drew insects or skeletonized. It just grew more sunken and agape. Not nearly as gross as I had anticipated. He sat in the corner through most of the summer before I got bored with the experiment and buried him in the garden. He’d earned a proper burial. I hadn’t learned rat anatomy, but I had learn that you earn your burial.

My Story On Colors Of The Dark

Posted in Recommendation, Writings with tags , , , , , on June 7, 2009 by scottsplatter

Jonathan  Canady (DEATHPILE, ANGEL OF DECAY as well as a great painter) recently started a new “Negative Culture” Journal called Colors Of The Dark. It’s only a couple weeks old at this point, but he’s already establishing a valuable home for “Art, Cinema, Music, Video, and the Written word on the dark side of culture. For negative creatives to show their work.”

If you feel like you are one of those kind of people I would encourage you to get in touch with him through the site.

A flash fiction piece I wrote called “Drinks With Karl” was published on the site today, and you can read it here. I really appreciate being included in the site, and Jon has been very encouraging as I try and find my legs with this writing thing.

I have a few other stories in various stages of completion that I will be trying to place before too long.