Monday, February 15, 2010

New Fiction Piece Published


The wonderful Apparatus Magazine took one of my flashes for the February Issue (First Blush & Last Bloom). I can distinctly remember that I had some kind of inspiration for this one and didn't just pen it on one of my whims, but for the life of me, I cannot recall what that inspiration was exactly... I think I'll just stick to what always works best and blame it on coffee and not sleeping when I'm supposed to.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Happy Valentine's Day

And then, of course, today is also Valentine's Day...

I hope everyone out there enjoys today. I myself currently indulge in a rather self-centered world view (i.e. I'm still single) and have only recently discovered another point of complaint with this; (unappealing) idiots keep hitting on me and it is worse when they find out I'm single. Gee. Didn't mean to bleed my frustration all over this Valentine-post. Never mind me, watch Cupid soar!

Year of the Tiger! Roar!!

Ah. Now, here's a sign for you. 2010 (which, according to the Chinese zodiac starts today) is the year of the tiger. A Happy New Year, all you tigers out there! Go on, let's hear you roar!

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Work On decomP

I just realized that I totally forgot to mention decomP Magazine's new site (which looks way better than the old one).

One of my (very short, literary) poems is on there too, look here. Enjoy the read and browse the site a bit. It's worth it!

Thursday, February 4, 2010

More Patience PLEASE!

Please be assured that I do my utmost to teach my darling karate-ka (i.e. people who do karate) as best I can. I really mean well. But then, once upon a time if you will, there was a Challenge...

Yup, it's definitely a losing battle. I almost, almost shouted and I might have even said something, uh, un-intelligent. I shall resume meditation now. While patience seems to have abandoned me, avoid annoying me. I seem to be cultivating a temper here and I can hit really, really hard and seeing how I'm quite flexible, know that I am well capable of ramming my foot into your face. Peace be with you.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010


Just a quick note to announce that I just wrote my 300th poem (that is, the 300th I counted).

And it is a Red Riding Hood poem too, I must have about a dozen of those by now. This one is about how Red fills a well...

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Taiji and the Coffee

When I first started Taiji, I discovered that my teacher liked coffee as much as I do. We would always start off our lesson with a cup of coffee (do not get the wrong idea. I did work my ass off in every single training session. I hardly ever flinched at the pain!). I say start off, but in fact, I had to do a qi gong exercise before I finally got the coffee. So, what I learned was, apart from Taiji, that coffee is rewarding. Coffee and reward joined hands somewhere in my brain and now...well, there is a whole lot reward dripping down my throat every day.

But forgive me. I'm getting off track here. The point I was trying to make is how something deeply Chinese (such as Taiji) goes together with something so deeply un-Chinese as coffee. If it had been green tea, things would have been fine. I could have told my friends how, during my sessions, I would discuss the finer points of martial arts lore over a cup of bitter green tea, but not so! We always had (yup, still have, as of last week that is, now that dear Sifu has finally restocked the new place we train at) coffee and it does not go well together with Taiji in a public sort of way.

I'm not sure how big a flaw coffee in Taiji training and practice may be considered. Westernization? Perhaps, but who cares? It's really about the Taiji of course and the vital question is, how does the...ah... frequent/regular/immense consumption of coffee change your Taiji. As of yet, I have no answer (and how should I come up with an unbiased one anyway, seeing as how the Sifu leads with his black/no cream example?). But should I find any flaws in my qi or problems with my gongfu, well, you'll be the first to know.

By the way: I prefer a mix of espresso and coffee anyway. Put one or two espressos (I take two, obviously) in a mug and then fill mug with regular coffee. I take it black (which I think should be the First Rule of Coffee

About Inspiration

So, yesterday I was pretty tired all day and I had actually planned to turn in early BUT then I decided to write one, just one, short short (which I did) because I found that gorgeous site here and they had such a very alluring first line.

Anyway, that took about one hour but THEN I really wanted to grab some sleep. Why? Well, I had to get up early this morning and sleep deprivation makes me cranky and when I get cranky I get really, really cranky, as in homicidally cranky.

As I said, I was tired and I wanted to sleep. I was, in fact, already in my cozy warm bed, huddling under blankets. And then? And THEN! I fucking have an idea.

Lucky you, you my feel yourselves tempted to say. But, you see, I was TIRED and then I get a good idea that makes me stay up for another hour and a half and write it all down like something was burning under my damn fingernails (turning off the light doesn't help. I tried. Only ink on paper helps, alas). That always happens to me. And care to know what's worse? The more tired I am, the more ideas I get (and they often turn out to be quite good too). On top of that, this kind of inspiration always kicks in when I have to be someplace the next morning, as in bright and early. And I did mention the part about being cranky, yes?

So, why is whatever muse is punching my brains when I just want to sleep nocturnal when there are perfectly good afternoons available? (And people still wonder why I drink as much coffee as I do. Philistines.)