Archives for March 2008
B-But I’m N-Not Bonnie!
What does one do on a miserable Sunday such as this (a Sunday dragged straight from the depths of Satan’s arse)? Watch DVDs? Check. Waste an hour or two playing the Wii? Check. Idly flick through the thousands of comic… continue reading »
Dreadful Thoughts: Two for the Price of Wan
Though our last meeting provided much to feast on and chew over – alien abduction; the joys/frustrations of narrative ambiguity; the merits of sharing one’s tent with a burly Swede (etc) – it is time we pressed further along our… continue reading »
Dreadful Thoughts Story Club 2: The Willows
Welcome, once more, dear friends to the second meeting of our most dreadful story club. Though tomorrow may be (for some) a good Friday, this evening we hope to enjoy a most wicked Thursday. After the previous session, in which… continue reading »
Judgement Day: The Kickening
August 4, 1997: The computer defence-system “Skynet” is brought online for the first time. August 29, 1997: Skynet, fearing threats to its intelligence, launches nuclear weapons at Russia – thus bringing about mutually assured destruction. 3 billion people die. March… continue reading »
We came, We drunk, We thunk (Dreadful Thoughts)
Well, I hope you’re all suitably recovered from the frights, delights and alcohol (or caffeine) poisoning of Monday evening. The pace was fast and furious – the vibe (I thought) fun and friendly. In other words – a cracking start,… continue reading »
Dreadful Thoughts Story Club 1: It begins…(again)
I say: Come, dear friends. Come and pull your chairs, stools and (noncombustible) beanbags closer to our fire – for tonight we will have much need of its warmth. But wait! Was that a gnarled face I saw flash at… continue reading »
Give a Little Whistle (and do your homework)
The Dreadful Thoughts project begins (like a cauldron of hot blood) to bubble and fizz most satisfactorily – with my comrade Sinéad rallying the troops over at The Sigla Blog. For the first of the reborn (Hallelujah!) Story Club’s homework… continue reading »
Dreadful Thoughts: A Rebirth
Right. Time to spit on the hands (my own and those of others), roll up the sleeves and slap the dozy Dreadful Thoughts project back into something approaching life. Necromancy, Ho! After speaking to (hat-trick girl) Sinéad last night, it’s… continue reading »
