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June 17, 2021
Book of the Week: Reluctant Rule: Book One.
Just picked up Lorelei Elkins’ Reluctant Rule: Book One. Her first book and she’s also from my SCA kingdom, so I figured I’d give it a look. I’ll let you know how it reads.
Day got away from me.
Sudden change in travel plans. Light to non-existent posting this weekend, by the way. If I bring along the Chromebook, it’s strictly to write stuff for later.
Oh, hey. Nick Cage made another movie.
It’s called PIG.
First trailer for NEON’s ‘PIG’ starring Nicolas Cage, releasing in theaters on July 16th. Thoughts?
— Lights, Camera, Pod (@LightsCameraPod) June 17, 2021
pic.twitter.com/Ga7NemDahY
Via @BrianFaughnan. Also, I’m sorry.
Well, it’s official: I’ll be selling books at the FrightReads Book Festival.
Bought a table space: the FrightReads Book Festival will be in Cantonsville, MD on October 2nd. That’s an easy drive for me, so I’ll be there with my current books – and hopefully will have another two out by then. I’m also considering getting some banners made of the cover art. The cover art pulled people in.
You can check FrightReads out here and here. And if you’re in the Cantonsville area on October 2nd, drop on by! There’s going to be a bunch of other people there with horror and spooky stories to read.
June 16, 2021
I miss David Bowie.
Speaking as a professional retired troll, this exchange really is something special.
David Bowie was an early adopter of internet technology, and had set up a forum for fans (that he would sometimes participate in) as early as the late '90s.
— Jeff B. tried to do his best, but he could not (@EsotericCD) June 16, 2021
David Bowie was also King of the Shitposting Trolls, as you can see from this response to an angry fan. Respect. pic.twitter.com/fOJct4amJj
The ZELDA: BOTW 2 teaser trailer.
This should please the other members of my family.
Yeah, I know: the first ZELDA: BREATH OF THE WILD is a great game. So stipulated. But I find it hard enough to play games on the PC. Making time for Switch games just ain’t seeming to happen. Anyway: out next year!
Hey, I put the first draft of PROJECT SHIVA up on Patreon.
PROJECT SHIVA was my first NaNoWriMo, and then I promptly put it in a box. But I am apparently doing my best to avoid working on TINSEL RAIN this week; so I got a powerful urge today to take the text, convert it to Scrivener, and put the PDF of the first draft up on Patreon, just for fun. It’s about half the size that it should be and needs a rewrite or three, but if you’re a Patron: enjoy!
If not…
Patreon!06/16/21 Snippet, WE LIKE TO TALK ABOUT THE PLACE.
Getting a feel for the story.
Patreon!The town secretary for most of the 1950s was Mildred Haversham. She started working for the town back in 1929, just after she got out of high school, and — well, nobody talked about her too much, but they’d always say she was did her job, so I guess she did that. Some time in the 1930s she got a husband, but he went to the Pacific during the war and never came back. No kids. I don’t know if she thought that was a good thing, or a bad thing.
By the time Place became the Place (sometime in 1953, as near as I can tell), Mrs. Haversham was the town secretary, and people would tell me how she purely hated the idea of just trying to ignore what happened there. They’d say how she was a orderly kind of woman, the sort of person who liked having everything around her just so. And when things weren’t, she’d want to make ‘em just so.
So I guess the Place bothered her. There isn’t much to look up, but the town council meeting minutes showed her showing up regular as rain, every month, and putting questions in the record about what to do about the Place. She’d raise the question, the council would table it, and she’d appeal. It was like clockwork. She also tried writing letters to the papers, but the ones that got published were so general you really couldn’t tell what Mrs. Haversham was talking about unless you already knew.
Tweet of the Day, Yeah, Don’t Do This, Idjit edition.
This almost ended with a biohazard smear across the grass. Or panic in the stands, which would have probably killed or hurt a bunch of people. Those are the two high-probability bad endings, I think. Even as it was, it was a stupid idea, and it would have been a stupid idea if that damned narcissist had landed in the middle of the field.
WATCH: Dumbass Greenpeace protester nearly crashes into crowd after parachuting through camera wires at Euro 2020 match #DarwinAwards https://t.co/WDSeIWHsEx
— Caleb Howe (@CalebHowe) June 16, 2021
