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    Talk Talk

    By Aditus

    Conversations. Sometimes it’s too much, sometimes too little, formal, informal, clumsy, artificial, with another word: difficult. Let’s practice, Shall we? #253 Someone is on the bus. The guy beside them fidgets the whole time with an irritating tinkling bangle while telling them, it seems, their entire life story, including very personal things. It’s time to pop in the earbuds. When it’s time to get off the bus, the talker has disappeared and the strange bangle is now on th
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Blogging Schizophrenia

I'm rather like that parrot in the Monty Python sketch. I'm pining, but not for the fjords. I want... I want some defining person to enter my life and tell me that it's really all going to be OK.   I blog here (well duh) and elsewhere too. Here I am probably as whole as I can be, in that I'm reasonably happy to discuss my sexuality; or as happy as I'm going to be anywhere I guess. However, and here's the rub: I can't be completely 'me' without talking about what else I do, and that scares the
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Albert's Day - Chapter 4

Albert's Day Chapter 4 This chapter contains my first real attempt at writing a sex scene. It was hard (pun definitely not intended) really hard, and I am amazed at how long it took.   I have a few notes I thought I'd share... Though please don't let them put you off reading the story.   1 - Never ever EVER write in the third person. It makes everything so much harder than it has to be. 2 - Here's an idea. Work out a plot before beginning 3 - Frequent shorter chapters are better than lo
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Albert's Day - Chapter 3

Albert's Day Chapter 3 is up for its sins.   I was trying to work, and all I could think about was the story. I've come to the conclusion this is probably not good, but it is necessary. After all, characters, whether in real life or fiction, have lives; and those lives are important... Especially to the one writing them. Fail and they die; not on the page necessarily, but in the readers heart.   I've said that I hate serials because you never know 1) if the writer will bother to finish it, a
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Albert's Day - Chapter 2

Chapter 2 of Albert's Day is up on the e-fiction section. Enjoy it or not, I care not a jot. Of course I do really, but we all need a cushion.   I must be addicted to writing.   Ok... So I'm Gay and addicted to writing. Neither of which I'd have dreamt of saying, even in an anonymous blog a couple of weeks ago. Possibly because then it wasn't true.   It's odd, damn odd; how this bit of me has leapt to the forefront of everything I'm thinking, and doing. It's even intruding into music, wh
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Albert's Day

The problem with writing, or for that matter performing, is that eventually, if you're not insanely shy, you want to know if what you do is any good. You want, and in order to grow, need feedback.   I'm a musician, and I love performing once I get over the hideous stage fright bit. I also write both poetry and fiction.   Now I'm told that what I write is good, but I'm told that by people who love me, people who know me, and people who would probably not want to hurt me. So, honestly I can't
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Laugh? I nearly paid my licence fee

I came to write a post about how miserable I was because I had to work all day; and I didn't get to see the last episode of 'Enterprise'; and I've lost the plot entirely with SGI... And I'm still laughing out loud over this entry in RHawes16's blog Typos are wonderful things, especially as I'm sure a lot of them are intentional, put in by bored copy typists. Ah well (wipes away a tear) where was I? Oh yes Miserable... Not. Thanks Rob.
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Thanks

I have to say I'm totally blown away by the warmth of the comments left on my first post. I was sort of expecting to drivel on for a while before anyone said anything. Thank you. I'm honoured.   erm.. I would also like to add that I wrote this last month and didn't realise that it was on 'draft' mode. Duh. I'm stupid not impolite... Most of the time.
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Stories are better than pills

I was somewhat... erm... depressed today. I wrote: I'm sitting here silently screaming at myself. I'm surrounded by people who love me. So why do I feel so alone? Even though I want to talk, even though I'm asked and given every opportunity to talk I won't. I can't. Bri, who is downstairs watching TV has no idea at the swirling cess pit of angst sitting over her head. Yet I can blog about it... No. I can't even truthfully do that either. I want to smash the screen and rip the head off that d
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Introductions Continued again... Plus.

So that was Robert over and done with. I saw him once more when I was eighteen. He was sitting with a few friends in the garden of my local pub. We both spotted each other at the same time and made brief eye contact. I'd like to think he blushed. I walked by and he was gone when I got back.   I finished prep school as a 'senior' at the grand age of twelve. I left early as the teachers had told my parents that If I was going to pass the exams I'd need tutoring. Tutoring was awful. The days seem
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This place is astounding! But...

I've been tootling around the site, as you do, wandering from link to link. The front page is um... 'very nice' but it gives the impression of a backwater, like it's thrown together 'cause it has to be there, a sort of 'hey I'm not tarting it up, I've got other things on my mind' attitude. This could well be intentional, but I'm kind of glad I arrived elsewhere when I first did.   Mostly there is a great top bar with menu, though on some pages it has a banner ad above it, on others the ad is
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I've got me a title!

Woohoo!   Yeah, stupid though it may sound, one of the things that's been holding me up on the sequel to Yankee (besides work, other writing commitments, the straight romance novel, family time, and a serious attempt to make things good with my wife) is the title. I've been calling it "Yankee II" but, let's be honest, as a title that stinks. (Granted, there are worse, but who wants worse than that?) The title helps me, since it mostly sums up the story, at least until it's got enough traction
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Introductions Continued

I lived in the same neighbourhood in London until I was twenty. When I was ten we moved just around the corner into a huge house know as locally as
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Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Editor

I've had the odd experience of being able to edit drafts of a story I'm reading and really, really like.   On the one hand, it's kind of cool -- I get to read chapters before everyone else. (nyah, nyah! ) Which isn't actually a cool thing all by itself, but I get a fix sooner than I might otherwise, and that's good.   The downside to this is I actually feel kinda like crap about it, and more than a little guilty. And that's because I've been ripping the chapters to shreds. Stuff that I wou
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First post - Introductions

The first post is always the worst. Especially because I'm aware that this is relatively public. Yet not. The people that might read this are at the very least of a like mind, and will not be judgemental... I hope. Even if they are, does it matter? It's true that what people say about what you do or write always matters. But not from the RL point of view of outing me. That is one great joy of the internet. Anonymity.   I'd say I'm probably bisexual with a strong leaning towards men. Not that I
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Strangest places (part 3)

And here's part 3, the last of what's written. Past the end of this (and yeah, it ends in the middle of a scene) there are some sketched out bits, including my first shot at a tender sex scene which really didn't work, but that's about it.   It does kinda peter out and not wrap up properly. I've always had a problem with endings...   And yeah, I'm still arguing with the rich text editor.   Strangest Places   <h1 style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in;">Scene: Back to school<
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Strangest places (part 2)

Yep, more of the story I'm not gonna finish (I think). Again, more viewpoint shifts and missing sections, so it's mildly but not entirely comprehensible. And I still seem to be freaking the rich text editor widget out.   Strangest Places   <h1>Scene: The kiss in public</h1> [Justin]   It was a nice day. Spring was coming, and the weather'd turned warm early. Tristan and I had met at the park by the library, and were just sort of hanging out.   "So you planning on
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Strangest places (part 1)

Yep, another partially finished draft that I think will go nowhere.   This was the first real gay romance I wrote, done over the course of a month when I was coming out to myself and really working things out in my head. It was therapy of a sort, though it's always a tossup how well that worked. It's got all sorts of problems, the biggest being it switches first-person viewpoints and even throws itself into third person occasionally. Hey, what can I say, I was reading a good chunk of Nifty a
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You know that story you thought I was done writing

Yeah, well... me too. Apparently we were both wrong.   I've gotten a number of pieces of criticism about the last two chapters of Yankee. They boil down to two main points:   1) I didn't like the ending 2) The ending was weakly written   #1 is something to be coped with -- the plot's not going to change. #2, though... unfortunately that second point is a lot more valid than I wanted it to be. The ending of Yankee could have been really strong, but intsead it had Rob kind of wussing out a
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Yankee's done, yay!

Chapter 16 is off to Nifty and Myr, though both folks have plenty to do, and it's 10 AM so I wouldn't expect anything before the morning. Still, I've finished, and feel the need to dance the geeky author dance of completion. This would be a good time to avert your eyes.   Now it's time to dig into other things. Ben and William await, as do a number of other characters who've been grumbling at me lately.
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It's a bloody cascade effect

it's one of those iceberg things. (Or one of those "I need to install this one little package on my Debian Linux system" things...) I've got a simple exchange between two characters, which looks like:   "What do you think, Ben," the white haired man asked. "One of the Great Cities?"   Ben frowned and held his spyglass up to look again. "No," he said after another survey of the city. "I don't think so. It's not from the First Age, either. Second, I think. It's definitely big, but it doe
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Help, help, I'm being repressed!

I hate it when characters get out of control. Well, mostly, at least. I mean, yes, it's useful sometimes, since it means the words flow faster (woohoo!) but it reaches a point where things just start getting out of hand. I mean, it's bad enough when they start going places and doing things, leaving a trail of plot summaries and partially written chapters in their wake, but now I've sat down and started on detailed character backgrounds.   Ghod, I'm even working on rules for the bloody magic sy
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