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.

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Greg Myers couldn’t help the way he stared at Trisha; he had a condition that made it almost impossible for him to blink. He had to tape his eyelids shut every night, after putting in special lubricating drops — but … Continue reading

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100 Words: Smile You Fuckers

Music played; she hummed along as she finished tasks, feeling calm sink in. Yesterday hadn’t gone well; she was left with a headache and a general feeling of discontent. Rather than focus on that, she turned her mind to Other … Continue reading

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100 Words: Weightless (Poem)

Confusion– the sort of thing that fire burns out the way the sky falls with a hundred thousand stars her words are all fucked up and out of order the way they’ve always been with him talking in the back … Continue reading

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DeathWatch II No. 36 – Yes. You’re Jules.

This is Issue #36 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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Gift

Gemstars fleck the backs of your eyes where you dive when you’re sleeplooking at dreams he’s clutched inside his tiny fists. I’ll sing you lullabyes, and share them for you; I’ll thread a loom with skysilk and weave a moonsong … Continue reading

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