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My Work So Far
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Six Thegn Quean: (Episode 1) (World of Cacotopia-Season 1)
ratings: 3 (avg rating 4.67)
Six Thegn Quean: (Episode 3) (World of Cacotopia-Season 1)
ratings: 1 (avg rating 5.00)
Six Thegn Quean: (Episode 2) (World of Cacotopia- Season 1)
ratings: 2 (avg rating 5.00)
Possible Flash Damage
ratings: 1 (avg rating 4.00)
Cheapjack Pulp: March 2015 (Volume 1)
ratings: 1 (avg rating 5.00)
Six Thegn Quean: (Episode 1) (World of Cacotopia-Season 1) ratings: 3 (avg rating 4.67)
Six Thegn Quean: (Episode 3) (World of Cacotopia-Season 1) ratings: 1 (avg rating 5.00)
Six Thegn Quean: (Episode 2) (World of Cacotopia- Season 1) ratings: 2 (avg rating 5.00)
Possible Flash Damage ratings: 1 (avg rating 4.00)
Cheapjack Pulp: March 2015 (Volume 1) ratings: 1 (avg rating 5.00)
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March 30, 2015
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March 26, 2015
Hey! Hey! Whatcha Reading?
In general I like to think I am not very nosey. Whenever traffic is screwed up due to an accident I become irate because people stop to look, not to help just to look. Common sense dictates either you stop to help if qualified or quickly and safely get out of the way so others can help or exit the area themselves. I rarely have conversations about money matters, especially annual income with my acquaintances. I refrain from asking about politics as much as possible and the only way to get me discussing religion is for you to initiate an open flexible dialogue about the topic so I can see it is an intellectual exercise not a conversion or condemnation. There is one thing I just can’t help myself with!
If you are reading a book or a tablet near me, even if I am just walking by, I will crane my neck to see what you are reading. I am a man possessed. I can only assume it feels similar to what the rubberneckers in traffic feel when gawking at an accident. I have an insatiable need to know what you are reading. This should only apply if something about it cues me to think it is my cuppa tea right? Nope. You could be blatantly reading a romance novel with Fabio on the cover (which to my knowledge I have never read one of), and I would still go out of my way to peek. The compulsion is unstoppable. I need to know what you have deemed worthy to put in your brain. What have you decided is worth your time to read. If you have qualified it as readable, I can't escape the thought it might be good for me too.
So if ever you are sitting reading and you see me walking by: I am not nosey, having a seizure as a bend my head at odd angles to sneak a peek, or some kind of perv checking you out. I am just wondering; whatcha reading?
March 25, 2015
The Flash Piece That Started it All
Way back in February of 2014 John D. Rose sent me an email informing me I would be featured in the upcoming March Issue of Aphelion-The Webzine of Science Fiction and Fantasy. Since then I have succeeded him as Flash Fiction editor there, become good friends and collaborators with him, published independently, and started a pulp fiction magazine. Pretty incredible really! So in the spirit of nostalgia here is the short piece that started it all, forgive if it is raw as it represents my earliest efforts.
Matter of Fact
by Edward Sullivan
I am in the office. I answer the phone. I log the calls. I eat lunch. God is in my brain. It has been there all along. I just noticed today. A particle exists there which is the first particle. There are many similar particles constantly transitioning in and out of creation. They make matter actually matter. This particle is different, it remains. An alpha particle had to be somewhere. It could have been anywhere. Anywhere is apparently my brain. It doesn't have an agenda. An agenda would mean intelligence. Intelligence would mean it has a brain. The particle is simpler than that. It has purpose instead. Do you have any idea how frustrating that is? Something with intelligence and an agenda can be changed. This has no evolution, no start, and no end. It doesn't want. It doesn't need. It is existence in a static state. Yet it is in me. It is beyond needing to be aware of me. Unfortunately I am aware of it. Just thinking about it has opened a door which can't be closed.
I am at home. I play with my daughter. I eat dinner. I brush my teeth. It sits there. It lets me know the answer. I no longer need the question. Nobody around me knows it is happening. Occasionally I even forget it is there. Whether I remember it is there or not makes no difference to it. The purpose it serves started long ago and my brain is just a waypoint for it. I will die and decompose. When I am gone it will be somewhere else. I should feel honored to contain it. I am not sure how I feel. My feelings are irrelevant.
I sleep at night. I dream. I do not move at night. I am paralyzed. This is when I have the most understanding of it. I think when my consciousness isn't in the way I grok it more. When my mind is at its most basic I understand better. It doesn’t decay for some reason like others. It just sits there. It makes my brain more massive each day. The weight has not increased. That is odd. Gravity should be a factor as the mass increases. My head is constantly fuller but never grows. I think other particles have a tendency to seek out the alpha particle.
I saw the doctor. He sees nothing wrong. I tell him I know something is different. He asks, "What is the matter?" I say, "Everything is the matter." I am afraid he misunderstands. I have the symptoms of multiple ailments. The signs go away within hours then come back. They are never there when the doctors look at me. They come and go quick. The particle remakes me quicker than time unmakes me. The particle remains in balance. It is in balance in me. It isn't that it desires balance. Desire is a conscious thing. It just has a tendency toward balance. It could be brought out of balance if powerful enough forces worked against it. What these forces are that could overcome the creative force behind existence I don't know. It could happen, it could be destroyed.
I have spent life like this. It has been there all along. Is everyone like this? Am I just the only one who realizes it? The particle is endless so this condition is endless. What am I supposed to do? I could end my life but that action is phatic once you know the meaning of existence. The enormity of it all traps me in an inactive state some days. There is no solution to my problem, I am not even sure if I have a problem. I know answers to things that people have dreamed about for eons. I have my own brand new set of questions which plague me. The answers to my questions are bound to have answers as simple as the initial questions. The answers are probably right in front of me.
I have a particle in my head. It is the thing which matters most literally. It isn’t going anywhere. It isn’t doing anything. It is just waiting for everything else that exists to do something. It does not need explanation. It defies the parameters of our understanding. It will stay in my head until my head is no longer mine or a head.
THE END © 2014 Edward Sullivan http://www.aphelion-webzine.com/flash/2014/03/MatterofFact.html
Matter of Fact
by Edward Sullivan
I am in the office. I answer the phone. I log the calls. I eat lunch. God is in my brain. It has been there all along. I just noticed today. A particle exists there which is the first particle. There are many similar particles constantly transitioning in and out of creation. They make matter actually matter. This particle is different, it remains. An alpha particle had to be somewhere. It could have been anywhere. Anywhere is apparently my brain. It doesn't have an agenda. An agenda would mean intelligence. Intelligence would mean it has a brain. The particle is simpler than that. It has purpose instead. Do you have any idea how frustrating that is? Something with intelligence and an agenda can be changed. This has no evolution, no start, and no end. It doesn't want. It doesn't need. It is existence in a static state. Yet it is in me. It is beyond needing to be aware of me. Unfortunately I am aware of it. Just thinking about it has opened a door which can't be closed.
I am at home. I play with my daughter. I eat dinner. I brush my teeth. It sits there. It lets me know the answer. I no longer need the question. Nobody around me knows it is happening. Occasionally I even forget it is there. Whether I remember it is there or not makes no difference to it. The purpose it serves started long ago and my brain is just a waypoint for it. I will die and decompose. When I am gone it will be somewhere else. I should feel honored to contain it. I am not sure how I feel. My feelings are irrelevant.
I sleep at night. I dream. I do not move at night. I am paralyzed. This is when I have the most understanding of it. I think when my consciousness isn't in the way I grok it more. When my mind is at its most basic I understand better. It doesn’t decay for some reason like others. It just sits there. It makes my brain more massive each day. The weight has not increased. That is odd. Gravity should be a factor as the mass increases. My head is constantly fuller but never grows. I think other particles have a tendency to seek out the alpha particle.
I saw the doctor. He sees nothing wrong. I tell him I know something is different. He asks, "What is the matter?" I say, "Everything is the matter." I am afraid he misunderstands. I have the symptoms of multiple ailments. The signs go away within hours then come back. They are never there when the doctors look at me. They come and go quick. The particle remakes me quicker than time unmakes me. The particle remains in balance. It is in balance in me. It isn't that it desires balance. Desire is a conscious thing. It just has a tendency toward balance. It could be brought out of balance if powerful enough forces worked against it. What these forces are that could overcome the creative force behind existence I don't know. It could happen, it could be destroyed.
I have spent life like this. It has been there all along. Is everyone like this? Am I just the only one who realizes it? The particle is endless so this condition is endless. What am I supposed to do? I could end my life but that action is phatic once you know the meaning of existence. The enormity of it all traps me in an inactive state some days. There is no solution to my problem, I am not even sure if I have a problem. I know answers to things that people have dreamed about for eons. I have my own brand new set of questions which plague me. The answers to my questions are bound to have answers as simple as the initial questions. The answers are probably right in front of me.
I have a particle in my head. It is the thing which matters most literally. It isn’t going anywhere. It isn’t doing anything. It is just waiting for everything else that exists to do something. It does not need explanation. It defies the parameters of our understanding. It will stay in my head until my head is no longer mine or a head.
THE END © 2014 Edward Sullivan http://www.aphelion-webzine.com/flash/2014/03/MatterofFact.html
March 24, 2015
I Need to Vent About Reviews: The ones that are supect
As an indie author I cannot fathom how a book released on March 24, 2015 gets 8 five star reviews by 8am on March 24, 2015. It is possible and plausible though. I imagine with ARC’s and other tactics. I cannot however figure what tactic that is legitimate and realistic causes a book released that day to have 123 five star reviews by 8am that same day. Something doesn’t seem right. I have run all the permutations through my mind and cannot come up with one laudable way that this can be done. It seems to me the only way to do this is nefarious. Maybe this is because I am at the dawn of my writing career and something will reveal itself to me once I pass some milestone and learn a secret author handshake. I won’t hold my breath though. Can anyone think of a way to get 123 reviews in 8 hours for a 400+ page book? To get that many I figure about 1200 people on average would have to read it and 10% took the time to review it. That is at least 123 and as many as 1200 people reading a 400+ page book in the eight hours after its release, and they all liked it enough to give it 5 stars. Does anyone else see a problem here?
March 3, 2015
Free Today!
The pulp fiction mag is doing pretty good on its promotional give away day today!
Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #7,479 Free in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Free in Kindle Store)
#29 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > Genre Fiction > Anthologies
#51 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > Anthologies & Literature Collections
That is actually pretty good ranking!
... http://www.amazon.com/Cheapjack-Pulp-March-20…/…/ref=sr_1_1…
Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #7,479 Free in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Free in Kindle Store)
#29 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > Genre Fiction > Anthologies
#51 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > Anthologies & Literature Collections
That is actually pretty good ranking!
... http://www.amazon.com/Cheapjack-Pulp-March-20…/…/ref=sr_1_1…
March 2, 2015
New Releases!
New book out today! Episode 2 in e-book and hard copy. Also Episode 3 ready for Pre-order!
http://www.amazon.com/David-Ulnar-…/…/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_2…
http://www.amazon.com/David-Ulnar-…/…/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_2…
