website

[matty]

I got a little drunk and bored last night and made a site.

http://deadvirgin.tripod.com/

Just some of my short stories. Most of the material is stuff I've posted on here before, but there may be some new stuff in there.

[larryhead]

very cool, i like your writing style :thumbsup:

[False Alarm]

you're a good-ass writer matty.

"end transmission" reminds me of something i'd expect to see in this really cool-looking magazine i've never read in my life cuz they don't post its contents online:

Space Squid (http://www.spacesquid.com/)

from their contributor's guidelines:
Space Squid is a paper-only 'zine that's oriented to people who are bored easily. If your story is boring, then we can't take it. There needs to be totally rocking shit blasting out of that story of yours....

Now does that mean that we want demeaning violence with crude pornography and the crassest sort of sodomy jokes? I don't know; let's see how it reads.

i ain't sayin send it there, but i ain't sayin don't, either.

[matty]

Getting anything published isn't really a goal of mine. I'm more concerned with entertaining my friends. Friends like you!:thumbsup:

[False Alarm]

I'm more concerned with entertaining my friends. Friends like you!:thumbsup:
you've succeeded!

Getting anything published isn't really a goal of mine.
how come? you write for other peeps you know. is it really so different to write for other peeps you don't know?

[False Alarm]

how come? you write for other peeps you know. is it really so different to write for other peeps you don't know?
i ain't tryin to give you shit btw. it's just an interesting position. i'm curious.

[matty]

Nobody but my friends ever "get" the stories. They're just stoopid little stories, not really anything publishable. I don't really try to write anything publishable.

I got published a couple of times when I lived in Atlanta, and one of them was a national gore magazine called Grue. (I was really happy about that one. It was a gay ghost rape story. heh heh.)

But then when you spend the next several years NOT getting published and buried under rejection slips, you kind of give up on making any sort of money out of it. Or at least I did. My first Halloween in Springfield, I pinned all my rejection slips onto a jacket and that's what I was for Halloween--one giant, walking rejection slip.

I find just entertaining my friends much more rewarding.