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December 24, 2013 by musehick

So, all the best laid plans, they go and get fucked in the proverbial a-hole by the random machinations of a scattershot mind, and you know what? They are supposed to, so we don’t panic (and we do know where our towel is), and are we not creative people after all? We sure are.

So, what the hell am I blathering on about? Oh, just a few new sites and a few new ideas for the new year, all to pile in on top of the other singing dancing crap that I have set spinning in motion.

I like a challenge. i always challenge myself – and I have been kicking around the idea again of a suggestion driven site where I write based off suggestions … but the funny thing was, last time, people seemed kind of pissed at me and told me to get some ideas of my own, which was a misunderstanding of the drive and the desire for being knocked out of my own patterns of thought into new paths of weirdness.

I can write anything – of that I am confident, but being pushed by people to write weird fucking out there outlandish shit as a dare? That is really really fucking exciting, isn’t it? Well, isn’t it? If not, it bloody well should be. I will link when I have something solid to show you. You will love it – of that i am confident.


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