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November 2, 2020
11/02/20 Update, TALES FROM THE FERMI RESOLUTION Kickstarter.
I have the sneaking suspicion that my TALES FROM THE FERMI RESOLUTION Kickstarter is currently trying to talk over a hurricane. Can’t really prove it, mind you. But it at least comforts my ego.
But we continue on! And, after all, I am already blessed. I’ve hit enough to cover this book, at least. That’s the important thing.
Joe Hill wants to take a shot at MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE.
Somebody asked Joe Hill if he wanted to direct, and this is what he said: “I would only want to jump into directing if I had a chance to do the reboot of Maximum Overdrive. If someone offered me the chance to write and direct a relaunch of Maximum Overdrive, I’d jump at that in a second.”
Joe Hill is, as you know, Stephen King’s son; and Stephen King, as you may know, was the guy who directed the egregious piece of crap known as Maximum Overdrive. I’m not saying that to shame King; he’s as horrified at the results as I was, and that movie is apparently the reason why he never tried to direct, ever again. At least, that’s what Wikipedia says, and why would they lie about that?
And yet. The short story it was based on (“Trucks”) is actually very good, and I retain the stubborn belief that there’s a decent movie somewhere inside the aforementioned egregious piece of crap. Deep, deep inside. I can believe that Joe, growing up in the King household, may have heard tales of Steve’s Shining Moment Of Hubris and said to himself, Someday I shall succeed where you have failed, Father. Someday I shall destroy the Beast.
…or something. Anyway, I’m down with them trying again. Why the Hell not? It’s gonna be hard for Joe Hill to do any worse.
You want this Worldbuilder’s Toolkit 7 Bundle of Holding.
More specifically, you want the Suppressed Transmissions and the Robin’s Laws that come when you pay more than the threshold.
2 Worldbuilder's Toolkit offers of GMing texts – through Tues 24 Nov – Toolkit 7 (all-new): https://t.co/1JeiAckiUu
— Bundle of Holding (@BundleHolding) November 2, 2020
/Toolkit 4 (from Nov 2016): https://t.co/MN2Z4Ki13g /our most popular series pic.twitter.com/HGl9Cm7Qmj
Link. The first Suppressed Transmission in particular is retailing in the cusp between three and four-digits, which means that Steve Jackson Games should add it to its Print on Demand service (although that’s an argument against interest on my part, since I have a copy and the kids will need to go to college eventually). So spending twenty one bucks to get the PDFs for that and the Laws is pretty much a no-brainer, if you don’t have the originals.
Oh, and I’m sure that the rest of the stuff being offered in this Bundle of Holding is all right, too.
11/02/20 Update, NaNoWriMo: 6890/60000
Setting up, setting up, setting up!
Patreon!Lunch was at Garapenna’s, since it was open again. The owner Tolva and I go way back, which unfortunately includes the time I got his greasy spoon fireballed a few times; he doesn’t hold it against me, though. I understand the Castle might have stepped in and spread around enough gold to make everybody’s memories of that day a bit hazy. Can’t have it coming out how the Dominion ambassador was throwing spells around midtown, right? Especially since the official story was he wasn’t really a mage anyway.
Tolva had reacted to that blatant attempt to trivialize his pain and suffering by embracing with two clutching hands; Garapenna’s was always a decent place to eat, but now it gleamed. He had salvaged the Formica countertops, but that was about it. I felt almost too lowly to even park myself at a table.
Almost. I was flipping through Variety, trying to guess ahead of time which arch little mini-stories would end up being dropped on my desk later, when I heard a diffident cough. Young, female. Not young like Mira had been; I mean young, like a teenager.
I groaned inside. Cases involving teenagers were either sordid, or they involved Tricky Luis being up to his old tricks and I’d have to scupper his latest confidence scheme by reminding his marks that Old American didn’t have gendered nouns. It was just after noon, so I decided to hope it was the latter and hide behind the paper until the girl went away.
The THE DEE SANCTION Kickstarter.
Looks fun, looks reasonably priced, and I have personally confirmed that it’s being published in the UK (and thus, not via Communist slave labor*). I think I can thus honorably bring The Dee Sanction: Elizabethan Agents of the Supernatural Kickstarter to your attention. God knows when I’ll play it, though.
Moe Lane
*For anyone new reading this; yes, this makes a difference to me now.
November 1, 2020
11/01/20 Update, TALES FROM THE FERMI RESOLUTION Kickstarter.
New month, and we’re now almost at the next stretch goal! If I didn’t know better, I’d swear that the TALES FROM THE FERMI RESOLUTION Kickstarter was taunting me. But I, of course, know better.
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It’s a new month, and you deserve some happiness in your life. Let me help you. Because you’re worth it, you know. You really are.
Moe Lane
PS: New chapbook hopefully coming by the end of the year. KEEP WATCHING THE SKIES.
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Patreon Microfiction: Recycled.
Interesting thing about ‘Recycled’: I don’t know if the protagonist is good or bad. It works either way. What also works either way is that the protagonist is kind of pissed right now.
Patreon!And So It Begins. TINSEL RAIN NaNoWriMo Update, 11/01/20: 4872/60000.
I think that this part is going to be relevant later, although I’m not sure. The point, though: 2K words done for the day. That’s the target number. And it is hit.
Patreon!Some Cases are tough, some are dangerous — and a few are flat-out scary, with the fate of the city or kingdom at stake. This wasn’t any of those. Nah, the Case I was Clearing is my bread-and-butter; low-stakes, and full of spite.
Short version: we had Pedro, and we had Anne. Two shopkeepers, right next to each other, and neither was happy about it right now. Pedro was convinced that Anne had given him the whammy a few weeks ago, and that was why his potatoes had kept getting moldy. Only, the local cleaning lady couldn’t find anything magical going on, and Anne was claiming how Pedro was just trying to get her in trouble because Anne had caught Pedro stepping out on her with some sailor tramp from the barbie kingdoms up north. Which Pedro had hotly denied.
At this point, the cleaning lady tossed the problem up the chain, and somebody at the Syndicate decided to pull mine by calling me in. Because this is what I live for, really. Moldy potatoes and moldier love affairs.
