L.C. Schäfer
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I'm not a writer! I've just had too much coffee!
Sometimes writes under S.E.Holz
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Eff You, January Gloom
With the deccies coming down today/tomorrow, some of you will be relieved it's all over for another year. But if you're like me, the start of a new year is a bit depressing. January is just a slightly shit month. Payday always seems a long way away. Back to work. Everyone is on a diet. The anticlimax after Christmas doesn't help. Winter darkness is no longer punctuated and warmed by twinkling fairy lights. Most of the food gone, and here I am, feeling heavy and dull and slow and grey. It's a month of drizzle and concrete and blahhh.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Beat
Dead End
Saturday morning, at the scene of the cri death The TV is showing static, as if it had been left on a late-night channel and nobody turned it off. That is, in fact, exactly what happened. The light was left on, and a takeaway box has been left on the table.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Criminal
One Day, I Just Disappeared
Four years old The first time I woke up invisible, I thought I was dreaming. I'd had lots of real-seeming dreams just like it. I played with my toys and it looked like they were moving about by themselves. I giggled. My voice was invisible, too.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
My If-ffiness
Another great idea by Rick! You can read his piece here: Here are my responses... If I were a rich person I would be free. Free of debt. Free to travel, if I wanted. I probably wouldn't want, but I'd be free to. That's the thing. Free to live anywhere I wanted. Free to write. So many hours freed up every day to think, dream, create, polish. These are the stories I tell myself about money and I wonder how true they are. I think of Jacob Marley with his long chain and I wonder if that isn't the most perfect bit of financial propaganda in 200 years.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Poets
A New Beginning. Top Story - January 2024.
Bright white nothing. Blinking against the glare, I willed my churning guts to still. Chewed my lip, wiped my sweaty palms on my trousers. I'd never been on a spaceship before. I tried not to stare around me (not that there was anything to look at) but this left nowhere for my gaze to rest but on his(?) huge black eyes.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
From Which River
This isn't a post about Israel or Palestine or even politics. This is a post about people. Specifically, about how even people clever enough to go to university can still be stupid in specific ways. They can have access to all the information, and still be willfully ignorant. They can be wilfully ignorant and still advertise their own view as the right one, or even the only moral one.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Journal
