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Apr. 28th, 2009 05:33 amI've spent the past three nights with my head buried in a short story that's flowing well enough that it can only mean one thing: 1.) It's not as good as I think it is, or 2.) I'm about to write myself into a corner at any moment. Possibly both, and it could all be the rat's fault if I keep 'im in there...
In the meantime, I bring you taxidermy art for the macabre at heart. (Disclaimer: No animals were killed specifically for these works. All parts scavenged from the roadside/found in the the wild/donated, etc. It's gristley, but rather fascinating.)