"Modem Geeks: People or Fools?" -- I wrote this in early 1996 describing some of the people I've met online (I've met a total of five people online including two ex-girlfriends and I nearly met one more who turned out to be nuts).
I wrote this for a class assignment in Grade 12 in 1992.  We had to write a brief constitution of a fictional place and I chose hell.
Writing
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Much of the writing you will find here is stuff I wrote years ago (much of it in the early to mid 90s, with some stuff in the late 90s to present).  Sadly, I've been too busy to add much recent stuff to the site but if you're interested in reading any of my more recent writing (stories, screenplays, etc.), feel free to e-mail me and I can send you some stuff that way.  If you would like ito know what a Junk Mail Letter is, click on the link and I'm sure that will answer your questions.
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This is any writing of mine that wouldn't fit in the previous categories.
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Short Stories
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Columns
Other Writing
This is a selection of the short stories I have written.  For the most part, I wrote these several years ago.  Just to cover myself here, a couple of these stories contain language/content/etc. that may turn you into a person who would yell things like "What if the CHILDREN see this?  The poor, poor CHILDREN!" or "Why wasn't there a warning?  This man must be stopped!"

Seems to me that about half of the net is porn and nothing I have in my stories is even remotely as offensive as what you'll find on any porn site.  So no big deal.  If you want to read the stories, click on them.

Dumb Luck is probably my personal favourite of the bunch and I don't want to spoil it but anyway if you're intrigued, check it out.  Overkill is probably the most disturbing one you'll find.  The Worst Story is my story about a writer who's going a little nuts (perhaps not so oddly, I've seen many writers do this sort of thing).  The Day Stoney Cracked is the shortest story of the lot and that's all I'll say about that.  J.C. is a sort of semi-futuristic version of the final days of Jesus Christ.  I wrote this in Grade 12 and I'm not 100% impressed with the writing myself but I thought the idea was kind of neat.
This is the delightful tale of a madman, his son and his neighbour. A comedy!
J.C.  Yep, a REALLY big stretch I took in changing "Jesus Christ" to "J.C."   Wow, was I a genius or what.
This is not actually, as the title suggests, "The Worst Story." But it's pretty bad! Actually it's not. Or maybe it is.
The story "Dumb Luck". There is nothing else to say.
Note: Dumb Luck is copyright (c) 1993,1999 Lincoln Trudeau.  Overkill is copyright (c) 1994 Lincoln Trudeau.  The Worst Story is copyright (c) 1994 Lincoln Trudeau.  The Day Stoney Cracked is copyright (c) 1994 Lincoln Trudeau.  J.C. is copyright (c) 1992 Lincoln Trudeau.  Yep, I haven't written many short stories in a while.
"Overkill", a twisted sort of story. Yep. 'tis all.
DUMB LUCK
OVERKILL
WORST
STONEY
J.C.
What is a junk mail letter?  Well, like most of you, I get junk mail.  Most I recycle or throw away.  Sometimes though, I get a letter in my junk mail that's so stupid, pointless, ridiculous or just baffling that I decide to write back a sarcastic reply; the end result is (in most cases) the people don't write back.

Occasionally I've written such letters to companies who think I owe them money or who won't leave me alone and usually, in the end, they see things my way (or they pretend they do because I give them headaches).

Note that there are two links for BMG -- the second one is a follow-up to the first one.  Also note the junk mail letters are listed in chronological order (from left to right, from top to bottom, from earliest to latest).  The more recent ones tend to be shorter (though not necessarily better) in case you're pressed for time.
DeVry can be serious about success on their own damn time.  Yeah, that doesn't make sense.  But I don't care anymore.
You may have already won a pain in the ass!
If anyone writes you and talks about a buddha hair supporting a rock, BE AFRAID.
Don't leave home without reading their crap.
Some damn pendant you get as a "free prize."  Yeah.  THAT sounds normal.
Nobody ever began a successful sentence with "I learned from home!"
I played BMG's own game against them...they didn't like that very much.
The "vision" is a little blurred as far as I'm concerned.
They tell me if I send them a bunch of money, they'll publish one of my crappy poems in a big volume.  Sounds wrong already.
I didn't even want the damn credit card and they tried to CHARGE me to not even use the damn thing.  The NOIVE! (that's cartoon character voice for "the NERVE!")
STORIES
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JUNK MAIL
COLUMNS
OTHER
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Let me know if YOU find out how to stop these guys from writing you.
BMG finally gave in...and it almost cost them the life of a precious CD.
POETRY
CONVENTION
PUBLISHERS CLEARING...
DEVRY
NEW INTER-
NATIONALISTS
CANADA TRUST
PENDANT
ICS
BMG #1
BMG #2
COLUMBIA
HOUSE
AMERICAN
EXPRESS
WORLD VISION
This is a book icon I've chosen because it seems related to short stories.  Sadly, that is all to this tale.  Although once there was a small goblin...(continued on next book icon)
Over the years I have written various columns, opinion pieces etc. on a number of subjects.  Below are some of these columns.  Some I wrote for school newspapers or magazines; some I wrote just because I felt like it.  If you would like any details regarding a particular column (eg. why I wrote it, when I wrote it, etc.), just move the cursor over one of the buttons below (the part of the button without text works best) and a few details regarding the column will appear.  These are listed in chronological order (least recent to most recent).
This section contains any writing that did not fit in any of the above categories.   Some of this writing dates back to 1992 (one of the more involved pieces is a 1993 journal of a trip I took from Pickering, Ontario to Pasadena, Newfoundland); some of it is much more recent (including an angry review of the movie Wing Commander).  In any case, new content will be added to this section as it becomes available so keep checking back for new links.  If you're not certain what any of the buttons below are for, move the mouse cursor over them for a description or just click on a button: the page you go to should have all the info you'll need.
(continued from previous book icon)...named Malvindo.  The goblin was bitter because his children were boiled in strawberry goo after they were born.  All because of Sputyklik, the Evil Non-Goblin God!  But then one day Malvindo snuck up on Sputyklik with a scythe and cut off his buttocks!  And oh, how Malvindo laughed! "Sit now, fool" said Malvindo, "for you have no buttocks!"  THE END
All of these letters were actually sent.  I hate most junk mail but some is inspiring I must say. Except...(continued on next envelope icon)...
(continued from previous envelope icon)...junk mail on the net. Man! It's either "free money" or it's "naked celebrities".  Nothing inspiring there.  And they never stop.  On my hotmail, I blocked the maximum 250 senders and STILL, they never let up. We should just firebomb them all.  Or something.
The pen is mightier than the pencil because though it needs to be refilled, it need not be sharpened.  Actually, that's a silly thought.  Forget I ever said it and I'll speak of it no more.
My dad used to have a quill thingee or something like that.  Boy, would that be annoying.  Stopping after half a sentence to dip your pen.  I'd probably just kill myself.
Ah, a pile of books.  Sure brings back the memories.  Memories of lugging $50-$100 books to class and NEVER USING THEM. Stupid rip-off instructors!
Heavy books make excellent doorstops.  Somewhat heavy books make adequate doorstops.  Very light books make the door fly in your face and give you a bruise and pound the door and then rip it off the hinges and throw it at the TV.  Use heavy books to avoid such problems.
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STAND-UP
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Click here to go to my Resumes page -- this contains my acting resume plus my non-acting (ie writing-related) resume.
RESUMES
Oh look at that. Now if that's not quality animation, I don't know what is.
This animation will never stop.  Just look at it.  For hours. Tireless.  Efficient.  Utterly pointless.  Where does it get its energy?
Written in 1993; click here to go to the main page of the journal I wrote for my trip to Newfoundland.  Those who have read this so far have found it funny and I hope you do also.
Written in 1999; click here to go to my review/attack of the movie Wing Commander (the review is no longer topical but since I don't have a regular forum to post movie reviews, I just wrote this for the hell of it and it was never published so I'm posting it here).
NEWFOUNDLAND
TRIP
WING
COMMANDER
"Conspiracy at My Doorstep" -- I wrote this some time in 1997.  It is a humorous (well I hope it is anyway) look at conspiracy theories.
"Why Can't I Laugh Like I Used To?" -- I wrote this in April of 1999.  This is a sort of annoyed and bitter look at the stand-up comedy industry.
CONSPIRACY
WHY CAN'T
I LAUGH...
CONSTITUTION OF HELL
MODEM
GEEKS
"Grade Nine Ski Trip To St. Donat, Quebec" -- written in fall of 1993.  It's a short piece I wrote for my OAC (Grade 13) English class about a ski trip I had taken four years earlier that was semi-disastrous.
"Lovers 'R' Us" -- written in fall 1993.  Like the previous piece of writing, this was written for my English class.  It's a silly piece but a fun one.
"Furniture Store From Hell (a.k.a. Grandma's House)" -- written in 1994 for ANOTHER English class I took the second semester of my OAC (Grade 13) year.  Sort of nostalgic and sort of humorous.
CD review: "The Big Lebowski" from 1998.  Why would I put such an old CD review on my site?  Well I write for a music magazine regularly but I haven't had this review published anywhere before and well, it's not my best review but it's a decent, short piece of writing.  So here it is.
"Stupid Movies" -- I took a public relations class in early 1998 and...actually, click the button; there's more info there so why repeat it?
A sort of critique of the Toronto Sun newspaper, where I interned for six weeks in late 1997.  More explanation to come once you push this button.
"Scapegoats" -- I wrote this in late 1996 about the ridiculous notion that rock music is responsible for many of the world's evils.
"How To Grow Eyes on a Couch Potato" -- I wrote this in late 1996 about different ways of messing with the heads of people who are addicted to TV.
SCAPEGOATS
COUCH
POTATO
"Campbell's Court",  summer 1998. I used to live in a place called Campbell Court in Bowmanville, Ontario and I wrote a 6-page newsletter which made fun of the people who lived in the complex and then I distributed it to everyone's door at night. The style of this is inspired by The Onion (http://www.theonion.com) though all content is original and mine.
"Campbell's Court",  summer 1999.  See "CAMPBELL #1" for details.  This is the second (and last) newsletter.  This one is 8 pages long.
ST. DONAT
SKI TRIP
LOVERS 'R' US
FURNITURE STORE
FROM HELL
TORONTO SUN
CAMPBELL #1
CAMPBELL #2
STUPID MOVIES
LEBOWSKI
Three poems I wrote back in 1992.  WARNING: these are not even close to the best writing I've done.  Read if you like but I guarantee nothing.
POEMS
Written April 2000 (edited slightly in August 2001).  This is a bitching, venting, potentially humorous account of how some bastard kid stole my computer and then I caught him. Ha!
COMPUTER STOLEN
Written in August 2001. At the time of writing, I work in an office building and there's red tape to do even the simplest task.  This is basically mocking that red tape (there's a more thorough explanation on the page itself too).
LIGHTS OUT
Written in March 2001. It doesn't hold any particular personal significance or anything; I just felt inspired one day and wrote it. Nothing more to say.
FOUR GOOD CUPS OF TEA