The Consortium of the Curious

For those bemused by the bizarre and engrossed in the esoteric.

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So I’ve finally hit two hundred followers! Thank you all for joining me on what’s proving to be a remarkably more complicated endeavor than I wanted it to be. You may have noticed I was absent for a bit; hopefully this will be rectified in the coming months.

First order of business:

I really, really wanted to stage a haiku contest in honor of my two hundredth follower. Honestly. I had the thought while I was at work. Then much to my surprise I gained a few followers during my day to day. So since I wasn’t able to launch any sort of absurd treasure hunt, I’m just going to post the link to my two hundredth follower’s blog:

http://justlikemine.wordpress.com/

Thank you just.like.mine for being one of my newest fans! (I’m also rather enjoying your blog as well.) So you should visit her. Just because we’re nothing if not an army of readers.

 

Second order of business:

My goal of bi-weekly updates has proven itself impossible. I don’t think this is sheer laziness, but the percentage is probably somewhere in the upper eighties and I’d really rather not think about it. The other issues are in order of appearance:

plot

time

critique

self-loathing

 

I figure I can fix a lot of these with my newest plea. I will still be posting new material, but I thought in this ever-evolving world it would be a great idea if I put out some feelers for feedback. I’d like to know what readers out there like about the story. I’d also like to know what they don’t like. Seriously.

But I don’t just beg without offering something in return. If any of you would like some eyes on specific sections of your own work, I’d be more than happy to take a look. I do edit for a living after all. I’m also available for editorial queries because (1) I like answering them and (2) they’d make great blog post fodder.

 

So fire away. And keep reading! (And also thank you.)

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Japheth’s Flash Noir

One of the characters you’ll meet–in two weeks!-ish–is Japheth Brown. Some punk at school called him Wikipedia Brown once; no one got it, so the name didn’t stick.

Japheth’s grandfather Barnabas is a mystery novelist. Japheth would love nothing more than to follow in his grandfather’s footsteps, but like many of us, he hasn’t quite found his voice. If you read the entries on this blog,  you’ll learn more about Japheth, but this post isn’t about that.

 

This post is where I open up the window into some of my process.

 

Japheth is a side charachter, but I like him. I like him enough that if I’m ever productive, I’d like to do a series with him and his grandfather as the focal point. But that’s another story. 

 

In order to get inside Japheth’s head, I broke out the typewriter and decided to write a flash fiction story as if I were Japheth. And now I’m going to show it to you.

 

Enjoy.

 

All the Wrong Reasons

Japheth Brown

 

Paul gazed down at Mary’s face. Her features, once so full of life, were now void and empty. Her cheeks, once rosy, were now listless and gray. Paul thought about the first time they had met. He thought about the joke he had told and the way her face had blushed so much that the table behind them thought she was choking to death.

Paul asked the officer, “How could anyone do this?”

The officer, fresh from the academy, tried to be helpful. He stared at Paul for a moment too long, agonizing over his words. 

“Some people do things we just can’t explain,” he offered.

Paul thought about the officer’s response. Sure, Paul thought, there are stories on the news of inexplicable things happening all the time. Could they really not be explained? Or was it possible the audience craved the mystery more than the explanation. The resolutions usually involved some sap begging for forgiveness and saying “I’m sorry” every chance he got. But everyone knows he’s sorrier for getting caught.

There are no criminal masterminds here. All we really have are people used to getting their way, and when they don’t, “I’m sorry.”

 

Mary hadn’t gotten her way tonight.

And she was sorry too.

THE END.

 

I hope that kept you entertained for like a minute. I’ll tell you one thing though, just between you and me, blogging about a story you’re working on is oddly helpful. 

I definitely recommend it.

And if there are any other good story blogs out there, point me toward them. 

 

I’m not selfish or anything.

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