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March 28, 2011
Neck-and-Neck
Just a head's up: Chris and Debbie, there's a one-point spread between you. Not going to say who's in the lead, but thought I would throw that out there while there's still a few days left...
The rest of you, keep rocking it! It's still anyone's game :)
March 16, 2011
March $$$ Madness
As I sit here using my psychic abilities to fill out the NCAA bracket, I just can't help but notice that I'm not exactly going mad over this whole tournament. I never have, and it seems very un-festive to me.My March has no "madness" in it... and I kind of want there to be a little. So I thought and I thought about how I could be wild and crazy this March. And this is what I came up with:
Starting TODAY and ending the last day of this month, I'm going to hold a contest. In this contest there will be two, yes TWO, winners. Each winner will receive a $25 gift card to either B&N or Amazon to support your reading habit :)
How do you win, you ask?
Well, since you asked so politely, I shall answer. You see, my invisible buddy who tells me stories (i.e. Rhea) needs some reviews out there in internet land. We're talking on Amazon, B&N, Borders, Goodreads, blogs, Shelfari... wherever.
You see, just the other day I was in the book store trying to choose between three books on the same subject, and guess what I did? I pulled up their profiles on Amazon and read several reviews on each book. Those reviews guided me to the books I finally purchased.
Reviews matter.
For this reason, our dear Rhea needs reviews out there so people can get a feel of whether or not it's the book they're looking for, based on your honest reviews.
So here are the rules:
* Every review gives you one entry* Each book counts separately (e.g., if you review all 4 books on goodreads, you get one entry for each separate review link)* You can re-post the same reviews on multiple sites to rack up the points * Previously published reviews posted prior to the this announcement are eligible (blog reviews or site)* You must include a link to each review to get a point* There are no deductions for not giving it every star possible* If you know me personally, you are still eligible--same goes if you don't know me* Easy points include being a follower of this blog (+1), follow on Twitter (+1), tweeting about this (+1), and/or pimping this with a link on an FB status update (+1). That's potentially four easy entries right there on TOP of your review entries :)
As mentioned before there will be TWO winners:
Winner #1 will be the ambitious soul who posts the most reviews, over and above everyone elseWinner #2 will be drawn by random from my souvenir "panning for gold" pan
Basically, anyone can win.
So, you ready to have some MARCH MADNESS bibliophile style?
Let's go to town and give Rhea some review love!!!
Who's with me???
To enter, fill out the form below:
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March 14, 2011
Tsunamis and Body Surfing
If you haven't watched from the ground footage of the tsunami in Japan, I highly recommend it. Watching the footage without commentary is good for the soul, I think.
Some of you know I lived in Maui for six months. Loved it. I made a promise when I went there that I would get in the water every single day, and I did. For the first few months the waves tossed me around like an uncoordinated rag doll. Then one day I "got" it. The rhythm of the ocean and how it pulses.
I remember one day driving down to Big Beach. We were still a mile away and could hear the percussion of the waves on the sand. When we reached the beach, the tourists all stood, coolers and towels in hand, gaping at the twelve-foot waves that had taken over their vacation spot, breaking and crashing right before the water line.
What I did that day wasn't smart. It wasn't a good example, but it was a personal test I wanted to take. I looked at those waves, pounding the sand so hard I felt it in my bones, and saw the path past them into the bobbing roller coaster behind the break. And I wanted to go on that ride.
So I did, even though the massive audience of tourists made me a bit nervous... After all, I was about to be a very bad example... and possibly publicly humiliated.
Laying my towel on the beach, I walked to the waves more than twice my height. There was no fear in me, just the absolute awareness that timing was everything if I didn't want to be beach slapped--and I knew that if I made a misstep I would indeed take a serious hit.
When my opening came, I didn't run for it. There was no fevered action. More important than what towered above of me was the push/pull of what was going on at my feet. That was my guide of whether to slow down, hurry up, or move backward. Despite what my eyes saw, the dance at my feet was the key to success.
Melodramatic story short: never moving faster than a stroll, I waded out until the tide pulled and beckoned, then I pushed off and swam into its pull. Easy as that, I was behind the breaks and bobbing safely out of the crash zone. It was like having a balcony view of the beach, so I saw it when two guys toss down their towels and stormed the beach. Like everyone else there, they'd watched what I'd done (most of them in parental horror), and these guys hadn't come to Hawaii for nothing!
They were going to swim, by golly! And massive waves weren't going to stop them!
If my bad example enticed these two guys to brave waters they didn't understand, then watching these two guys get pounded back to the beach kept the rest of the tourists from following my bad example. In fact, as I watched the athletic guys get beat down and sand scratched, my own confidence wavered at my ability to get out of the situation I'd put myself in.
Had I overestimated my abilities?
When the time came to get out (i.e. I noticed some well-meaning parents thought I was stuck), I swam over to the danger zone, lifting, dropping, and mostly doing my best to ignore all the fear channeled my direction. This was between me and the wave.
I bobbed until my opening came. I knew because the water swirling around me told me the very instant I had to make my move. No hesitating. No forcing the moment. Just being in the moment and being aware of the laws that governed me.
I can't site many moments of true grace in my life. I've certainly never been confused for a ballerina, but if I ever had a moment of grace in my life, this was it. It was as if I'd been lowered by gentle hands to stroll to safety while framed in angry white water. In THAT moment, and for those few breaths of my life, I had been EXACTLY in tune with the laws of nature--laws that would just as soon smash me to the beach and turn me into fish food as guide me to safety like an overindulgent guardian angel.
It was this experience, combined with many others that altered my understanding of God and justice.
Water is not malicious. It doesn't go out of its way to hurt you. It simply follows the laws that govern it, without exception. Different people walk up to the same wave, with dramatically different results. Some can't get their footing while others play with ease. Some put their towels too close and have them pulled out to sea. Others put them too far away and burn their feet on the sand trying to get to them. Same beach, different experiences.
The possibilities of what may happen are limitless when people do not understand the laws of the water. But once one learns, the possibilities of what can be done in the ocean vary from predictable to breathtaking. Surfing, sailing, swimming...whatever. They all require understanding of immutable laws that govern us whether we are aware of them or not.
All of nature is the same way. It will kill you just as soon as feed you. We're all part of the cycle, after all. Nature won't assassinate a squirrel while wrapping a protective cocoon around you. There is no bias or favoritism. Fire, earth, air, water... they're all obedient to the laws that govern them. And when we fight or ignore those laws, we are in their war path.
And that's why I think it's important to watch the tsunami footage. Not because I'm an alarmist that wants you to sign up for a food storage MLM which illicits sales by promoting fear, but because I think it is very, very important not to forget exactly how helpless we are when nature takes it up a notch. It is absolute silliness and worse than naivete to think that our ignorance will protect us.
My first day on the beach in Maui was an embarrassment. My thirtieth was arguably more dignified. After two months I was "getting" it and realizing how stupid I'd been before. In days following, I got a little less stupid.
Then I moved, and now it's been nearly three years. Trust me, I'm stupid again. Fully. I watched the power of the waters easily pulling cars and houses out to sea and thought, "I forgot." I forgot that I'd seen yachts tossed around like toys by heavy storms on the island, quickly creating multi-million-dollar scrap heaps. I forgot that the ocean didn't care if someone was on their honeymoon before it smashed them into a reef. I forgot that beach lines were approximate markers, not a die-hard property lines between what man claimed and what nature was allowed. I'd forgotten that nature is always in flux and doesn't care much for "should," and only deals with what "is."
We shouldn't forget, though. I implore us all not to ignore this moment of learning and contemplate the Bachelor instead. But don't get all mopey, doom-and-gloom either. Because if I can walk out of torrential waves like an effing Venus then there's hope for us all.
We just need to learn, be prepared, and practice. If we understand, we'll have a view outside of the danger zone when we encounter the tsunamis of our own lives.
First 1:30 is of water. After that it is footage of water moving to land. Both are worth seeing.
Some of you know I lived in Maui for six months. Loved it. I made a promise when I went there that I would get in the water every single day, and I did. For the first few months the waves tossed me around like an uncoordinated rag doll. Then one day I "got" it. The rhythm of the ocean and how it pulses.
I remember one day driving down to Big Beach. We were still a mile away and could hear the percussion of the waves on the sand. When we reached the beach, the tourists all stood, coolers and towels in hand, gaping at the twelve-foot waves that had taken over their vacation spot, breaking and crashing right before the water line.What I did that day wasn't smart. It wasn't a good example, but it was a personal test I wanted to take. I looked at those waves, pounding the sand so hard I felt it in my bones, and saw the path past them into the bobbing roller coaster behind the break. And I wanted to go on that ride.
So I did, even though the massive audience of tourists made me a bit nervous... After all, I was about to be a very bad example... and possibly publicly humiliated.
Laying my towel on the beach, I walked to the waves more than twice my height. There was no fear in me, just the absolute awareness that timing was everything if I didn't want to be beach slapped--and I knew that if I made a misstep I would indeed take a serious hit.
When my opening came, I didn't run for it. There was no fevered action. More important than what towered above of me was the push/pull of what was going on at my feet. That was my guide of whether to slow down, hurry up, or move backward. Despite what my eyes saw, the dance at my feet was the key to success.
Melodramatic story short: never moving faster than a stroll, I waded out until the tide pulled and beckoned, then I pushed off and swam into its pull. Easy as that, I was behind the breaks and bobbing safely out of the crash zone. It was like having a balcony view of the beach, so I saw it when two guys toss down their towels and stormed the beach. Like everyone else there, they'd watched what I'd done (most of them in parental horror), and these guys hadn't come to Hawaii for nothing!
They were going to swim, by golly! And massive waves weren't going to stop them!
If my bad example enticed these two guys to brave waters they didn't understand, then watching these two guys get pounded back to the beach kept the rest of the tourists from following my bad example. In fact, as I watched the athletic guys get beat down and sand scratched, my own confidence wavered at my ability to get out of the situation I'd put myself in.
Had I overestimated my abilities?
When the time came to get out (i.e. I noticed some well-meaning parents thought I was stuck), I swam over to the danger zone, lifting, dropping, and mostly doing my best to ignore all the fear channeled my direction. This was between me and the wave.
I bobbed until my opening came. I knew because the water swirling around me told me the very instant I had to make my move. No hesitating. No forcing the moment. Just being in the moment and being aware of the laws that governed me.
I can't site many moments of true grace in my life. I've certainly never been confused for a ballerina, but if I ever had a moment of grace in my life, this was it. It was as if I'd been lowered by gentle hands to stroll to safety while framed in angry white water. In THAT moment, and for those few breaths of my life, I had been EXACTLY in tune with the laws of nature--laws that would just as soon smash me to the beach and turn me into fish food as guide me to safety like an overindulgent guardian angel.
It was this experience, combined with many others that altered my understanding of God and justice.
Water is not malicious. It doesn't go out of its way to hurt you. It simply follows the laws that govern it, without exception. Different people walk up to the same wave, with dramatically different results. Some can't get their footing while others play with ease. Some put their towels too close and have them pulled out to sea. Others put them too far away and burn their feet on the sand trying to get to them. Same beach, different experiences.
The possibilities of what may happen are limitless when people do not understand the laws of the water. But once one learns, the possibilities of what can be done in the ocean vary from predictable to breathtaking. Surfing, sailing, swimming...whatever. They all require understanding of immutable laws that govern us whether we are aware of them or not.
All of nature is the same way. It will kill you just as soon as feed you. We're all part of the cycle, after all. Nature won't assassinate a squirrel while wrapping a protective cocoon around you. There is no bias or favoritism. Fire, earth, air, water... they're all obedient to the laws that govern them. And when we fight or ignore those laws, we are in their war path.
And that's why I think it's important to watch the tsunami footage. Not because I'm an alarmist that wants you to sign up for a food storage MLM which illicits sales by promoting fear, but because I think it is very, very important not to forget exactly how helpless we are when nature takes it up a notch. It is absolute silliness and worse than naivete to think that our ignorance will protect us.
My first day on the beach in Maui was an embarrassment. My thirtieth was arguably more dignified. After two months I was "getting" it and realizing how stupid I'd been before. In days following, I got a little less stupid.
Then I moved, and now it's been nearly three years. Trust me, I'm stupid again. Fully. I watched the power of the waters easily pulling cars and houses out to sea and thought, "I forgot." I forgot that I'd seen yachts tossed around like toys by heavy storms on the island, quickly creating multi-million-dollar scrap heaps. I forgot that the ocean didn't care if someone was on their honeymoon before it smashed them into a reef. I forgot that beach lines were approximate markers, not a die-hard property lines between what man claimed and what nature was allowed. I'd forgotten that nature is always in flux and doesn't care much for "should," and only deals with what "is."
We shouldn't forget, though. I implore us all not to ignore this moment of learning and contemplate the Bachelor instead. But don't get all mopey, doom-and-gloom either. Because if I can walk out of torrential waves like an effing Venus then there's hope for us all.
We just need to learn, be prepared, and practice. If we understand, we'll have a view outside of the danger zone when we encounter the tsunamis of our own lives.
First 1:30 is of water. After that it is footage of water moving to land. Both are worth seeing.
March 1, 2011
New Title Unveiled
So I first wanted to give a big thanks to all of you who voted on which book should be my first "romance." It was a landslide victory, and the book was then titled, "The Cannon Curse."
But since that title doesn't exactly scream "romance," I thought I should rename it before submitting it to a publisher. And while it's not exactly ready to be sent off, I have come up with book's new name. And I really hope you like it. After all, this book has been a bit of a collaboration so if you hate, you might be able to talk me into changing the title.
Probably not, though. I really do like it.
So without further ado, I give you the new face of "The Cannon Curse." From now, and this day forward, it shall be forever known as:
The Love Misconnection
What d'ya think (besides the quite obvious observation that I have no future in the graphic design industry)?
Hope you like it, because I think it's going to be fun, fun, fun. And if you don't laugh out loud at least once... well, I've got nothing for you.
Thanks for reading
But since that title doesn't exactly scream "romance," I thought I should rename it before submitting it to a publisher. And while it's not exactly ready to be sent off, I have come up with book's new name. And I really hope you like it. After all, this book has been a bit of a collaboration so if you hate, you might be able to talk me into changing the title.
Probably not, though. I really do like it.
So without further ado, I give you the new face of "The Cannon Curse." From now, and this day forward, it shall be forever known as:
The Love Misconnection
What d'ya think (besides the quite obvious observation that I have no future in the graphic design industry)?Hope you like it, because I think it's going to be fun, fun, fun. And if you don't laugh out loud at least once... well, I've got nothing for you.
Thanks for reading
February 22, 2011
Girl Power!
Really, there's not much to say. 256 points in 60 seconds?
That just warms my heart.
That just warms my heart.
February 15, 2011
Writing Update
I just realized that I don't really ever talk about writing here, which is something most writers do on their blogs.
Well, I'm doing it now :)
I have two books on my radar right now, and I wrote segments in each of them today. They are:Cannon Curse (we should start voting on new titles. What do you think of "Perfectly Flawed"? That's the only suggestion I've had so far. Any other suggestions?)New SolomonCannon Curse is a romantic comedy that is totally close to done... which means that I abruptly have zero desire to finish it, all the characters are having identity crises, and I've suddenly decided the climax is lame and want to go back to the drawing board.
You know. The usual.
Then there's "New Solomon" (I actually like that title, so until a publisher overturns it, that one is sticking), which is an urban fantasy book that I'm kind of in love with--and by "in love" I mean: the research alone to do a decent job of it could take me years but impulsive little me wants it done in 6 months. So there's kind of an internal battle there.
But just a little one. ;-P
And that's basically where I'm at. Today was one of those days where I literally abandoned my keyboard, laid down on the floor and stared at the ceiling thinking, "Really? Is writing really what I should be doing with my time? There's gotta be a thousand better things to do on a Tuesday night..."
Yep. One of those days. *sigh*
And that's my update. Once I figure out the new climax, Cannon Curse will have a completed first draft.
I'm SO looking forward to that day... Those are the fun days to be a writer.
Well, I'm doing it now :)
I have two books on my radar right now, and I wrote segments in each of them today. They are:Cannon Curse (we should start voting on new titles. What do you think of "Perfectly Flawed"? That's the only suggestion I've had so far. Any other suggestions?)New SolomonCannon Curse is a romantic comedy that is totally close to done... which means that I abruptly have zero desire to finish it, all the characters are having identity crises, and I've suddenly decided the climax is lame and want to go back to the drawing board.
You know. The usual.
Then there's "New Solomon" (I actually like that title, so until a publisher overturns it, that one is sticking), which is an urban fantasy book that I'm kind of in love with--and by "in love" I mean: the research alone to do a decent job of it could take me years but impulsive little me wants it done in 6 months. So there's kind of an internal battle there.
But just a little one. ;-P
And that's basically where I'm at. Today was one of those days where I literally abandoned my keyboard, laid down on the floor and stared at the ceiling thinking, "Really? Is writing really what I should be doing with my time? There's gotta be a thousand better things to do on a Tuesday night..."
Yep. One of those days. *sigh*
And that's my update. Once I figure out the new climax, Cannon Curse will have a completed first draft.
I'm SO looking forward to that day... Those are the fun days to be a writer.
February 14, 2011
Grammys
I'd like to take a moment to thank the Grammy committee for actually putting on a good show last night. Compared to last year, this year's ceremony was a supernova of success. Last year, the only performances that looked remotely professional were Pink's and Beyonce's. Everyone else looked like they wandered over from a community talent show.
Not this. E-V-E-R-Y performance proved that each performing artist was worth a paid admission ticket and the energy of the night was unstoppable--even by musicians who were virtually unknown by the public before their nomination.
For those of you who missed it, I recommend looking up performances--although the biggest downer about the Grammy's is that they're on CBS, which is the ultimate killjoy station for watching programming online. For some reason they vigilantly block all posting of performances until the videos become irrelevant and no one's really looking for them anymore.
Then they let people watch them.
Note to CBS: you're weird.
But here's a few I was able to track down:
Eminem, Rihanna, Dr. Dre, and Skylar Grey (who was not only PERFECT in the medley and held her own with Eminem, but is wearing my boots!):
Sign me up as a Skylar Grey "shipper." One piece of trivia: she wrote the chorus that Rhianna sings in Eminem's "Love the Way You Lie." Here's her own acoustic version of the song that she released as a part 2, and a quick article.
And here's the man who "out-gaga-ed" Gaga. Cee Lo with some muppets and Gwenyth Paltrow. This song also wins "Most Censored."
Those are two performances, although I can recommend watching ANY you happen to find on line (before they're taken down). CNN has a 2-minute montage here.
The woman who beat out Just Bieber as "Best New Artist" is also worth noting. Here's a non-Grammy performance from Esperanza Spalding:
And, as a shout out to the two artists who decided to give actual professional performances at last year's Grammys, here's Pink, Glitter in the Air, and Beyonce's medley (odd in spots... I mean, I love Alanis too, but really? But she definitely commits to the performance and puts on a show so I gotta give her props for that).
Last of all, this girl didn't perform last night, but you can't help but wonder if she might in upcoming years. Fast forward to :45 to hear what this 9 year old has in her arsenal. Yes, she's a bit overstyled, but what 9 year old isn't?
You ask me? This girl has a future! I'd be her publicist :)
Not this. E-V-E-R-Y performance proved that each performing artist was worth a paid admission ticket and the energy of the night was unstoppable--even by musicians who were virtually unknown by the public before their nomination.
For those of you who missed it, I recommend looking up performances--although the biggest downer about the Grammy's is that they're on CBS, which is the ultimate killjoy station for watching programming online. For some reason they vigilantly block all posting of performances until the videos become irrelevant and no one's really looking for them anymore.
Then they let people watch them.
Note to CBS: you're weird.
But here's a few I was able to track down:
Eminem, Rihanna, Dr. Dre, and Skylar Grey (who was not only PERFECT in the medley and held her own with Eminem, but is wearing my boots!):
Sign me up as a Skylar Grey "shipper." One piece of trivia: she wrote the chorus that Rhianna sings in Eminem's "Love the Way You Lie." Here's her own acoustic version of the song that she released as a part 2, and a quick article.
And here's the man who "out-gaga-ed" Gaga. Cee Lo with some muppets and Gwenyth Paltrow. This song also wins "Most Censored."
Those are two performances, although I can recommend watching ANY you happen to find on line (before they're taken down). CNN has a 2-minute montage here.
The woman who beat out Just Bieber as "Best New Artist" is also worth noting. Here's a non-Grammy performance from Esperanza Spalding:
And, as a shout out to the two artists who decided to give actual professional performances at last year's Grammys, here's Pink, Glitter in the Air, and Beyonce's medley (odd in spots... I mean, I love Alanis too, but really? But she definitely commits to the performance and puts on a show so I gotta give her props for that).
Last of all, this girl didn't perform last night, but you can't help but wonder if she might in upcoming years. Fast forward to :45 to hear what this 9 year old has in her arsenal. Yes, she's a bit overstyled, but what 9 year old isn't?
You ask me? This girl has a future! I'd be her publicist :)
February 11, 2011
Will Readers Turn the Page?
So my brother texts me from an airplane, telling me to check out a website.
Technology is scary cool sometimes.
The site he wanted to tell me about is The Page 99 Test and I thought it might be a fun site to share for all my writer friends. Essentially, how it works is that published or unpublished writers post page 99 of their books. People then drop by, read page 99, and say whether or not they want to read page 100.
Anonymous feedback from strangers who have nothing to gain from lying?
How sweet is THAT?
This site is one of many if you're a writer looking for feedback. Some of them charge. Some of them don't. Some of them are by writers, for writers. Some seek writers to cater to readers. Others are built for genre/series fans, allowing anyone to post stories to an already captive audience. I personally can give that way of writing a little plug, since it's the only kind I've done and nothing motivates you to write like a virtual audience stalking you and drooling for your next installment.
It's very validating.
I did my stint on the discussion boards at fox.com. I don't even know if they have those pages anymore... *goes to check*
THEY DO!
Under the community section of every show, there is the ability to write fan fiction. If you have a show you like and wish you could write an episode for, this is the place for you. And trust me, there are people waiting to read an alternate storyline. Promise. I did mine at least 5 years ago, including several daily installments (maybe an embarrassing number since I ended up posting over 55K in alternate storyline). But I couldn't help myself! Writers can be inspired to do crazy, crazy things when comments start surpassing the 10,000 mark on a thread. It's like writer crack to have that much interest, and you are compelled to feed the beast.
Point being, sites like these can be great for writers looking for honest feedback, new friends, and maybe some cheerleaders (who might even nickname themselves to declare their fan-dom for you... Mine called themselves "sheep" and "baaaaa"-ed when they liked something because they got sick of finding new ways to praise. It was actually quite hilarious... and I kind of miss it... If any of you found me here--which would take a miracle, since I never shared my name--I MISS YOU!).
As you move forward on your writing path, one of these options might be just what you're looking for. Or not. Either way, just thought I would throw it out there.
Happy writing!
Technology is scary cool sometimes.
The site he wanted to tell me about is The Page 99 Test and I thought it might be a fun site to share for all my writer friends. Essentially, how it works is that published or unpublished writers post page 99 of their books. People then drop by, read page 99, and say whether or not they want to read page 100.
Anonymous feedback from strangers who have nothing to gain from lying?
How sweet is THAT?
This site is one of many if you're a writer looking for feedback. Some of them charge. Some of them don't. Some of them are by writers, for writers. Some seek writers to cater to readers. Others are built for genre/series fans, allowing anyone to post stories to an already captive audience. I personally can give that way of writing a little plug, since it's the only kind I've done and nothing motivates you to write like a virtual audience stalking you and drooling for your next installment.
It's very validating.
I did my stint on the discussion boards at fox.com. I don't even know if they have those pages anymore... *goes to check*
THEY DO!
Under the community section of every show, there is the ability to write fan fiction. If you have a show you like and wish you could write an episode for, this is the place for you. And trust me, there are people waiting to read an alternate storyline. Promise. I did mine at least 5 years ago, including several daily installments (maybe an embarrassing number since I ended up posting over 55K in alternate storyline). But I couldn't help myself! Writers can be inspired to do crazy, crazy things when comments start surpassing the 10,000 mark on a thread. It's like writer crack to have that much interest, and you are compelled to feed the beast.
Point being, sites like these can be great for writers looking for honest feedback, new friends, and maybe some cheerleaders (who might even nickname themselves to declare their fan-dom for you... Mine called themselves "sheep" and "baaaaa"-ed when they liked something because they got sick of finding new ways to praise. It was actually quite hilarious... and I kind of miss it... If any of you found me here--which would take a miracle, since I never shared my name--I MISS YOU!).
As you move forward on your writing path, one of these options might be just what you're looking for. Or not. Either way, just thought I would throw it out there.
Happy writing!
February 9, 2011
A Break in the Moratorium
I know self-selected news reporters have decreed a Sarah Palin moratorium during the month of February (the shortest month of the year... just sayin'). I don't know if any of those reporters are going to live up to their pledge not to say her name this month, but I'm going to mention her for the first time today.
Why?
Because I LOVE it when people follow through on random conversations. The particular conversation being highlighted today was one had last summer while playing tourist at a Twi-Hard convention of some sort. I don't remember. I just remember who I was with and that somehow we tripped into the idea of starting the comic book:
Sarah Palin: Werewolf Hunter (or as I like to say it, Sawah Pawin: Wew-woof Huntew)
My friend whipped out a pen and started storyboarding the concept while I laughed and mentally moved on to something else in about 90 seconds, as I'm prone to do.
Then today, months and months later, I get this in my inbox:
Why?
Because I LOVE it when people follow through on random conversations. The particular conversation being highlighted today was one had last summer while playing tourist at a Twi-Hard convention of some sort. I don't remember. I just remember who I was with and that somehow we tripped into the idea of starting the comic book:
Sarah Palin: Werewolf Hunter (or as I like to say it, Sawah Pawin: Wew-woof Huntew)
My friend whipped out a pen and started storyboarding the concept while I laughed and mentally moved on to something else in about 90 seconds, as I'm prone to do.
Then today, months and months later, I get this in my inbox:
Needless to say, I laughed my head off. This friend used Amazon's "Create Space" to self-publish the book, and grabbed some play dough to make the spell-binding trailer below. (Man, I WISH I had claymation skills!)
Enjoy... and remember, the only one stopping you from achieving your dreams is you. Anything is possible. Clearly :)
February 4, 2011
Fun Vids... For Fun's Sake
It's Friday. The weekend's here and there's going to be a smoking signing tomorrow. Hope to see you there, but for those of you who can't make it, let's just chill with some videos that are oldies but goodies. If you've already seen them, feel free to watch them again for the first time. For those that you really haven't seen any of these yet, hope you enjoy :)
Happy mini-movie Friday... maybe we should make a tradition out of it...
Happy mini-movie Friday... maybe we should make a tradition out of it...
