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You Can See It Coming…

Posted by Dirck on 8 October, 2021

It is often said that there are only {a relatively small whole number} of stories in the world, and that complete originality is not possible.

This comes into horror entertainment with extra force, since there is so often a cycle of fashionable frights (see 1980s Slashers for a fine illustration) that can quickly descend in to tropes and formulae.

The answer to objects based on this observation is this: we take pleasure from the skill of the execution.

Also, as Alasdair Stuart often reminds us in the outros over at Pseudopod, horror is watching something approach.

Today’s familiar pen: TWSBI Classic
Today’s ink, not quite what was expected from the context: Edelstein Olivine

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Posted by Dirck on 15 August, 2019

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 12 August
  • 13 August
  • 14 August
  • 15 August
  • First draft of “Beyond the Wall.”
  • Second draft of “Beyond the Wall.”
  • A letter to my mayor and city councillor about a really stupid item of policy that is about to become manifest, destroying 200 small local businesses.
  • Third draft of “Beyond the Wall.”
  • Four manuscript pages
  • 417 words
  • Much carefully-worded bile, about three spleens worth.
  • Up to 491 words, which is still fine.

A short story to fill the week, because Pseudopod is running a flash contest which closes at month’s end. The stupidity that comes in the midst of it is the sad sort of little guys vs. corporate greed thing that makes up so much of modern life– you can read about it if you’re inclined.

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Horror Stories, Fun and Otherwise

Posted by Dirck on 1 May, 2018

I start with fun, although I promise the “otherwise” isn’t too terrible. The fun horror is something I announced already on my fiction front, but I should shout it here as well– Pseudopod, the eminent horror podcast, has published my story Free Balloons for All Good Children, both as a text and in audio form.  I’m delighted with the results, and I want to share as widely as possible.

Now, for those who have either resisted the urge to scramble over to Pseudopod for the good stuff, or are now returning from that enjoyment, let me tell you a story of true domestic horror. On the strength of being paid for a story (see previous), I treated myself to a glance at eBay.

This is not the horror.  But you’re right to be shocked.

The outcome of this fall into weakness was the purchase of a Pelikan P1 with a rolled gold cap and the Continental Tires logo stamped on the barrel.  I’m not a particular fan of that company, but for a that pen at a price I can afford, I am willing to be indifferent to the presence of its mark.  The transaction concluded with a tracking number being sent me that had little use other than to prove that it had been handed to Deutschepost and should eventually arrive.  No later, it was suggested, than the 26th of April.

It did not.

It arrived yesterday:

The box, as found on my doorstep (with redactions because of Internet).

You are probably saying to yourself right now, “Gosh, that box seems a little irregular in its outline.”  You would be correct.  I took this picture before opening, because I thought I might need to talk to Canada Post about compensation.  Not the seller, I hasten to mention; that good soul did as much as a reasonable person might to prepare the pen for the trip.  They even spelled my name right, which is almost unheard of.  I am an unreasonable person when it comes to pens, and I might have done a little more, although I’m not sure how effective even my own packing habits would have been in the face of whatever happened to this poor parcel. Because I think it would be fair to say, perhaps even accurate to say, that it had been through the wringer.

I don’t think this is what they mean by “ordering some flat-pak”.

My heart sank a little, looking at this.  As I carefully cut through the tape and began excavating the contents of what had once been a box, I discovered that the deeper I got, the damper things were.  Moist, even.  On the way home to find this object, I heard on the news that there were floods underway in the eastern part of the country, and that lies between me and Germany. Perhaps I should consider myself lucky that this small item was not swept away from human sight by mighty nature.

In fact, I do, because in the clammy embrace of an appropriate quantity of newspaper, I found this.

Damp, but then pelicans are waterfowl, aren’t they? All that wet is on the outside of the bag, seeping out of the newspaper meant as padding.

There you go. Not all the horror stories I produce lack a happy ending. The pen is now dried off, cleaned out (because there’s always some ink left in ’em), added to my page for the model, and in standby to enter the rotation. Sometimes luck does indeed smile in my direction.

Happy May Day, everyone.

Today’s pen: Sheaffer 300
Today’s ink: Pelikan Violet

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