T-Shirts

I don't even need to make a screen for this.  I think I'll use paper cutouts.

I love t-shirts.  Love love love.

(Technically, this shouldn't be tagged I made this, because I haven't yet.  But I will!)

Raygun

I needed to host this stolen image somewhere.  If you want one, you can get it from Ray Gun.

Ghost Picture, part 3: The more you know

While Wikipedia surfing as preparation for commie pinko writing contest, I discovered that sodium thiosulfate, the active ingredient in most photographic fixers, can also be used as an antidote to cyanide poisoning.

Ghost Picture part 2

Something else to ponder, besides the nature of ghosts, is what kind of thing I am writing.  I know that it's nonfiction, which just means that anything that isn't true or real needs to be framed as such.  (One of the interesting things about nonfiction is the lengths it can be stretched.  I can tell a story entirely from my imagination, as long as the story is framed so that the reader knows.)

I could write a biography or account of a historical event.  But that seems unlikely.  I'd have to, you know, learn stuff first.

(Although, I could write about something I already know.  Like photography.  Which happens to be the subject of the prompt.  This deserves some thought.)

I still probably won't write a biography or historical event.  But I might write an instruction manual for silver gelatin printing.

Which means that a photograph is exactly the right prize to send in. 

Brother Mark and Brother Augustin, St. Albert's Priory, Oakland CA

Ghost (disambiguation)

trace image, ghosting

lingering effects (like the rocking of the ground when I step off a boat) when I have not yet reconciled then with now

transparent

insubstantial

barely-there

a ghost of a chance

phantom limb syndrome

light flares

light leaks

ektoplasm-green

dogs and cats living together, mass hysteria

He's pretty cute for a Ghostbuster, she says

dreams

delusions

hope

There is always at least one sense missing- a ghost might be seen, heard, but not touched.  Or heard and smelled but not seen or felt.  Or felt but not seen or heard.  If you can see, feel, hear, touch, and taste, then it is real.

Has there ever been a ghost one could taste?

Am I cheating?

marshmallow ghosts

Pac-Man

Halloween

Back to the whole tasting thing.  The ghost in that silly Nora Roberts book I just read manifested as the smell of flowers, occasional sighting, and occasional writing-on-the-mirror-in-steam.  Lots of ghosts can be heard.  And sometimes ghosts can be felt; they run ghostly fingers across your arm, or fling furniture around in a ghostly rage.  But taste never comes into it.  Which means that the best method of ghost-detection is to try to lick your ghost.  If you can lick it, it's not a ghost.  Free advice, from me to you.

Ghost Pictures

Oh dear.

I did, in fact, enter the Commie Pinko Writing Contest.  And now that means I actually need to write something.  A nonfiction something about ghost pictures.  Or, tangentially about ghost pictures.  Or somehow occupying a place together in the Great Venn Diagram in the Sky with ghost pictures.  You get the idea.

I feel like I've been thinking about ghosts a lot, lately.  Or, I've been thinking about things that used to exist, which is kind of the same thing.  I think a ghost is anything that I can summon, behind my eyelids or inside my throat, even though I know it doesn't exist.

I am trying to brainstorm what I might say, so that I am better prepared when I try to say it.  But it's very hard to think about writing something without actually, you know, writing something.  It's the everything but, which I was never very good at maintaining once the clothes were off.  Everything but always just turned into anything goes, which turned into a vague sense of disappointment and lingering smell of cigarettes.

I turn everything into sex.  I could probably play "six degrees of sex" in which I take random thoughts and link them to sex, with no more than six connections. 

Or I could do something else.

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Can I be rusty at a skill I've never really had in the first place?