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M of Witches Town @signalstation@witches.town

It's Saturday and we all know what that means! It's time to draw sigils on our faces with mud, so She Who Devours Beauty will pass over our house and slake her terrible ruby hunger in some other village! Get really creative with masking your good looks! Remember that different muds dry in different colors. Try layering!

@sydneyfalk One of us is taking this arrangement a bit more seriously than the other.

The Author and His Shoulder-Mounted Cat Consider Getting to Work But Instead Take a Selfie

2017 "Rising Stars" in the World of Bog Witchcraft

The Cobble Sisters - From the bottom of a well, this trio has drowned so many lost children that schools are closing! Leave some dreamy children who don't make friends easily and like to wander in the swamp for the rest of us, ladies!

The Cold One - Everyone's seeing their breath this year and it's never good news! Hell's never been colder! Brrr!

Ed - Perennial favorite! He's the only one who knows where our hearts are entombed and we'll never rest if he doesn't win, even though you can't keep being a "rising star" by definition, Ed! Please, Ed! Set us free!

@er1n
I'll let you in on a secret: next one's about witches.

@er1n
That's the answer, slowly approaching, silently stalking.... or I kept hitting the CTRL button and posting nothing. One of those two.

@er1n
Yeah, absolutely. It'll be under a pseudonym. I've been writing delightfully dumb horror stuff with the folks at Horrible Vacuum. Here's a previously published work:
horriblevacuum.com/director/ge

@er1n
I've been working on a long form piece of fiction and to force myself to focus, installed one of those browser plugin site-blocker things. It worked! But it kept me quiet.

But the revised draft is under review, so I can play around here as the mood strikes again. 🎃

we go now to our reporter on the scene, Bixby?

i'm here, Carol, i'm right here in the empty pool where it all happened. night has fallen here and the light from the camera is all i can see anymore and i don't think anyone's coming back here. you can see where they did it. there's no reason for it, Carol, there's no reason for any of it. the sky is black and at any moment i could fall into it, fall into it forever, i'm going to fall as soon as this camera's light goes off and it's back to you in the studio

the soft hum of the teleprompter and the shuffling of paper. stay tuned for updates.

Come to scenic Tiger Fang Valley! Flights arrive daily to the site of three forbidden ancient temples, conveniently located within easy walking distance from each other. You can get a cappuccino in the morning, awaken an albino snake god by noon and suffer three different dread curses by end of day!

Contact our tourism office or simply awake in a pit from a blowdart-induced stupor and see for yourself!

It's Saturday and you know what that means! Time to write out our wishes in melted wax on the surface of our most prized position, then drop it into the darkness that houses The Mouth of Voids! It will devour our desire so that finally, finally, we can stop hoping for anything to happen and live like lizards, unthinking, in the warm sun!

It's Thursday and you know what that means! Time to gather at the water's edge and watch the shelled things that live in the Deep come ashore with their claws, and drive them back with sticks and rocks, lest we be plucked up and carried off to live our lives as pearls under the sea!

What should you give a robot for its birthday?

The only gift a robot needs is the power source that gave it life on its date of creation. The anniversary of that date is of little consequence, and no bribe you can offer will slake a robot's quest to purge the planet of biological impurities, replacing all humans with shining chrome perfection.

How is a robot like a mountain range?

Both will survive the death of everything you've ever loved, you flawed biological mistake.

What do you get if you cross a robot with a rabbit?

The perfect technological killing machine, fueled by carrots, unstoppable and beautiful in its efficiency.

Ha ha who can forget that classic moment! When it comes to games, Lambisters place their bets!

So many good writing but I have to share the best quote from golden age of TV (aka RIGHT NOW)! Get 'em Jerry!

Love to watch TV and root for the guys to win.

lost time incident 66 - NOW AVAILABLE!

Every now and then, I collect some of my short fiction and send it out via email. In this installment, we've got video game titles! A personal history of terrible role-playing game characters! A fiction fragment about grief and skipping ads!

It's all available on a static webpage. Engage in a retro-web experience where content is hosted on an individual's website! Revisit the days before social media's walled gardens!

signalstation.com/lost-time-in