Stories, both long and short.

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  • New feature and a quick update!

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    Hello everyone! Elaine here with a quick update – first I am introducing some new contributors here on the site. The first one is Ms. Lola Nixx. She writes primarily in erotica and likes long walks on the beach. She has her own site at lolanixx.wordpress.com. Pleas go check her out, she is very cool!

    Second – I know I promised more updates to the site and haven’t followed through. And I promise I want to try and get back to weekly features like “Read Write Wrestle”, I just haven’t had the time. But I promise there are projects in the fire right now – including the possible revamp of “A Fiction Agreed Upon.” Hence the new contributors So I might have more time to get stuff done.

    Thank you all for being patient and sticking with me!

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  • READ WRITE WRESTLE!

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    READ WRITE WRESTLE! #1

    Dynamite 5.29.2024 (At the Kia Forum (Like MCR))

    Mercedes Moné celebrates getting her hands on the TNT Championship at Double or Nothing. Skye Blue attacks her.

    First Match: Swerve Strickland vs. Killswitch

    Will Jack Perry ever return for his poor ol’ dinosaur man? Swerve is sooo good; he really was wasted in WWE. I loved his “The Warriors” inspired gear from Double or Nothing. Insert “The Warriors” gif. Killswitch does a standing moonsault on Swerve, which is just amazing. Swerve wins it with a second House Call. Oh wait, are those scissors?? HE TAKES A BRAID FROM KILLSWITCH???

    And immediately it’s announced that Mercedes Moné is gonna wrestle Skye Blue tonight.

    Promo from Jon Moxley on Rocky Romero tonight

    Moxley talks about the grind.

    OH GOD NO. Chris Jericho “TV Time” thing

    Please, please, go away, Jericho. Please go away, far away. I hate him utterly. Thank you, “Please Retire” chants. Even commentary sounds sick of this. Bryan Keith comes out, and I can only pity him. Sorry, dude. Taz sounds like he could kill Jericho. ‘Longest FTW champion’ indeed. YES YES YES THANK YOU HOOK!! KILL HIM!! KILL HIM NOW!! OH HEY JOE!!! Joe, teach this kid how to kill Jericho!! If we can never get Hookhausen back, then JoeHook is good too, tbh. 

    (Me when Learning Tree. Kill it with axes, please.)

    Promo on Stephanie Vaucur, who is coming to join AEW during Forbidden Door.

    Moxley vs. Rocky Romero

    Mox’s arm is all messed up after DoN. And Rocky comes out gunning for Mox, targeting his injured arm. Commentary is bickering like a bunch of hens in a henhouse. Taz sounds like he’s gonna drop Tony or Excalibur on their heads. The last time Mox had a match after a PPV against a smaller wrestler with Rick Knox as the ref, he got a concussion. I hope he’s not thinking about that, but I am! Moxley wins with the Death Rider.

    RENEE GOES TO TALK TO JOE AND HOOK

    Hook and Joe are gonna be a team!!! I’m so happy!!! (I miss Hookhausen, but you know what? I’ll take this.)

    Black screen? HOB? Nope, a fake out.

    Don Callis is gonna present a contract to someone… If it’s Orange Cassidy, I’m gonna throw up. NOOOOO!! Here’s Orange, who we all love. Please don’t do it, Orange. I don’t wanna have to boo you. ORANGE SAYS NO!!!! OH DAMN HERE’S STOKELY AND KRIS!! And Trent Beretta from behind! Orange is having a terrible time. And bleeding! I suppose Trent is joining Don Callis now. : (

    Backstage with Danny Garcia

    He is so boring to me. Every time I see him, I just wish Danhausen was here instead.

    TNT Championship match: Mercedes Moné vs. Skye Blue

    Love how the whole women’s roster has just been a toxic yuri plot the last few months. Moné with a sick ass Meteora off the ropes to the outside. Moné wins with a Money Maker. OH BUT Stephanie Vacquer. Dang, Stephanie is pretty.

    Stokely and Stat here to drop the diss track of the year on the women’s locker room.

    PROMO ON MJF. Welcome back, king!! ❤

    EVPs arrive!! With Okada and Jack Perry

    Here to discuss the TNT Championship since, for some mysterious reason, Adam Copeland broke his ankle. (It’s because he jumped 20 feet off the top of a steel cage.) The new elite are here to be petty and bitchy, and I am Here For It!! Giving gifts to Okada and Jack Perry. Okada gets a Lambo. Jack Perry almost gets the TNT Championship before Christopher Daniels interrupts and lets them know they will have to go through him as interim VP. He tells Perry he will have to earn it through an elimination tournament, and the championship will be decided by a ladder match.

    Promo backstage with Swerve

    “You try to take my championship, I take your hair.” I love him.

    MAIN EVENT

    Casino Forbidden Door gauntlet. It’s sudden death, so whoever gets pinfall or submission wins it all. Starts with Switchblade Jay White. Then Pac. Mistico from CMLL. Fourth man is Will Osprey! We love Osprey!! SHOOTER??!! Awww, I hope Mox called him “Kid” and sent him out there with a slap on the shoulder. Claudio!!!! Jay White runs from Claudio, which is hysterical. Jay White gets the giant swing. THEN MISTICO. THEN WILL OSPREY!!1? Shooter gets up in Claudio’s face. Claudio then swings Shooter too!!! Good lord. NOT ALSO PAC!!! Bryce Remsburg almost gets swung too while I lose my shit.

    Leo Rush??? Comes from NJPW. I do not know him, sorry buddy. HOLY FUCKS HE’S FAST AS FUCK.

    ORANGE CASSIDY COMES OUT!!! (For the match, not as Pan like I know he is, I mean what, who said that?). Orange and Ospreay face each other down but get interrupted by Jay White. Hechichro comes in next, goes right for Jay White. Match is fire. Ospreay wins by pinning Orange to challenge for the AEW World Championship. Swerve comes out to stare down Ospreay.

    Soooo What???

    Why is Ospreay getting this?? When it should go to a CMLL or NJPW wrestler??? Because that’s the point of the Forbidden Door?? TK booker of the year. Also, considering what Orange Cassidy went through for the championship, I don’t know why we are having it held by Ospreay, who doesn’t seem to care about it at all, except as a stepping stone to the World Championship.

    So this is a new feature I am adding to help with weekly updates. I didn’t know what to feature in order to provide more pound-sign content about so wrestling, reading, and writing it is! Please be sure to follow me here on wordpress or on tumblr or mastadon. Or if you want to help with funding the site or any other projects please see my kofi page under the “contact me” tab. Thanks!

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  • Numerology and Other Announcements – A 2023 Retrospective.

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    Numerology and other announcements – A 2023 Retrospective. 

    I should update so I can at least show I used the website. 

    2024 is twelve years after everyone thought the world was going to end. It’s four years after what felt like the end of the world. It’s been a decade since Dash-con. (That last one is just for me.)

    I will also be turning thirty in 2024! I’ve been looking forward to thirty. In addition to being the doubling of my ‘magic year” it’s also means there’s been one year to a month, which I think is cool. As a child I was described as someone with an “old soul’. If you just rolled your eyes are winced you probably understand that it was probably some mixture of trauma and whatever that drove me away from my peers and toward “adult” interests like reading and sitting quietly. So I suppose I’m also happy to be an age that I felt I was always meant to be anyway. 

    But that’s not important.

    2024 is gonna be a big year. Thirty is just the start of it.

    I’m publishing at least two books in 2024. In the first six months I want to kick off with my series that’s about Tom – a cat who works for the Crown Princess as a spy on the rebel group led by the snake Xyacotal. Or at least he thinks he does. “To Steal From Lions” will be available on Amazon and for direct download. 

    The release in the second half of 2024 is more complicated because I will likely be moving to another continent.

    Why? 

    First let me back up and talk about the back half of 2023. The first half of 2023 I did not enjoy. My enjoyment of things seemed muted. I wasn’t writing. I went to see my best friend in February and confirmed for myself he really is just my best friend. I wasn’t upset by this. I’ve been calling myself asexual and aromatic since 2019. I’m happy with my own company. I’ve never needed another person to make me happy.

    Then in July I got into wrestling. Specifically All Elite Wrestling and came to several realizations.

    First – Wrestling fucks. It’s so good. I love wrestling.

    Second – Love that Danhausen.

    Third – Romantic soulmates are real and mine lives in Devon. 

    So in 2024 I will be moving to England to be with them. I’m in love with Rowan. I never knew what “in love” would mean before. But I do now.

    So I don’t know what I will publish in the back half of 2024. But I will.

    There are a lot of numbers in the post. While I can never be described as a math person, I do like numbers. They help me think and organize my brain. And I like the number Two-thousand twenty-four. 

    Yours ever, Elaine.

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  • A Fiction Agreed Upon Hiatus!

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    July 8, 2020

    This is going to be a weird post for me.

    First, I don’t like posting about myself. It makes me uncomfortable. I like to just exist as a conduit: my creativity flowing through me to the page for your eyes. But I felt, very strongly, that I needed to explain why I am I putting A Fiction Agreed Upon on hiatus.

    And because I am me and I will never make a story short if I can make into a epic (sorry, Hemmingway) here is a little bit of backstory.

    I came up with the concept for AFAU in 2016, during the summer. It quickly spiraled into the version you see now, with a cast of millions, world building, themes, ect. Then the American election happened, and I ended up changing some things. You see, in the original draft of AFAU, I was going to include far more “problematic” historical figures than the cast I have planned today. For example, I was not just going to have one Adolf Hitler, I was going to have TWO, a young artist and the Furher.

    This is because the driving thrust of AFAU has always been about how we (society) evaluate history and the people who make it. Would the Year Three Thousand look on a young Adolf, whose ambition is to paint, with pity? Hate? Fear? And how would it change their interactions with a Hitler who is at the end of his life, the murder of twenty million? How would that in turn affect his relationship with Napoleon and Napoleon with Robespierre and Robespierre with Machiavelli, so on and so forth.

    After November 2016, this changed. I knew I could not, would not, ever be comfortable with using Hitler. How could I be when global politics was taking such a turn to the conservative right? How could I interrogate people like Hitler (never mind the actual man), investigate and question without people mistaking my intentions, thinking that I was endorsing that kind of monstrous brutality?

    To be absolutely clear: I don’t and never will. Academic curiosity could never justify it in my mind. Hitler should go down as a monster in history.

    So I dialed it back. I re-evaluated my ‘cast list’. I made changes in response to real life. I know there are other creative minds out there who will insisted that you should never compromise your art to modern stresses. I don’t always agree with that.

    But I didn’t want to lose that angle. So, I didn’t cut all of them, but I tried to strive for balance. If I had Napoleon I needed to have Toussaint L’Ouverture. I wanted to question history and for history to examine itself.

    But now…

    2020 is a bizarre time to live in as a historian. I guess this is how Horace Walpole felt in 1793. You have beliefs about the world around you and then everything gets turned on it’s head and you just aren’t sure about anything anymore.

    Season Three of A Fiction Agreed Upon is/was going to dramatically increase the number of Historical Figure running around. Elizabeth the First, Catharine the Great, Lewis, Clark and Sacajawea. I had/have a long subplot about the Founders and Framers of the American Constitution that was going to loop Jerimiah (the alien who met Rain in the Louvre in season one) back into the plot.

    But now I don’t think I should. At least not right now.

    How can I justify talking about Thomas Jefferson, who knowingly, through his whole life, was willing and eager to prop up racism and slavery?

    How can I justify talking about Andrew Jackson whose legislature continued and massively increased the slow rolling genocide of Indigenous Americans?

    How can I justify talking about Magpie Jones, a non-binary person, who is going to have to keep explaining their gender identity to nearly everyone they’re risking everything to help?

    And the list goes on!

    The White Plague, the Second American Civil War, World War Three. Debates on what goes into recorded history and who gets left out and why. The scenes of militaristic oppression and violence on a resisting population who is trying to demand answers from their leadership.

    How can I justify writing any of this in 2020, when it is so fucking close to the reality we are living in?

    The answer: I can’t.

    I just

    Can’t.

    I won’t. It’s not the right thing to do right now.

    The same reason why I would not use Hitler in 2016 is the reason I will not write this in 2020. It’s just not appropriate.

    I don’t know when AFAU is going to come back.

    I do think it will eventually come back, mostly because it’s a keystone project to the rest of the Extended Universe, but it won’t be the same. I must do a lot of rigorous thinking about my approach.

    It is heartbreaking to post this. I’ve put a lot into A Fiction Agreed Upon. It’s important to me. But it’s still not as heartbreaking as what a lot of black, queer, immigrant or indigenous people are suffering today, right now, in 2020.

    And this is why AFAU is going on hiatus.

    Thank you for understanding.

    • Elaine.

    P.S. This is not to say that I won’t be posting. I’ll post essays, reviews, short stories or flash fiction. Maybe previews of one of the other million projects I’m working on. Just not AFAU. Not for a while.

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  • 7/2/2020: Loot

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    Cori held up the Passus to Cornelia. 

    “We found it among the flotsam in the Lion’s Head Galaxy.”

    Cornelia took the device, pressing her finger into it’s needle point. 

    “Such a troublesome thing,” she sighed. “If only they knew, it would do them no good to posses anyway.” Regardless she closed her hand around it and with a passing thought, it vanished again.

    Cori gasped. “Wait!”

    The hunt would go on. 

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  • Season Two. Episode Twenty-Four: Cue the Applause.

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    It was without a doubt the best rooms William had ever been given by a patron before. Everything was in plush velvet, rich furs of bears, tigers and lions and silk table runners.

    “The boss wants you two to be as comfortable as possible,” said the chippy little man who had taken Will and his companion to the rooms. They had walked barefooted through empty marble halls, though Will was sure he could hear distant laughing and speaking.

    “How very considerate!” Said his companion, a tall man with long and dark hair. His accent was not purely English however. “Perhaps we will now be allowed to find out why we are here?”

    The little man laughed. “To write for the Boss! He’ll come by soon enough when he comes up with what he wants, but until then,” he bowed, “he’d like you to sit back and relax.” The man winked. “There are menus on those shelves should you want anything. An-ee-thing.” He winked again and Will almost rolled his eyes.

    (more…)

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  • 7/1/2020: Palace

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    Tom could never get past the grandeur of the Palace after he had been to it. It was as if everytime he visited he noticed a new marvel. 

    But as time pasted and he learned more about the Princess and Xyacotal, the way he looked at it changed. He used to be impressed, even envious of the gilded walls and rich decor. Now as he walked past jewel encrusted decorations he wondered, how many could this have fed? He pictured The Sticks and how the Palace could have easily housed everyone, kept them warm and fed, but was reserved for only a few. 

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  • 6/30/2020: Engaged

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    A/N: This is very much a in-joke, just for me.

    Khark rested his chin on his staff and sighed. 

    “You know what I miss the most about earth?” He asked idly. Tess was flipping through a newly acquired book, it’s pages crumbling even as she coughed at the dust.

    “What?”

    “Memes.”

    Tess and Ber both stopped to look at him.

    “Really?” Ber drawled. “Not the sun on the bay, or the sounds of birds in the forest, Sebith forbid!” He raised his hands, grinning.

    Khark flipped his heels over his head and balanced on the stop of his staff. “No. I have all of that here. But trying to translate the delicate cross platforming of mutating a phrase or image until it’s a dadsist mess is goddamn impossible.”

    Tess and Ber glanced at one another. “That’s… a fair point.”

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  • 6/29/2020: Cavity

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    Far below them Destiny thought she cold make out the distant sound of water running, but the hole in the world was so big and dark that she could not see any farther than a few feet below the sudden drop off the cliff.

    She looked at Aku. “Has anyone ever been down it before?”

    He shook his head. “Not to my knowledge.”

    A powerful wind punched up through the hole and Desinty leaned back as her hair was tangled by it’s grasping fingers. She tightened her hold on her walking stick.

    “But that’s where we need to go?” She asked. 

    Aku nodded. 

    Destiny sighed and stepped forward. “No need to wait then.” She stepped into the darkness.

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  • 6/28/2020: Wednesday

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    “Halfway there,” Tom muttered through his gritted teeth. “Halfway.”

    This did not make him feel much better. His laborious day stretched infront of him, like a mountain cliff, rising straight into the sky and demanding that he find the strength within himself to climb it.

    He leaned back slightly, shivering as his back made contacts with the tomb like wall of the building behind him. He was cold down to the bone, the wind stabbing through his patched coat like a driven nail.

    He longed for a cigarette, if nothing else to keep his chest warm from the smoke.

    Tom straightened back up with a hiss as he was appracohed by a patron. 

    “Halfway. Halfway.”

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  • 6/19/2020: Happiest

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    Physically, Kara was lying on her roof, starlight beaming down on her, eyes half lidded and body sprawled like a tossed rag doll. But really she was buried deep in her own mind.

    “Do you remember what made you happiest, when you were alive?” She asked Raven. In the shared space of their minds, they were having tea. 

    Raven frowned for a moment. 

    “I can’t really remember what was real and what I dreamed when I was in that box,” she said slowly. “But I think I really enjoyed flying.”

    Kara starred. “You could fly?”

    Raven flashed her familiar smirk. “Like the clouds, darling.”

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  • 6/18/2020: Coin

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    Coin

    A/N: Sorry for the gap, everyone. We shall now resume.

    Jov was carefully balancing a coin on the tip of his finger. As Cori watch, he flicked it off and caught it, the magic flowing from his hands to surround the coin. 

    “How do you do that?” She asked. The space in front of them was cool and calm as the surface of a mirror. 

    Jov passed it to her and Cori focused on holding it up. 

    <If you learn how to spin it, I’ll give you a kiss.> Jov’s fingers flashed through the air. Cori turned her head away to hide her blush. The coin wobbled and fell. 

    “I’ll remember that,” she muttered. 

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