Q Gets Practical and R Practically Has an Adventure |
R has found something that makes her shaky restlessness settle for hours at a time. The something is spinning wheels, the clicking of metal as it radiates out in flashing spokes. Toothed pedals and ha...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Sep 2006 18:30:00 GMT |
Adventure! (r and q try something traditional) |
It's been ages and calendars and lost opportunities spent sitting in the bathroom for R - sleepless, with the door shut against the things she's forgotten and the still twitching shreds of narrative l...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 23:30:00 GMT |
It's Still no Adventure for R, but Q Has a Terrible Adventure |
While R is falling apart, Q is left to drift aimlessly in the popping, blinking unfeeling nature of space. She's begun to feel excluded from her own ship. Her prisoner/rescuees are still drinking and ...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Aug 2006 16:08:00 GMT |
It's not an adventure at all |
R has dismantled her dreams, they lay like splotchy, sharp edged things at the feet of the things she's forgotten. They do not seem pretty at all anymore, or like they were ever once so. She wonders i...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Jul 2006 22:00:00 GMT |
Q's Adventure Stops Being an Adventure - R's Adventure of Making a New Bed to Lay in Begins |
(two totally unrelated and irrevocably intertwined stories)So R keeps her heroine hurtling through space and Q suddenly has more responsibilities than to just shout back at the switches. She has two p...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Jun 2006 21:01:00 GMT |
Rs Social Unrest and Qs Adventures with Social Systems in Space |
Today R watched a march that bled and congealed people around the downtown buildings. The day was cloudy, sunny, sunny, cloudy so the crowd marched under clear skies and then under the glowing nodes a...
Posted by on Mon, 08 May 2006 22:35:00 GMT |
When Rs Only Adventures Are Fictional |
R decides there is something in the quality of the morning light that makes her sluggish as she tries to get up from her static bed. The slice in through the blinds tugs down on her skin like heavy ho...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Apr 2006 21:05:00 GMT |
In Which R Becomes Wistful and Sends Q into Space |
Today R is wistful like tarnished brass instruments abandoned in an alley and she finds herself becoming too fucking sentimental for the black-tarred roads she is living over. So, R begins to write ab...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Apr 2006 18:51:00 GMT |
In Which R Has No Adventure Whatsoever, But Makes a Life-Changing Decision |
It wasn't long before R grew overwhelmed by the constant grinding crunching of the buildings made of black inky sticks. In the light of the unbelievably huge yellow button in the sky that was the sun,...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Apr 2006 20:40:00 GMT |
The Adventures of Q |
R writes stories about a girl named Q. Sometimes Q is beautifully perfect and sometimes she is flawed in the ugliest way possible - depending on R's mood. Most of her ideas come from the button-hole f...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Feb 2006 20:19:00 GMT |
