Turns out I'm not the only one

I've heard that anything you can think of to search for on the web, no matter how eccentric or obscure, either can already be found there, or is retroactively coming into existence by the act of searching for it.

Aptly timed for me, an interesting article, including examples and names of actual feeds, about Twitter being used for very short fiction:


http://www.vividscribe.com/feature-what-the-heck-is-a-twabble/

So it's totally doable. I just need to start actually using Twitter, and get more comfortable with the habits. Working on it.

A city in pictures

Nonsense and I went on a walk today along the Kay Gardiner Belt Line in Toronto with a group of friends new and newer. I love exploring havens of greenery in the city, and I also love taking pretty pictures of beautiful details. It was a long, full day, but here's just a fraction of what I saw and admired in it...

Turn and turn about (or: I can do better, but choose not to)

Okay, so here is this week's instalment.

Before I paste the text here, I have to say, I'm not satisfied with this, not by a long (long, long) shot. I had an idea (annoying bits of songs that repeat in my head without continuing on or stopping when done -- with  format mimicking content, such as rondo or mirror or readable-back-to-front), and I wanted to experiment with it, and I know that if I took more time with it I could come up with something better, though possibly with only very superficial resemblance to this.

However, I also want to make sure I set some limits for myself with this whole mini-creative process. The object is not to create something perfect or even satisfactory. The object is to create something. Frequently and with a measure of regularity and hopefully some small interest value. Anyway, with all that preamble, you should now be just dying to read on.

Beginning beginning

Here is the final product of my initial attempt. I'm not sure it's tweetable, but it's definitely shorter than your average story. I'm pleased with it, as a first effort. (If you're interested, more about the process follows the story.)

My tunes, my life

You always nag -- "Turn the volume down!"
You don't understand. I'm engulfed, music means life.
Anyway, it's not like I need to hear, to cross the road.
Not since the neck-brace came off.

Nano-creativity - What do you think?

First things first: I LOVE my new phone. Love it. I know the Palm Pre has issues and isn't considered the best thing out there, but it's perfect for me. I'm kind of obsessed.

But I won't talk about it anymore for now, because that would be weird, since that's not what this post is about.

So anyway, it's been a while. I'm actually writing today because I am considering trying out a new creative experiment, and I'm hoping to get your feedback on it.