My Warhammer 40k Experience

I gotta say, reading Warhammer 40k has, so far, been a gross, hacking, slashing, eviscerating experience. I have been reading it for two reasons. I need ideas for imagery and short story formats. 

 

It has actually been pretty helpful as far as the formats. I am learning a lot. However, reading nothing but stories riddled with phrases like "a casual flick of its bladed leg licked out and eviscerated Brother Mellius quicker than the eye could follow. His shorn halves collapsed in a flood of red, but his bellows of pain were drowned out by the Angel's hateful shrieks", and, "the blood chunks of flesh and armour that fell to the ground were no longer recognizable as human", or my own personal favorite, "the Manskinner's army was nothing more than 4,000 mangled corpses and a lake of blood that was slowly draining away between the cracks in the plascrete", is giving me fracking nightmares.

 

Who wants to play 'Name That Incredibly Gross and Nasty Sci-fi Short Story?"

 

I seriously doubt my battle/action scenes are going to be that graphic, but it is nice to know I have options. I am really sleepy and it is only 7:38PM on a Saturday night. Pitiful. The craziness of my last few days, attempting to stay on top of my 'reading to write' research, and my three kids, two small ones and one big one, have me beat.

 

But I am the tortoise, you know? Slow and steady wins the race? No matter how much the slow is making you crazy? Damn, life is good.  

 

 

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