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Pixel decided to cut off all of his hair one day. It came to him in bits and pieces. He’d found himself complaining about his hair one day and decided to do something with it: he made it get a job.

When that didn’t work (*rimshot*), Pixel stayed anxious about his hair. One day, he saw his enemily acquaintances Tim and Liam talking. There was something odd about them.

Pixel stared, trying to figure out what was odd, but could not. Liam leaned forward, pushed up his glasses, and moved his ponytail out of the way. Tim, unconsciously primed by Liam, leaned, pushed up his glasses, and moved his ponytail out of the way too.

Pixel stared longer, a faint tickling going on in his mind. Then, he felt his hand move up and slide the bridge of his glasses forward as he moved his ponytail out of the way.

Then it hit him!
Liam and Tim were gay lovers!

Then it hit him again!
Liam and Tim were identical twins!

Then it hit him a final time!

He tore off his glasses and rushed to the window: they were all male, they were all dorks, they were all wearing glasses, and they all had long hair.

He turned back around and saw them sitting in the table, caressing each other in a homoerotic incestuous way that left Pixel shivering to the bone.

That moment he decided he was going to cut his hair off.

Then it hit him!
A train.

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Necro Autobiographical Microfiction

Microfiction is a ludicrously short story, usually about 250 words. Microficticious works have all the same elements as regular works, but are forced to show them quicker. If novels are meant to be read over a month, novellas over a week, and short stories in one sitting, then microfiction is meant to be read in between sittings.

In high school, I wrote a series of autobiographical flash fiction (from 2-5 pages long) that always ended in my dying in a bizarre and unusual way.

I want to revive that.

From now on and for the next 29 rotations, I shall write a new Necro Autobiographic Microfictitious story every chance I get. Who’s ready for the adventure? I know I am.

Rules:

1. each story should be perfectly consistent within its own reality
2. no explanation shall be given for the deaths of the main character
3. Pixelation Qyw Styx shall be the main and perhaps only character
4. the stories will form a meaningful whole, not contradicting each other (except for the dead/alive problems)
5. each story shall be able to be read independently of each other story.
6. each story should be between 235 and 265 words.
7. stories may be accurate and based on real-life events, but they are fiction, remember that.

Update: Moofruot has joined the fray. Her rules, as best as I can tell, are as follows:

1. each story is perfectly consistent within its own reality.
2. MFRT is the main and sometimes only character.
3. each story can be read independent of any other.
4. each story should be between 235 and 265 words.

… probably. I’m just giving her rules because she’s linking to me and that’s cool.

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My Lappy Broke :‘(

I have 4000+ words left to write and no place to write them in. Not to mention the fact that all of my life’s work was on that (about 1.2 Gigs worth of Word and Publisher files… so yeah, quite a bit).

My computer didn’t turn on this morning. Last night it was sputtering and the screen looked terrible. Now it’s just nothing.

I’m going to fucking cry.

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NaNoWriMo No Mo’? Oh, No!

Damn it, I missed NaNoWriMo. I wanna write a novel in 30 days! Do you think it might be too lame to do it on my own? I think I’m just going to have to wait for 2006. Until then, I’ll come up with an idea for a novel and a rough outline of a plot.

Perhaps with enough preparation, it won’t suck. I should get started on it now.

Screw the 4000+ words I must still write for my classes, starting a 50,000 word project is the way to go.

Oh, and I need to do some serious thinking on censorship. I just censored the bejeezus out of a guy on Facebook because he was filling pages with trite, insulting people, ignoring arguments, and generally being an annoyance.

Normally, I’d not have done that, but I’m really stressed out and I just didn’t care about morality while I had a take-home final due in my History of Ethics course.

Oh, and how do you site common knowledge in APA? What about stuff that’s obvious?
Is it “Truth, Analytic. Self-Evidently a priori through analysis. Rational Inc.: Mental Processes. 2005.”

And how do I referrence something I’m sure I read somewhere but can’t remember? Or something that the teacher probably said, but I might also have dreamed up?

I’m losing sleep over this, people!

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The 7500

500 words due Tuesday morning.
2000 words due Wednesday day.
2000 more words due Wednesday day.
3000 words due Friday afternoon.
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0 words I have done Monday night.

I’m going to stop claiming that this isn’t who I am. It is now and I could still care less. The only thing that really matters is the people I know here and the times I have now.

Oh, and I’ve stopped counting my hugs. I might have to start again when I get back to New Mexico and start feeling my Oomph fade away, but for the present I have more Oomph than I know what to do with.

Update: Tuesday Noon: 500 words done, 500 words done, and 1000 words done. Now I just need 5,500 more and I’m fine.

Update the second: Wednesday 8 p.m.: 500 words done, 2000 words done, and 2000 words done. 3,000 more and I’m fine. Also, I ate dinner with the most beautiful, engaging, wonderful girl in the planet. I’m happy.

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