R.C. Murphy's Blog, page 8

I Have a Problem

No, it isn’t my obsession with everything Guardians of the Galaxy. Or my over-zealous eyebrow tweezing.

It’s book sales. Or rather, the difficulty I’ve found trying to sell books which don’t really fit into any fad genre clogging the best-seller charts.

First thing, I’m not bitter over anyone’s success. I knew out the gate, especially with Enslaved, that pitching the idea to a publisher wouldn’t be an issue. It’s readers who I cannot, for the life of me, convince to give the book a chance . ....

Podcast-Thingie: Revenge has a Face

In lieu of my usual Sons of Anarchy blog reviews, I changed up the format and added the show to my (very) short list of podcast reviews. Unlike the True Blood reviews, this one is sober and less angsty because I actually like this show.

Usual warnings: Adult language and show spoilers.

Click here to listen to this episode

Podcast-Thingie: Celebrating the End of the Crapfest

Oh gods. We survived. Ten episodes of a popular show that felt like they were written by first-time slash/fic authors in a Twitter roleplay. Yes, I know what Twitter roleplay is, you sick fuckers. Don’t think I’m not watching.

And judging.

Anyway, on with the extra-long and extra angsty review for this final craptacular episode of True Blood.

Grab your booze and come with me to a world of pure inebriated show-hate.

Don’t forget, my reward for sticking through this season is you, listeners, purcha...

Podcast-Thingie: Best of This Shit

There are no words for how awful True Blood’s final season is. Yet I’ve taken it upon myself to somehow find twenty minutes worth of words each week so you guys have someone suffering alongside you as we attempt to complete the True Blood experience.

We’re all fucking sick in the head.

Click the friggen link to listen to my angst. Suffer with me, guys. Please. Don’t make me beg.

Podcast-Thingie: Just Die Already

As predicted, I was not impressed with the third-to-last episode of True Blood’s final season. I want to not hate this show so much. They’re making it impossible to enjoy the hour I spend forcing myself to pay attention.

The rest of my thoughts are in this week’s episode of Podcast-Thingie. You know the drill. Get with the clicking.

Podcast-Thingie: Are They Dead Yet?

Yes, the podcast is a day late. Sorry, guys. But even an opinionated Irish half-breed needs a day off from being a drunken smartass.

That being said, I made up for the delay with a slightly longer episode. By accident. But totally on purpose. *wink, wink, nudge, nudge* Say no more.

The usual warnings apply. Booze. Foul language. Show spoilers. Honestly, if you’re shocked by now, obviously this is your first trip on the P-T go-round.

Click the link. Listen to the episode. You know you want to.

Podcast-Thingie: Woe is F*cking Me

There’s not enough vodka in the world to get through this episode of True Blood, but somehow I managed. Yes, you may applaud now. *takes a bow*

*falls over*

Fuck it. The ground is more comfortable anyway.

You know the drill. Click the link and tune into this week’s podcast.

My Beef with SDCC

I swear to all that’s unholy, if I see one more tweet, Facebook post, or Tumblr post with people lamenting over missing San Diego Comic-Con this weekend, I’ll jab a red-hot knitting needle into my eye.

I’ve been to SDCC. It was by far my worst convention trip ever (barring a local horror con I volunteered for that was pretty much doomed from the get-go). What went wrong in San Diego? Everything.

-Hotels are expensive. They sell out quickly. What’s left is on the fringes of the city. Ya know, th...

Podcast-Thingie: Everyone, Let’s Hump!

Here we go again. Another episode. Another dent in the longevity of my liver. My poor, poor liver.

Also, I attempt to predict where the show is going plot-wise. And likely failed.

Clicky, clicky. Hands off dicky. (Yeah, I’ve ran out of ways to get you guys to actually click the link to listen to the podcast.)

Brilliant!

Today’s post is a complete cop-out. And I’m not sorry in the least. Everyone’s sent this video my way today. They were right to. It tickles my writer/editor brain. Yes, the source music is gross. Weird Al made it something far better.