These worlds are procedurally generated

Much care was given to maximum compactness of code.

and

The last part added was the 3D radar display fitted into the last few unused bytes in their computer.

Then I received this from The Delinquent Magazine:

“Hi Andrew,

Will you marry me? Thank you for your submission. The delinquent is pleased to announce that we will be printing ‘War, what is it good for? (A Gen-kill poem)’ and ‘George Clooney can do anything’ in issue 19.

We have specially ‘borrowed’ this plane to contact you because, although we are unable to pay contributors, or even provide them with a free copy, we honestly believe that, where your writing is concerned – THE SKY IS THE LIMIT!!”

Photographs of this message can be viewed at:

https colon forwardslash forwardslash the_pentagon forwardslash aerialsurveillance (one word) dot axisofevil (one word) dot fp=126qz, 3pvw dot X7984g15D2

Please set your browser not to accept cookies. To view your message correctly you will need one of the following: (1) a mirror; or (2) photo-editing software – please select flip image horizontal.

Alternatively for a 7” x 6” glossy print of your message, please send your passport and a recent utility bill, together with a banker’s draft for $30 to the following address: The Secret Government of Earth, #REDACTED#, #REDACTED#, Isle of wight. Please remember to clearly mark your envelope ‘Top Secret’.

Please note all highly classified aerial surveillance images will be automatically recorded over within 12 hours of receiving this email, so don’t delay!”

Now it is time to let the docking computer fly the Cobra Mk III: 

Elite by David Braben and Ian Bell

The Violent

I have two poems forthcoming with Bone Orchard Poetry.

Published out of Ireland the blogzine describes itself as explorative of the Bleak/ the Surreal/ the Dark/ Absurd and the Experimental.

Bone Orchard Poetry

Since January Bone Orchard Poetry has published several Howie Good poems, if you only read one then make it HARBINGERS. Howie Good is one of my favourite poets. What I find within his work are the writings of the static tension moments within violence.

Kyle Hemmings is the newest poet I have found to read. He too has several poems with the Blogzine. For me Post-Op has echoes of Ballard’s Crash. I first read his work over at the South Townsville micro poetry journal where he has a poem titled In the Junkyards.

Poems forthcoming in The Delinquent and Burley

I have five pieces of writing coming out in April: three with The Delinquent, and two with Burley.

Below is a 3D printer, one day soon humans will be printing everything they want, it will be like Star Trek, but without food, and everything will need batteries.

This is not a microwave

To quote New Scientist paraphrasing Canny:

"Once they have developed ink-jet cartridges that can handle all the polymers needed for casing and circuit printing, Canny predicts they could make, say, a remote control for a TV."

Here I was thinking humanity would be able to shoot 3D printers at Mars and have the printers make everything colonists require before the colonists even set a foot on the planet, I guess what is needed is more remote controls, and ducks.

Note the yellow duck

And shoes.

This shoe was designed by David Cronenberg

Because shoes of the future are here now.

Below are mock-ups of the first in two series of death robots I will be printing out. I have started stockpiling batteries courtesy of ex-housemates.

Mark 1 and 2 Death Robots, a stranger designed these

And Warren Ellis is worried about robots that will eat your greens, and rotted human flesh [Ellis has it wrong, these machines he is concerned with are anti-Zombie machines].

And here are acceptance words from The Delinquent:

Hi again Andrew,

Welcome back to delinquency, an independent state of mind. There is no National Anthem.

A bijou (and precarious) residence on the edge of sanity, sure, but the visions are inspired – and, on a clear day, local legend has it that glory may be apprehended.

In a magical land, where the one-eyed man is king, and interest rates are always high, an epic adventure is about to begin…

[There follows a montage of writers playing ping-pong, and sweeping across a desolate moor in slow motion, their hair wind-swept, hearts pounding, mouths mouthing /emotional entreaties, like a fleet of divas on the crest of a high note.]

In a crazy world, where stockbrokers rule, a rebellion is coming…

   April 2012

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Okay, so I know we normally try to weave your acceptance details seamlessly into the body of our nonsense, but this time is an exception.

What you really want to know is that we’re very pleased to say we’ll be printing “Plod”, “Seven true sentences for Ernest” and “The Big Red One”  in issue 17 of the delinquent. Many thanks for your submissions.

The magazine will be out in April, we’ll let you know when. Hopefully things won’t be slowed down too much by releasing the mag simultaneously on kindle for the first time.

Thank you for your magnificent words, and for your inestimable contribution to this magazine.

all the best,

jason

www.thedelinquent.co.uk

Words forthcoming in streetcake magazine and Verity La, in other news: people are in space!

Verity La and streetcake magazine are publishing poems by me.

Issue 18 of streetcake magazine will have one poem, before then checkout streetcake magazine issue 17.

Over the coming weeks Verity La will be publishing five poems. Until then read Potential Band Names by Finnigan and Brother.

These people are in space, which is awesome.

Poems forthcoming in The Delinquent Magazine Issue Fifteen

August is double poem month, all in Issue 15 of The Delinquent Magazine.

If I'd sold my Grandma I’d buy her back.

Now Marvel at this picture of an Oltec Merchant who offers to help your people.

Now read below for another great collection of acceptance words.

“The theme to this issue’s acceptance letter is IDENTITY, or what makes you you. So expect references to your municipal swimming baths, and local cafes, and other amenities, paeans and peonies.

Understandably, tailoring our messages with pungent local landmark spices will take a little time. But it is an undertaking we are more than willing to shoulder, because we want to know more and more and more about the leaky roofs and raging hormones that make you all so special. We have enlisted the services of a few hundred recently unemployed journalists to make this happen (with a few Met officers thrown in for free).

In the meantime, while we gather the dirt, we are pleased to tell you that we will be printing “Spaceship Twangdog” and “The baine-maries” in issue 15 of the delinquent.

Home is where the heart is.”

What’s an Oltec Merchant?

I can hear you ask.