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Womb ::: My Meat is Bigger Than Yours


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Free Fiction!!!


Yo.

Fellow JMS Books publishee Clare London is having a free fiction link fest over on her livejournal to celebrate her birthday including a well messed up short story of mine called ‘The Curious Adventures of Lord Fuckington.’

JMS specialises in queer romance and erotica so if you’re squeamish about a lil male on male literary action you might wanna give Mrs London’s free fiction love-in a miss -but if you’re a straight woman (like the majority of the authors of gay male lit-porn) or a gay man who would like a lil titulation I urge you to check it out! Here’s the link to the page with my story on it. I’m sure you can find the rest for yourself!

Wandering Soul :::::::: Chris Wolf Deaton



After I had recorded Having Breath and posted it on facebook, a friend asked me to do a couple of her poems too. Here they be.

Advection
An Angel

Had a job. Lost a job. It was a shitty job anyway. Still, I did need the money.

So.

I was riding the train to nextville to withdraw all my money because i’ve lost my bankcard for the second time in a month and we need to eat. I’m reading J.G. Ballard and ocassionally staring out of the window, when suddenly i take the fancy to do something writing. I whip out my oldskool handmedown blackberry and bash something out. Then I think to myself “I’m gonna record this and stick it up on Fledgling Writing!”

Later, back home, with the vestiges of my bank account in my back pocket, i hide away in my bedroom and, using an old phone which is now the house mobile (which was also a handmedown) I record the reading, bluetooth it to my laptop, convert it to an mp3 and upload it to soundcloud.

Then i write a post which is somewhat but not entirely similar to this one.

But then I listen to the recording on soundcloud. It’s full of artifacts and sounds like crap. This will not stand, so i go looking for somewhere else to host the raw mp3. But then I discover that I cannot embed it here, because facebook are dinks. Then I get the idea to stick it on youtube, but you cannot just upload an mp3 to youtube so I fire up windows movie maker, throw up a photo I took and manipulated at some point in the nearfar, add the recording and export. Then I upload it to youtube.

So, then I write a post which is somewhat but not entirely similar to this one.
And my laptop overheats.
So, here I go again, one last time. It’s called ‘having breath’ and for now it is a Fledgling Writing Wing exclusive.

Except, now it isn’t.

Here’s the internet archive page for it

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