Creepy Toad Ornaments
Right now, as I type this, a creepy toad ornament is looking at me. This particular ornament is a little smaller than the size of a fist, made of dark wood. The upper jaw/head/back...
Website of A. Ashley Straker / Ashmatica
Right now, as I type this, a creepy toad ornament is looking at me. This particular ornament is a little smaller than the size of a fist, made of dark wood. The upper jaw/head/back...
I’m good at dropping things. So good, in fact, that sometimes my natural dropping-things instincts kick in when I’m not even trying. This is usually fine, except when I’m holding a thing – especially...
It’s time. I started writing about 12 years ago – which translates to approximately 1.5 years of writing, and 10.5 of furious and intense procrastination, masturbation and staring out of windows, waiting for fiction...
I was lying in bed the other night, working out exactly how I would melt the West Antarctic Ice Sheet to drown the low-lying areas of the world if I were a supervillain, when...
So… the world didn’t end. Civilisation didn’t crumble. Nothing of sufficient mass struck the earth at sufficiently high velocity. The dead didn’t rise from their graves. Nothing fell apart. The centre held.
Making Spiders I hate spiders. They creep me the fuck out. Unfortunately I’m working on a super-secret project which entailed making little spiders out of wire. It took me a while to figure...