Author Archives: Catastrophe Jones

About Catastrophe Jones

Wretched word-goblin with enough interests that they're not particularly awesome at any of them. Terrible self-esteem and yet prone to hilarious bouts of hubris. Full of the worst flavors of self-awareness. Owns far too many craft supplies. Will sing to you at the slightest provocation.

DeathWatch II No. 61 – I am sorry for your loss

This is Issue #61 of DeathWatch, Book II: tentatively called Heart Of Ilona, an ongoing Serial. Click that link to go find DeathWatch, the first in the series, or start from the beginning of Book II! Happy Reading! PREVIOUS * * … Continue reading

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100 Words: Good Advice

Hands on pavement. Cheek on frozen winter grass. “What?” She pushed herself up, and felt her jacket creak from being too cold. Pennies, poppies, bright red behind the eyes and on the back of the tongue. “Oh.” She rolled over, … Continue reading

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DeathWatch II No. 60 – “Eat, sleep, pack your shit, make your peace.”

This is Issue #60 of DeathWatch, Book II: tentatively called Heart Of Ilona, an ongoing Serial. Click that link to go find DeathWatch, the first in the series, or start from the beginning of Book II! Happy Reading! PREVIOUS * * … Continue reading

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Fucked Up, If You Think About It

Hello, girl, replete with blessings; Our master accompanies you. Holy, you are, out of all other girls, and holy is the offspring in your uterus, a boy. Blessed girl, progenitor of our deity, speak to him for all of us … Continue reading

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100 Words: That Life

It’s waiting for you, that life you’ve put aside again and again. Waiting for you to pull it out, polish it up, get it on two wheels and give it a push. It’s there, that life, waiting for you to … Continue reading

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