Author name: Leah Cutter

Spam alert

I lost my BB here in SF. I’ve changed the passwords to my gmail, facebook and LJ accounts, things I believe I accessed from my BB. I never accessed the Twitter from there, so I think I’m okay with that. However, if you see something weird from me, please let me know. Either I missed

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New Fiction Sunday!

Yeah, I know. A bit late. But hey, I finished! I figure that counts for something. Hunting Ghosts In The Machine Overcrowding, pollution and acid rain have reduced humanity’s livable areas. For most, space is achieved through virtual reality. Only a few see behind the mask. They’re the collectors, who hunt the ghosts in the

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Scheduling Redux

I didn’t get well according to plan. Or at least, not well enough to be able to write. Not until today, Saturday. The good news is that I’m 3000 words or so into the story, 2000 of that written today. I’ll finish the story today — it’s going to only be 4000 words or so.

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Rescheduling

Friday/Saturday I had what I think was a 24-hour flu, the kind where every muscle aches and you’re exhausted, but can still think. Or at least I could, and I could still write. So I was able to finish last week’s story on time. This week I’ve come down with something different, a pretty nasty

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A solitary life

I’ve been really good this week about getting up early and writing. The short story ended up being about 8500 words, and I wrote it all out by hand over four days. This morning I could not wake up. It wasn’t that I was exhausted so much as I couldn’t get my brain to start.

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Fifth story up!

I have finished and posted the fifth story! W00t! It will be available for free here for a week, until the next short story goes up. Then it will be available for $.99 from the usual suspects, Smashwords, Amazon and B&N. I started this story when I was living in New Orleans. I could never

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