Hey bookworms! While I’ve been just slaving away at new chapters, I also started up another little project, and I swear it isn’t nearly as distracting as it sounds. There’s lots of people out there who like stories, but don’t necessarily have the means to hunker down and stare at a book or screen for a time to consume it. Audiobooks are pretty huge now, and so I figured, I might as well offer people that same luxury, so I started up the Aural Anthology, a channel where you can find audio versions of my work! For free!
See? They’re diggin’ it, so it must be great
First up is the audio version of Friday Nights at Cheep’s, some quick flash-fiction to test everything out and see how it all goes! A very special thank you to Matthew Branton for his excellent voice work in this little piece.
I hope you all enjoy it, and if you do, don’t hesitate to share it! Until the next post, Keep Yourself Alive!
Star Wars: The Last Jedi was a great film. Or it was a terrible film. Or it was a good film, but a bad Star Wars film. I dunno, I can’t keep up anymore.
At least we can all agree it was, indeed, a movie. Right…?
I’m a fan of Star Wars, as I’ve said before. Personally, I had a lot of fun with the new film. I was able to see it twice, and I thoroughly enjoyed it, especially in getting to catch certain things that I missed on my first viewing. There are a lot of things people have talked about regarding the movie, from the way certain characters were portrayed, how the universe continued to work, and where the narrative took us. In this article, however, I would like to talk about one specific element that I’ve heard criticized consistently, and that probably sticks with me the most. Obviously, massive spoilers ahead after the jump.
Been a little bit. Things have been hectic obviously, although I won’t deny there was some laziness in there somewhere. I’ve started some freelance work as an editor, and I’m happy to be putting my skills to good use, especially in a way that helps others. There are some new chapters on the way, along with some other new stories that I want to refine a bit more before they go up.
However, one thing they always say is to keep writing, everyday, as much as you can, no matter what it is, even if it’s the same word repeatedly. This morning, I did just that. I had a random thought in my head, and I decided to let my fingers do the talking, so here’s Friday Nights at Cheep’s. Just scraping in under 1000 words. Not exactly flash-fiction in length, but in that it came outta nowhere in a flash for me, so whatever, it’s some random flash-fiction for your Friday. Well damn…maybe I should make that a thing to help me get back into this…”Flash-Fiction Fridays.”
For now though, enjoy this one, and let me know what you think, if you think anything!
Hello there, bookworms! In the process of getting other writing projects finished, I completely forgot about some flash-fiction I had written not long ago that I wanted to share with everyone. Flash-fiction is a lot of fun for exploring smaller ideas and sometimes even as a launchpad for a grander one.
We did it bookworms! The fifth chapter of Blast Back is up now for your reading pleasure! God, it’s taken forever, and I hate myself that it has. So many unforeseen circumstances along with large gaps in being able to tackle the chapter in great length, but I’ve carved away at it all this time, so now it’s complete!
Hopefully, hopefully, after this final semester is over, I can get to a way more consistent schedule for getting out anything that I want to share, instead of the sparsity we’ve had to deal with for such a long time now. If you’re still around after all this time, thank you so much for your support, in whatever way you give it, and especially, thank you so much for your patience.
Until the next post, Keep Yourself Alive.
Riding home in the middle of the night, I got a hint of inspiration watching the Richmond and Vancouver traffic rolling on home after Victoria Day events. I don’t do poetry a lot, but sometimes the mood strikes, or there’s the perfect little idea that can’t be anything more than handful of words.
Either way, there’s a new poem up, Gold Spot, up for your reading pleasure. Enjoy!
Captain America: Civil War, despite my few complaints with it, is definitely a fun film, worth the ticket and the sticky floor to see. Ultimately, these are my opinions (as usual) and just an overall feeling I have, but it doesn’t really detract as much from my enjoyment as this post would maybe make it seem. I thoroughly enjoyed the movie, and it’s leagues ahead of the snowball of trouble that is Batman v Superman, despite me being able to enjoy that too. For now, though, I just wanted to articulate some thoughts/concerns I had about Civil War and the overarching Marvel Cinematic Universe.
The point beyond this jump is full of unmarked spoilers for Captain America: Civil War, so only read on if you’ve seen the movie or don’t mind! If you do mind, maybe pass the time by catching up on the short stories I have instead…