Kinda moved :/ All my tables are gone.

I’ve still gotta go back through and fix my pages/menus. but whatev. I was honestly expecting everything to be gone with the amateurish way I handled things ::mad laughter::

Anyways, have something to read:

EXCERPT: Through a Far Off Window

He watched the living room TV through the kitchen window of the brownstone three blocks away. He liked the lady that lived there. She always had the subtitles on.

He mentally catalogued the drone of the professor, but the bulk of his attention was on the TV show. It was a petty use of metability. He knew that voyeurism was wrong.

Yet still he watched through her window. Weekday after weekday, vicariously enjoying the media that she consumed. Occasionally catching a view of her as she passed through the room. One time she’d starting playing a dancing video game and he’d been amused at her wild gyrations.

She was entirely unselfconscious in her own home. Sure that nobody could see her in her upstairs apartment.

Sometimes he was tempted to tell her to step out of the way when she blocked his view of the TV. Other times he wished that she would turn just so and enable him to see the page of the book she was reading with such fascination while things exploded and action happened on her big screen TV.

/EXCERPT

Count Zero at Amazon

So like, I’ve been dissatisfied for a ridiculously long time, yet I’ve kept paying lots (LOTS) of money for hosting. Mostly because it’s hard to transfer content. I’m lazy. I didn’t have enough money to pay annually (which is the only way to save on the price). And I didn’t know how to do it.

Like, years and years of putting up with something both frustrating and expensive has really worn away at me.

I just can’t do it anymore.

So I’ve purchased new hosting and I’m going to be moving my blog and my stuff. The site names should stay the same. Though I can’t figure out how to retain my subscription lists or my content so…

It’s time for a reboot. HarperKingsley net.2.0, Kimichee 2.0, and HarperKingsley com 1.0.

So while it sucks in the short-term, long-term I should be able to get the https function to start working. (It’s something I’ve been struggling with. And yet, still no automatic little lock appearing in the browser.)

Changes are ahead. This may be the last in-inbox post you receive. If you want to stay subscribed, please visit my sites in a few days and resubscribe.

I should have some new WordPresses up and going by then.

Sorry. But it’s way past time to fix the wreck of my websites.

Love you.

Pax.

~HarperWCK

Faizel 02 at Amazon

"Woking on my game"–lol. Imma leave it.

A World of Madness: Cream of Wheat

She really enjoys the Cream of Wheat when she finds it. With just water and salt was fine; with a few tablespoons of milk it was a delight.

She happily eats it every day in that house that isn’t her own. As she performs chores to repay her presence there.

Fixing the electricity was a matter of course. She fumbled around for nearly a whole day before she figured out the setup and got the lights to switch on. But once she got it going, she was quick to get the food back into the newly disinfected refrigerator.

She left that place with her head held high and hope in her heart.

She didn’t know why the phones had stopped working.

She didn’t know why the sudden snowstorm had blanketed everything in feet of snow. She didn’t know why the bridge had flooded out. She didn’t know why she had made that wrong turn.

When she thought back, it was a series of mishaps that had brought her to the house.

Trudging back toward where she’d abandoned her car, she kept up a whispered conversation with Dahlia.

The cat had been so good natured throughout their month long adventure. They’d never been away from home for so long. It had been a relief not to have to keep Dahlia locked up. Something she would have had to do if the cat had been ruining anything.

Instead, Dahlia had seemed to show a genuine respect for their borrowed house. She had made use of the array of cat towers but had otherwise kept her claws to herself.

"When we get home," she said, "I’m going to buy you a whole bunch of new toys. Some little jangly balls and a new cardboard scratch pad. You’ve been such a good girl."

Dahlia took the praise with admirable aplomb, though there was a vague sense of rolled eyes. She accepted the scratching fingers through the side of her carrier, even going so far as to roll onto her side and offer more surface area.

"We’re going to be all right," she said. "It’s just been a really weird month. I’m going to be glad when things get back to normal."

The Way of the Househusband 01 at Amazon

Woking on my game, coming up with concept ideas.

My account: (https://harperkingsley.itch.io)

I’ll be posting my notes as I go.

A World of Madness

"A World of Madness" (https://harperkingsley.itch.io/awod current password: "behemoth") is my tester game. It’s where I’m planning out the format and colors (though the current color palette is eh) and how I’m going to make it happen.

Starts with "Impasse" and then the picking of a universe. The character "She" from Impasse is a ubiquitous character. She can be anyone. Or no one.

Currently there’s not much there, and that’s why the game is set to Restricted Access, but I think purchases can be made at this time. So I might add separate downloadable content.

As it is, as a browser playable game, feel free to click around. I even made a discussion board for it if anyone wants to help my html/css problems. (When a div is opened, the screen view doesn’t go to the top of the div. It just stays where it’s at. Very unhappy making for me. And the mobile view turns to landscape and the colors are off. Like way off.)

I’ve been making updates as I go along. It’s most definitely a work-in-progress. Though I’ve got a lot of ideas for the multiple storylines.

Restart: the World

She’d always seen the world in smears of color and soft detail. (Near-sighted with an astigmatism. It was the way it had always been.

  • She restarts the World. Everything is based on the way she perceived things. And she had bad eyesight.

People quickly realize that things are odd. Nothing is quite right, not just the noticeable color shifts but the feel of things. There was a palpable oddity to the world after The Phase Shift.

  • The Phase Shift — "The world had been attacked. Everything was changed. Human perception has been Shifted due to the interference of an alien virus."– the public is not to know what really happened. That the whole of reality has been restarted and reshaped. That everything they have always known is no longer real. They have been brought into a new and different place that reeked of familiarity. And they are to believe that it is home.

Smears of white clouds across a vibrant blue sky. The grass was shades of green all blended together with the occasional golden tuft rising high above, the puff-ball of seeds an odd [1-word, conglamation? conflagration? con-something put together] to minds expecting to see something different.

BRB…