THere’s a scratching noise at my door - but I’ve already barricaded it. Look, if this gets out, and you’re all reading this, you have to know that something is horribly wrong. I don’t know if there’s anyone around that could blame it on anything, but….

(you can read more of this short story at shortstories.kaiberie.com
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Two nights ago, silent as rain, they came. Had anyone actually been paying attention - had more of us actually said something….I can’t place blame any more. We’re all dammed.

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Horrific as it sounds, absolutely no where.

This month, in terms of work, has been incredibly packed and incredibly dissapointing.  Packed because, of course, its been too busy for words lately – I’ve been writing and working with clients flat out for the past four weeks, which, in turn, means that I have no ‘spare’ words to post anywhere.

In the coming weeks though, as things settle, I’m hoping to ressurect a couple of much adored projects, including ‘Dark Horizons’, a blook about a town and its inhabitants – all I gotta do at the moment is install the software and we’re good to go

In the coming weeks though, there will probably be quite a few changes to how I run my blogs.  I’ve cracked, at last, running a multi wordpress install, and I’m now trying to decide how best to integrate it all – so if things suddenly change over here, I apologize

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