The ringing echoes. Is it a gun or is it a dull hum?
Names are called. Could this be the last survivor or has that name already been called?
Sadness reigns. Can it last or will words inspire those left behind?
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A few moments ago, I was sitting quietly in a corner at the local Panera. The store manager came up to me and asked me to move. He needed the area for a meeting.
It’s a simple thing. The staff at Panera has often been good to me. Surely I can move for them.
Even after I moved, I felt a little off. I’d picked out a comfy place to write and had to give it up. There was a taste of bitter to that pill. Why? Because I had to react to something around me instead of controlling it myself.
No actual harm or foul, just a minor emotional reaction.
Another example of a reactionary mindset:
I picked up a long-awaited package from UPS. Not only was this a gift, but an impressive one. Logic said I needed to wait to get home to open it. My eagerness and the curiosity of a few friends led to me cutting open the package and assembling the contents on the back of my truck of all places!
Why did I do this? I was reacting to the excitement of the situation, going as far as diminishing my better judgment to a degree. Still, having a 1/4 scale Jean Grey is a wonderful thing…
I’ve had the most creative day in a long time. I’ve drawn, I’ve done development work on a book. I’ve written streams and streams of free writing, stuff that will never see the light of day, but I’m proud of it all the same.
Through it all, I’ve had a Google Play Music channel of 90s Alternative Hits playing. I started the music when I went to work out, kept it going through lunch, and kept it on through all that creative fun.
Trying to gear up for more now, but the hour grows late. Doesn’t mean I won’t try.
Given what I knew was ahead this morning, I wouldn’t have said today would be a worthwhile day. I was committed to not give up but had no expectation for success.
I used what I could and kept the creativity stoked. It roared into a warmer flame than before.
“Why do we fall?
“So we might learn to pick ourselves back up again.”
Those lines from Batman Begins may be the best part of that movie. (It’s an incredible movie without those lines.) It is an informative couplet, first coming from Thomas Wayne, then from Alfred.
We all fall sooner or later on our respective journeys. When those times come, we have to take a breath, patch our wounds–if only our wounded pride–and get back up.
There’s another saying: You can’t win if you don’t play. No matter what you’re playing, get up and keep going. You have it in you to succeed.
On my days off, I’ve been reading The Shadow Of What Was Lost by James Islington. Though I’m not finished with it, I’m enjoying the book tremendously. I’ll likely get the second book when it’s released later this year.
Last week, I came upon the following passage:
Here’s a question for you: If you saw the worst person you’ve ever met, a person who deserved the beating of a lifetime, would you do it?
Don’t answer right away.
I enjoy comic books. It’s not just the X-Men, but many other things. Art and story are both major passions for me. Comic Books are simply the best collision of those things.
My good friend at DarkSpace Games, Oscar Wright, has just set up a Kickstarter for a new survival horror RPG The Fallen World.
Friends, this has some twisted, creepy stuff inside. Notions of a media gone made with a sudden age of shadowy demons. It’s the sort of scenario where you have to ask what you’re willing to do in order to survive.
It’s moody, it’s dark. Yes, it’s still being built–that’s what the Kickstarter campaign is for. This is an open world game, one where your ability to gather resources directly impacts your ability to find shelter from the nightmares unleashed upon the city.
In the span of five minutes, I heard three pieces of pop culture news that really stood out. I’m going to run with them in the order I saw them…
To go along with the release of Scars Of Shadow, I’ve posted an interview with Smashwords. Ten questions, fun little details about me and how I write.
On Friday, April 7, 2017, I’m going to be live on The Speculative Fiction Cantina. The show starts at 6 PM Eastern / 3 PM Pacific and we’ll be discussing genre stuff and taking questions.
