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Post by dracenstein on Oct 3, 2009 11:56:36 GMT
This is my new, seldom updated, self-serving, publicity seeking ego-inflating blog. I have my first work published now at Ghostwriter Publications. Two short stories released as chapbooks. Writing as Stuart Burchell. Bushy Hill Farm, during a zombie apocalypse, 6 survivors seek sanctuary at an abandoned farm (not original in the least) but soon discover that the real enemy is inside with them...(maybe not original, and the threat may not be unique, but I hope it's rare although I know at least one person is writing a full-length novel with it in and one of our own esteemed members has covered them in a book, that's all the teasers I am giving). Circus Macabre, roll up! Roll up! The circus is here! You pay to get in, but not to leave... I believe that this is not what you expect from a circus story. The editor said my stories are dark and disturbing, but I believe he was thinking of this one, but I think the final sentence of Farm is disturbing. Link, www.thepennydreadfulcompany.com/page14.htmlModified to correct web address. Stupid me!
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Post by steppedonwolf on Oct 3, 2009 15:48:02 GMT
Nice one! When did you submit these?
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Post by dracenstein on Oct 4, 2009 10:35:21 GMT
These two were submitted late last year and I have submitted more since then, another a couple of weeks ago, which the editor thought was one of my best.
The first story I professionally submitted was for that crabs anthology, but it seems that will be published next year...
As will my collection. I think I need more for it, so if you excuse me, I will try and finish my current short. I have another started and an idea for another! (Actually several ideas but one at a time is soo annoying, but if I do more than one at a time, I lose myself!)
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Post by dracenstein on Oct 17, 2009 20:06:56 GMT
My cat left a dead rat at the back door this morning. The only bit that was eaten was the brains.
Yuck!
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Post by ian on Oct 19, 2009 15:59:43 GMT
Did you take a picture?
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Post by dracenstein on Oct 19, 2009 18:09:00 GMT
Lol, no.
I should have and posted it here. ;D
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Post by dracenstein on Aug 29, 2010 21:10:47 GMT
It is a week since my father died.
I just feel empty and want to do nothing but vegetate.
I was there when he had his stroke/heart attack, upstairs filling out a form. I heard my mother calling his name and was already going downstairs when I heard her on the phone calling an ambulance.
I had to pull him out of his chair to start the resuscitation technique (can't remember what it's called, mind has gone blank, been doing that a lot over the week) and I now have a better appreciation of the term, 'dead weight'. And I still flinch as I remember his head hitting the floor.
I was doing the 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 stop heart massage until the ambulance came (in about a quarter-hour, pretty fast).
My father has had a bad heart and kidney problems for the past few years and the paramedics kept on getting and losing his pulse and said there was little chance of him surviving. And he had a heart attack whilst being treated.
Eventually he was taken to the hospital and I went in the back-up's car. They did all they could, but his heart was too badly damaged.
He died about two-three hours after his initial stroke. He died peacefully with me holding his hand. The nurse said as I sat with him that they had no idea whether he could hear them or me or not.
As his breath faltered and I kept asking him to breathe, he seemed to respond. I like to believe he heard me and did as I ask. Until he breathed and did not breathe again.
My brother when he arrived broke down when he heard our father had died as he drove there.
But I haven't cried once. I felt close to tears on a couple occasions, but no tears.
Am I a cold hearted bastard? Or had I accepted his death as the paramedics fought to save his life? Or still in shock?
I don't know.
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Post by williemeikle on Aug 29, 2010 22:22:41 GMT
It is a week since my father died. I just feel empty and want to do nothing but vegetate. I was there when he had his stroke/heart attack, upstairs filling out a form. I heard my mother calling his name and was already going downstairs when I heard her on the phone calling an ambulance. I had to pull him out of his chair to start the resuscitation technique (can't remember what it's called, mind has gone blank, been doing that a lot over the week) and I now have a better appreciation of the term, 'dead weight'. And I still flinch as I remember his head hitting the floor. I was doing the 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 stop heart massage until the ambulance came (in about a quarter-hour, pretty fast). My father has had a bad heart and kidney problems for the past few years and the paramedics kept on getting and losing his pulse and said there was little chance of him surviving. And he had a heart attack whilst being treated. Eventually he was taken to the hospital and I went in the back-up's car. They did all they could, but his heart was too badly damaged. He died about two-three hours after his initial stroke. He died peacefully with me holding his hand. The nurse said as I sat with him that they had no idea whether he could hear them or me or not. As his breath faltered and I kept asking him to breathe, he seemed to respond. I like to believe he heard me and did as I ask. Until he breathed and did not breathe again. My brother when he arrived broke down when he heard our father had died as he drove there. But I haven't cried once. I felt close to tears on a couple occasions, but no tears. Am I a cold hearted bastard? Or had I accepted his death as the paramedics fought to save his life? Or still in shock? I don't know. Sorry for your loss Drac. Speaking from experience, I can tell you that I was the same... no tears, not at first. My guess is you're in shock. It will probably hit you when you're not expecting it. All you can do is be ready for it when it comes. If you need somebody to talk to, you know where we are.
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Post by steppedonwolf on Aug 30, 2010 21:08:41 GMT
I'm really sorry to hear this, Drac.
There are no words we can say to ease your pain. But as Willie says, we're here for you.
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Post by Dreadlocksmile on Aug 31, 2010 10:08:36 GMT
Sorry man. Thoughts are with you.
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Post by shaun on Sept 1, 2010 20:33:51 GMT
Thoughts are with you.
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Post by dracenstein on Sept 3, 2010 18:19:59 GMT
Thanks for all your support during this time.
My father was cremated yesterday. Just family and neighbours were at the crematorium, but a good few people turned up at the memorial service at the local church.
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Post by dracenstein on Sept 8, 2010 19:45:26 GMT
Started my own blog yesterday, see signature link.
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Post by williemeikle on Sept 8, 2010 20:56:45 GMT
Started my own blog yesterday, see signature link. I'm stalking you :-)
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Post by dracenstein on Sept 11, 2010 11:11:08 GMT
I hope I am worth your time.
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