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Fiction Dilemma

Or how will a new save at any cost ...

I received a negative opinion to the news that I had submitted to the TA Virus Signature Ink Friday. I was only half surprised, since I was probably irrelevant.

But I believe this news.

What to do? Yes, that make a fantasy text of more than 30,000 signs? There is little that can open doors. Expect calls to text, of course, but it would have the theme suitable. Knocking at AOC, too, but I can not still offer them something for each issue. In others? These other, I can count on the fingers of one hand (two fingers in fact, but one of these other two do not provide acknowledgment, it seems, and the second was probably lost I sent a text to an AT a few months ago because I had neither acknowledged or denied, contrary to other authors).

short. What to do?

Then the thought came to me, is to resume the novella I had written During the 2009 to challenge him to try a cycle in the pool and, through them, to open the door reading committees for a collection of short stories.

This would require a break in Here and there , my challenge this year because I would not have time to juggle both, especially since I will participate in a few calls to texts too.

My novella of 2009, of Jasper Desires (95000cec) has the interest to happen in the same world as my challenge, 2011 (Simard, who was not called like that but where were working already of lithomanciennes), and also in the same world as the new realigned (the Népolard, who was not called like that but where were working already healers). Knowing that I also has a long story which is one of the main characters in my current challenge (which was already known Blord and which has been working as a mercenary).

So my dilemma. I do not know at all what I'll decide in the coming days. Progress on Here and There ? Implement what it takes to try to publish a book?

Wedding Favor Jam & Jelly Jars

Jeff Zima

Traditional Trash-Blues, Boogie Speed, Stomps, Jump, Old-time New Orleans Jazz & Ragtime, Yazoo Delta Mud and Mambo are the standard repertoire Jeff Zima, the most amazing guitarist Blues installed on the old continent. It is in the streets of New Orleans that he "cut his teeth", alongside a master of the genre, and his band Augie Rodolla legendary BIG MESS THE BLUES BAND. For several years, Jeff Zima traveled the roads of the line New Orleans - Chicago, playing in the streets of many cities, including Greenville (Mississippi) , Helena (Arkansas) and Memphis (Tennessee) . He landed in France in 1990 with the group Pigmeat and has since participated in several training quality: HOGS THE GLORY, THE BIG MESS BLUES BAND, MAMA PIG Spitball JONES AND THE BLUES BAND BACKWASH. Eighteen years and more than a thousand gigs later, Jeff Zima plays his own music, always with his old guitar, his finger and brass foot concrete. With over 300 songs in your pocket all styles, from New Orleans to Chicago of the 20s to the 50s, Bessie Smith and Muddy Waters, Louis Jordan, Ma Rainey, Howlin'Wolf, Leadbelly, Elmore James, Robert Johnson, Hound Dog Taylor, not to mention his compositions ZIMA Jeff us "breathe" his blues with a passion. Trophy Winner France 2003 Blues category "New Artist".

Jeff Zima


Discography:

GLORY HOGS (HOG HEAVEN)

• 01 Step It Up & Go (Traditional)
• Takin & # 02 39; my time (J. Zima)
• I'm 03 gonna sit right down and write... (Walker/razaf)
• 04 Gimme back my wig (H.D. Taylor)
• 05 Is you is or is you ain't my baby (L. Jordan)
• 06 The pork chop stomp (J. Zima)
• 07 Ice cream man (J. Brim)
• 08 Custard pie (B.B. Fuller)
• 09 Stramline woman (P. Winfrey)
• 10 Black eye blues (Whitaker/Rainey)
• 11 The bullfrog jump (J. Zima)
• 12 Sleepy Valentine (J. Zima)

PIG MAMA

• 01 My eyes (keep me in trouble) (M. M. Field)
• 02 Big road Blues (T. Johnson)
• 03 Don't say that no more (M. Slim)
• 04 Cakewalk into town (T. Mahal)
• 05 Move on down the line (W. Jacobs)
• 06 You can't judge a book by looking... (E. Mc Daniel)
• 07 Come on in my kitchen (R. Johnson)
• 08 Sunny side of the street (J.Mc Hug/D. Fields)
• 09 Three hundred pounds of joy (W. Dixon)
• 10 Mess around (A. Ertegun)
• 11 Steppin' out (J. Zima/P. Winfrey)
• 12 Crazy about you (S.S. Boys)

LAZYBONES BLUES

• 01 Diggin' my potatoes (Traditional)
• 02 What's the matter now? (Witkowski)
• 03 (Sounds like) Country Blues (Rodolla)
• 04 Downtown Bounce (J. Zima)
• 05 Lazybones Blues (J. Zima)
• 06 Dirty rat (Lewis)
• 07 Eavesdropper's Blues (Davis)
• 08 Where did you hide my gin ? (J. Zima)
• 09 I Love my whiskey (J. Zima)
• 10 I'm gonna move (Weldon)
• 11 You Rascal you (Theard)
• 12 Sugar in my Tea (J. Zima)
• 13 Shake yer Boogie (J. Zima)
• 14 Laughin' Blues (Waldo)
• 15 Sloppy drunk (J. Zima)
• 16 I got my red beans cookin' (Traditional)
• 17 The sugar Blues (Mose)
• 18 Shake it Down (J. Zima)
• 19 Salty Dog (Driscoll)
• 20(Can't Lose) Z's Blues (J. Zima)

SHORT, FAT & UGLY

• 01 Built for comfort (W. Dixon)
• 02 Cedar St. Stomp (J. Zima)
• 03 Decatur St Breakdown (J. Zima)
• 04 My Sweety went away (B. Smith)
• 05 Be at that thing (J. Zima)
• 06 Meet me in the morning (L. Driscoll)
• 07 Bullfrog crawl (Jeff Zima)
• 08 $ 100 Hat (J. Zima)
• 09 Stole rag (J. Zima)
• 10 Crazy 'bout you (J. Gillum)
• 11 Durf's Turf (J. Zima)
• 12 Royal and st. Pete (J. Zima)
• 13 Make a little love (E. James)
• 14 Early in the morning (Hickman/Jordan/Bartley)
• 15 Big Fat mama (J. Zima)
• 16 Is you is (Austin/Jordan)
• 17 Better by and by (J. Zima)
• 18 I'm going up the country (J. Zima)
• 19 Archtop hop (J. Zima)
• 20 Freckles (J. Zima)
• 21 Short,fat & ugly (J. Zima)
• 22 Sentimental journy (Brown/Homer/Green)

LIVE IN GAILLAC

• 01 Taking My Time (J. Winter)
• 02 to hold your money (C. Burnett)
• 03 Diddy Wah Diddy (Traditional)
• 04 Pigmeat Papa (H. Leadbetter)
• 05 Keep your hands off her (H. Leadbetter)
• 06 Cedar St. Stomp (J. Winter)
• 07 Everyday I Have the Blues (P. Chatman)
• 08 Deactur St. Breakdown (J. Winter)
• 09 Shake yer boogie (J. Winter)
• 10 Better by and by (J. Winter)
• 11 Black Drawers (D. Reese)
• 12 Sloppy Drunk (J. Winter)
• 13 Mambo Chutney (Winter / Jirkoff / Jouglas)
• 14 My Eyes (M. Morganfield)
• 15 Sentimental Journey (Brown / Homer / Green) 16
• What a life (J. Zima)
• 17 Why do not you come .. . (Cheatham) 18
• Short, fat & ugly (J. Zima)

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Le Meilleur Doujin Futanari

I cracked

I said no writing new until March 1 and ... I cracked. For TA fanzine Night, with a submission deadline of March 31.

AT 2 "Canvas Dementia"

Madness evades his animal consciousness and incites him to weave his son in the deadly vacuum spectral night. The canvas is the result, the disorder is dementia. Have you ever seen this master piece, you murder, by his awful perfection the very depths of your soul? Have you ever succumbed to the horror, treacherously, affirmed on the web? Unleash your imagination and make these words a table crimson! That the paintings embalm the horror! That dementia flays your writing!
Genre: fantasy, horror, terror

is a small text unpretentious, especially the horror and terror are not really my favorite genre. At all. Erotic Nor, for that matter, yet there are many.
I most wanted the "voice" of the narrator as the atmosphere.
Among other things, try develop the nightmarish aspect of the end of the text in my v2.
edit: v2, I could not help but tonight is 13,900 characters. So I'm already above the maximum, 13000 signs 5%, then I would add that although some details in the decor. Oops. Here I have much margin.
EDIT 2: Finally, the V3 was nearly 15,500 signs. I preferred him to try his luck elsewhere rather than the crop.

How To Get A Burn Off Of A Flat Iron

Lake Estaens, Somport, February 20, 2011

Caller Rachel Barbican, Pau 8am departure, arrival at the lake 12

Pas d'Aspe

Lake Estaens

Sample Use Of Church Letter

In writing dialogue (1)

ago remarks, sometimes, that open doors.

I was talking about Kira (the mare), who taught me to make meaningful designation characters.

I could talk about the Miscegenation (still on the mare), who taught me to consider the "depth of field" of a new one.

I speak today about Beorn (where else?).

- End of Preamble -

imaginary dialogue 1:

- Do you like spinach?

- No, I prefer lentils.

- You eat often?

- At least once a week.

The main problem of this dialogue is obviously its flatness (the reason for this: the issues are linked to their responses).

The second problem (but related) is that we do not feel the implied. Who are the characters speak? What is their relationship? What is at stake in this dialogue?

See if the dialog No. 2 can answer this question ...

Fictional dialogue 2:

- Do you like spinach?

- Lentils also provide iron, I prefer.

- You must eat at least once a week.

- sometimes I eat more, I do not understand why I am anemic.

By refusing the character can respond yes or no, it is necessary to extract the implicit sentence (here, the choice was the common point between the spinach and lentils) . Suddenly, the second question becomes an order. And the other party, then, is reduced to be justified.

result, we identified the implicit dialogue! Anemia as an element justifying the exchange, the dominant position of one who asks the first question, which actually wants to advise the caller.

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maybe I'll write another post on dialogue. Because yes it is better to intersperse the narrative breaks.

Actress With Dark Hair And Green Eyes

Go back over the previous extract. Frigate, the apprentice healer is still a prisoner. He discovered the location of Népolard where he will live for a few weeks ...

Melvie considered the place where he would live during the absence of his master. At this time, the sun still chasing the shadows in tiny nooks and all the shutters were closed. None of the houses were very large, very small no. At most, they measured eighty paces. However, the wooden huts flanked, unexpected as outgrowths.

When the two travelers passed before the first house, Melva surprised. Not a child's laugh rang out. Not any noise that indicated life. Silence enveloped the village. He realized that no woman was embroidering on his doorstep, that no old man standing there either. How strange! He suddenly felt foreign, unwelcome. Too alive to these places. Then a thud Melvie distinguished and regular. He thought for a moment that was one of her heart, as his discomfort grew, more and fought harder. But the beating stopped and the village seemed dead.

By exceeding the second house, Melva saw a rake left near the door, and a tin pail. People living there So! The beating continued after a few strides, stronger. The apprentice realized that this model its not about speed: it irritated him. What was this gloomy spot where his master wanted to leave? Melvie, who felt the sweat dripping on his back and his heart beat faster, was not very sure how to take the test. Should succeed, however, does not disappoint his master.

My Dog Is Pooping Blood

Clip 2 Clip 1 (incipit)

The cell door creaked opened. In the room full of dark, amber spread a puddle on the pavement. A servant in livery gray and green stood on the doorstep, a torch in hand. His eyes were dull. Gray too. A bluish gray. Almost slate. Yet the servant was not thirty years old.

"Councillor wants to see you. Hurry. "

Melvie sat the bench where he was lying. Three days now that the apprentice healer was there no hope of relief. Maybe he would finally know why he was kidnapped.

three days.

Where, after receiving a blow on the head, Melva woke up tied up, a gag over her mouth and blindfolded, covered with coarse cloth to the back of a rickety cart that he had immediately understood that he was not arrested by the royal militia. He would escape the torment of the fire that had inflicted the healers surprised at Népolard.

But who? And why?

The wagon trip lasted all day, ending a day during which Melvie had allowed only a little water and, when he tried to interview her mysterious kidnapper, a thump so powerful that he fell backwards. His scalp bled a little, but it was nothing serious. He asked no further questions.

As the air grew cooler and the birds began to sing in the evening, the cart stopped. Melvie thought to a halt for the night. Once the young healer was standing, her captor pushed him to get it going. Stony ground crunched under the feet followed an uneven pavement. Two shots rang cons of dry wood. A door groaned.

"Come, invited a first vote, that Melvie now recognized as one of the servant.

"Ah! So it was you who found first! cried another voice, quavering tenuous. Very good. My servant will show you where to take him. "The young healer

was driving a little further. It cut its ties with a jerk and he was left there. He removed her gag himself when he heard a barred door. Then he took off the bandage that made him blind. Stone walls whitewashed presented themselves to his gaze, among whom were a mattress, a basin of water, a bucket for convenience. The moonlight filtered through a slit as wide as two fingers but located too high to be reached. Outside, no sound evoked the presence of human beings who Melvie could signal its presence.

stone walls and the presence of a servant stated that her abductor was not a villain who wanted to engage the young healer authorities against money.

But who had been kidnapped? And why?

las

a sign of the servant who had come for him, Melva slipped ahead of him to precede him. The torch splashed in warm light the wide corridor that both men borrowed.

Cheerleader Initiation Humiliation

Pitch "Here and There"

Under "Challenge 2011" to Cocyclics, I embarked on an extensive project, entitled
here and there.

Here the pitch as I explained in the pond:

Melvie, a young apprentice healer, was taken prisoner while he was in the realm of Népolard, part of the island 'EGOME where healers are not allowed to practice.

He manages to escape and tries to join the kingdom of Simard, north of the island where he hopes to find his owner, Eleasah.

I am currently at 36000 signs and I'm having fun!
Excerpts follow on this page ...

Robert Stanley Ribbon Wholesale

Cervix Yu, circus Anéou, February 13, 2011

Morcate Christian Leader, Pau 8am departure, arrival at 12:45 neck

in pink, the theoretical trace, blue, the real path, starting with missed

from the theoretical trace

theoretical trace the path IGN

the neck of the Yu

for cervical Yu

the neck of the Yu

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Balance January

With a little late, but it is the image of my month of January. My new

for TA "on track" Transition is part of the project. I can not say more if I want to remain anonymous vis-à-vis the Reading Committee.

My attempt at alternate history for the story competition ENSTA is a party too. I had great fun writing it. Thank you again to my two betas! I nursed them through the technical aspect which was originally almost nonexistent.

My text for the Vision of the Future Contest Club Presence of Mind is now in its fourth version after its passage in the "Port Uncertain" (Cocyclics section reserved for news). A near-final. I once received a lot of betas for text (yes, and once again I had not quite developed what I had in mind). A frog has even asked a friend competent psychoanalysis of beta-read it and she agreed. Thank you to them both!

A new part is reworked too (but I can not say more for now) My project

long Here and there , advanced signs of 20000 (there is at 20000 characters). Not enough. I will mention this project in more detail in a future post.

In theory, I am forbidden to write a new one by the end of February. But the very short formats are tempting ... I resist?

(and then I must add that I am happy with the reviews of "The Promise of Dawn", the related news in the nineteenth issue of AOC)

Halina Waller Gliwice

Shack Aspe, Gavarnie, February 6, 2011 The

Christian Leader Pierson, Pau 8am departure, arrival at the hut at 13h: departure became 3000m below the bridge Saugué because of snow on the road.

Saugué barns and the circus of Gavarnie

Window

hut Aspe and breccia Béoué Com

Peak Long

left, Pimen

Men's Sauna Etiquette

Eddie Floyd

Eddie Floyd was born in Montgomery, Ala., June 25, 1935 then grew up in Detroit, Michigan.

There he joined in 56 a gospel group called The Falcons, where he met Wilson Pickett and Sir Mack Rice. After some success at 61, the band split. Eddie Floyd was working with Al Bell, who runs a small production company in Washington, Safic. When it goes to work at Stax 65-Eddie Floyd followed him to Memphis.

After starting at Stax as a composer and producer (including Carla Thomas and William Bell), he wrote and recorded "Knock on Wood" in 65, in collaboration with Steve Crooper. The song, released in 66, is a resounding success, which is also awarded an R & B Award. This is a turning point both for him and for Stax, which is where the foundation of what will be the "Stax Sound" during the following years.

This talented "songwriter" sign after many successes, including Wilson Pickett ("Ninety-Nine And A Half" and "635-5789", again with Steve Crooper) or for Otis Redding ("Do not Mess With Cupid ").

He gets up several hits in the '70s, with songs like "Raise Your Hand" by 67 "Big Bird" (a tribute to Otis Redding died shortly before) in 68, "Bring It On Home to Me "(cover of a song by Sam Cooke) or" I've Never Found a Girl "at 72 (co-written with Booker T. Jones), always at Stax, where he remained faithful until the disappearance of business mythical in 75.

Some of his songs are truly standard, such as "Knock on Wood" which was interpreted by artists as diverse as Otis Redding, David Bowie, James Taylor and Ella Fitzgerald.

Still very active, it frequently takes the role of "Guest Star" tour in the Blues Brothers and other Stax Magazines, or during occasional reformations of Booker T. & The MG's. And it is obviously in the movie "Blues Brothers 2000" which he interprets "634-5789" with his former fellow Falcons, Wilson Pickett.

Source: Jean-Do Sallaberry 1998 - Soulmen.net

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