NaNoWriMo2009

I will be participating in the NaNoWriMo2009 challenge. This is National Novel Writing Month. It runs from Nov 1st to Nov 30th. the goal is for a person to write a min 50k word novel. I don't know if i will be able to complete the challenge but I will be trying, if you want more info feel fre to ask or check out the website for info.

NaNoWriMo Website

I will occasionally post here with updates on how its going. For those that want to know its essentially writing 1667 words a day each day for 30 days. I have not done this much writing before so thats going to be the biggest challenge but yea. Root for me and offer some words of encouragement if you feel like it. Thanks.

NDK2009 report.

(quick note that this was originally written for my clubs newsletter so some things are referenced as being to my anime club members but didn't feel like editing them out for here. not that anyone is prob going to be reading here anyways. but yea!)

NanDesuKan 2009. This has been my 4^th year going to NDK. I am doing a con report on it compared to previous years.

Lets start off with where I think the bad was, we can get to my good parts to leave it on a happy note. One thing that they should do, tho it was not a problem with me as I didn't preregister, is the line for the preregister people. I stood in a fairly long line for the new reg people. It was quite a long line but it didn't take all that long to make it through. One of my friends and I arrived about the same time and she was preregistered. I was done with my line and she was maybe a third of the way through the line. They need to find some way to make the lines go faster for them. I don't really know what to say but I feel that it should be quicker to get through the line as a pre, even if they get it cheaper, then it does for new people. Maybe it would help to have 2-3 more tables and divide the alphabet like they were doing with the people and have each section go to a different table, unlike how it is where they broke the lines but it was still one table. It wouldn't be that hard as you have a list of people and could find good places to break them down in.

Another problem I encountered that was quite a bit worse then last year was the lines in general. Last year you had a couple events with long lines, such as the cosplay contest and the AMV contest. Those are expected to have the longer lines and I don't think there's anything that can really be done for them. But its annoying to have almost every event you go to with a long line. Again I am not really sure what could be done for this either. Luckily I was able to make it into the rooms for the panels I wanted to see but there were others that did not due to the room being full. Sorry.

Finally the last thing that I felt was bad was the panels themselves. Every year since I have started going it has gone down hill in panel selection. Yes there are some good ones and I can find a couple that I like but 90% of the panels didn't appeal to me like my first year. The first year there was a panel the entire time I wanted to see. This year there was 4 the whole weekend and 1 on Friday, 2 on Saturday, and 1 on Sunday. The one on Friday was Occult in Anime and I got into it but no one showed up to do the panel so it got canceled. I don't know what to do on this other then try to find a topic and study up on it as much as I can and try to do an interesting panel next year...anyone wanna team up on this with me?

Well there was where I felt the con lacked and could improve on. Let me talk about the good. Hrmmmmm anything? Well yea there is some.

First off, another fin year. This is prob ranked second on my fun times at NDK scale. Only the first year being better, and it was not because of the panels(as mentioned above) it was the people. Now there are some that make it less then desirable to attend but overall it has been nice and I got to hang out with some very cool and fun people. I don't know their names but its alright. Some to mention was another from out club she made this weekend absolutely fun for me. I didn't know her before hand but got to hang out with her and she helped me out too. Friday I went out as a female(cosplayed as Random Girl B) and she helped me with the makeup and went around with me. I thank her for the great time during that. She also hung out with me Sat. and Sun. too. Thank you. Again sorry for not opening the door for you after you came back from the rave. I am truly sorry.

Another was a cosplayer as Ryuuku. Meet him in the card and board game room. Got to play some games and he had a game called werewolf that we(myself and a group of other people) played from sometime tell 2am when the room closed so we had to go up to the Peak Level and continued to play tell about 5am. I gotta say I did not sleep Friday night and I do not regret it at all. I didn't actually sleep tell Saturday night. So I was going about 42 hours on no sleep and that is not good for people but I have done it before(and longer actually).

There were other people too, a black guy that was part of the werewolf game that seemed to have a “personal grudge” against me in the game, and then we joked about it later but it was cool. A Sakura crossplayer that I saw several times and would joke around with a bit(he was in the werewolf game too. And several other people too. Thank all of you too. It was great.

I got to say that one of my most memoriable moments was during Anime Improv in the main events room on Sat. morning. SHOE (Super Happy Otaku Entertainers) was hosting the panel/event. I was able to go up on the stage for one of the games known as Questions, for anyone who doesn't know its a back and forth between 2 people in a scene but you can only speak a question. If you mess up or fail you pass the mike to the next person in line and they take over. My first time up it was me and a 4^th Hokage cosplayer. I messed up. So I passed it on and he managed to get the other 3 people on my side to fail to. I got up again and he said something but I already had my question. “Do you know you just lost the game?” The entire room let out a moan as they too just lost the game. Must have been 200 people or so at least. The 4^th Hokage tried to say something but after a second he just passed the mike to the next person and the game continued. There is video and I will try to find it and share when I can.

All in all it, like always, has been a fun weekend but some things that made it less, entertaining such as the panel selection going down but more people and more cosplayers. Its also interesting to see the trends in cosplaying. Last year if my memory serves there wasn't as many pokemon cosplayers as I saw this year where there were several. Not to say that there wasn't any its just they stood out more. Also other games and anime have became less popular to cosplay into. I look forward to next year and see what trends there are. I look forward to seeing others NDK reports. And sorry I don't have any pictures. Hope you enjoyed this.

Convention Bound

I have not had time to finish my short story. I have had a ton of work and very little sleep and to add this weekend, while it will be fun, im going to denver and i havn't even packed yet. I have to do that now. then i got work tonight and i leave with my friends at 6am in the morning. I hope to god its not a late night like the last 2 have been...maybe i will get to finish the short story while up there but i doubt it. will see after the con but i will do a con report too. take care everyone.

Story Soon

Just letting anyone who might be reading/watching this that a story is on its way. Its about how i see my perfect crime. I am currently at just over 2500 words and aiming for at least 4000 words for it. but may be longer. I am enjoying this but its just taking a little longer then i planned But It will be posten once i finish it. Thanks for your patience.

EDIT: I am currently stuck with the story, i have 2 directions i could go with it and I honestly not sure which way to go. I am having a friend look it over when she gets a chance and see what she suggests. Hopefully i will be done and can share soon tho.

A Journey Cut Short

[A Journey Cut Short]

Far above the ground a bird circles overhead. Hits cries a sign of despair as I continue my travel. Nice even circles above, even as I continue forward. Why this bird has an affection to me I don't know. There are other people it could give its signs of death to. Why me?

“Its. Not. Fair!” I shout up at the bird. It ignores my cry as it gives off another crowing sound. I stop on the side of the road and dismount my bike. I look up. It continues to circle. Its been doing that all day. Only when I sleep does it sleep, and only on a nearby branch or piece of ground. Never out of sight. If I move it takes flight and circles.

I sit on the side of the road. I stair up at it. It still flying in nice neat circles above my head. I once heard that the sight of birds makes men want to travel. I don't remember who it was but I doubt this is the reason for his travel. This bird stalks me. It...haunts me. This bird has been overhead for the last year. I first noticed it when I was 15.

* * *

“Jason!” A voice calls over the light breeze. “Jason, its dinner time!”

“Bye guys, fun as always. Pick it up tomorrow”Jason says as he grabs his bat and glove.

“Of course.” One of the boys shouted at Jason left the park.

“Caw” The bird sounded. It was sitting their. Near the gate of the park. It was completely black with a red spot on its head and a blue line down each of its wings. Unlike any bird I have ever seen. It just stared at me, even as I got closer to it, its eyes stayed focused on me. I opened the gate, no more then 6 inches from where the bird perched on the fence. It watched. Even as I left the bird only turned on the fence and watched me as I left the area. How odd for a bird to not even take off when a person comes near but to also watch them this intently. I hurried off and put it out of my mind.

After dinner I went out to the front yard and shot some hoops while I waited for it to get dark. I grabbed the ball and tossed it at the hoop. I missed. I grabbed it again and then is when I noticed. That same bird. The same black color, and same red spot, and even the same blue streak down its wings. It sat near the makeshift court in out front driveway. It was starting to piss me off. I tossed the ball at the bird. The ball just hit the ground and bounced over its head. The bird didn't move. I started over to it. I got within enough space to where I could have kicked the bird and it took off. It flew quite a ways over my head. It just circled. I sat down and watched it. It circled there continuously for 2 hours. Nice, neat circles over my head. It started to get dark and I went inside. I looked up at it one more time as I entered the house. It was still flying.

I closed the door and headed up stairs. I entered my room and flopped down on my bed. I grabbed the remote for my TV and game system and booted it up. As I waited for it to load up I looked out my window. There it was. Sitting on a tree branch outside the window. That bird. It sat there the entire time I played the games. I went to bed a little while later and closed the curtains. I didn't want that things watching me sleep.

* * *

Ever since that day that bird. The same bird has followed me. I don't understand it. It just flies overhead. After I finished school it remained and I thought maybe I could leave it behind. So I bought a bike and headed out. But that damn bird just follows me. Like I am some kind of prey for it.

“So whats the deal with the bird?” A shopkeeper asked after I paid for the provisions I needed.

“What bird?” I always say trying to ignore it.

“That one” he said pointing out the window. Its been staring at you the entire time you been in here. Some kinda pet of yours? Never seen one like that.”

“I don't know.” I quickly say and head out of the place. As soon as I exited the store the bird took flight and circled my head. “Damn bird” I mutter to myself.

I remember one time I thought maybe I could get rid of it if I killed it. But nothing I tried ever seemed to work. The bird would move at the last second or it wouldn't hit. I remember I was trained with a gun. I practiced with that for a good 2 months. I got to where I could hit any pen dot on the target from a good hundred feet. I then took it outside and aimed at the bird. I pulled the trigger. It seemed as if in slow motion the bullet went at the bird. I saw it the whole time. It had just barely missed the bird. I pulled again. This time I saw it go through the head of the bird. I breathed a sigh of relief that it would be gone. I look ahead of me to where the bird should have landed. It was no where to be seen. I slowly looked up. The bird circled over head.

“Damn Bird!” I shout at it and grab my bike and drive off as fast as I can. But no matter how fast I go, the bird remains over head. I remember I saw a cave on the side of a mountain on a pass. I ducked inside. The bird just landed at the entrance and watched. I tried to find another way out. Any other way out but there was none. I sat deep in the cave for a time. I wondered what the bird would do if I just remained here. Deep in the cave where not even the day light could reach. The only light from the lights on my bike. Wondered if it would venture inside or just remain at the entrance where I saw it land. I sat...and waited...

It must have been at least 2 days I sat in that cave. I was starting to get severely dehydrated and hungry. I knew I couldn't last. I grabbed my bike and pushed it to the exit. To the mouth of the cave. I looked and there it was. Enso. I decided to call it Enso. For no other reason then I needed to call it something else besides bird. And if it was going to haunt me like this, might as well make it one that deserved to haunt me. I loved her...she didn't love me...that didn't stop me. I took her by force. She threatened to go to the cops. I couldn't have that. I was at the prime of my time with how things where. I had ended her life there that day. It had been so easy. I didn't know my own strength. I didn't know what I was doing but I did manage to hide her remains and was never found out. To this day no one ever knew it was me.

“Leave me alone Enso.” I say to the bird as I pass it and start up my bike. I kick off and head down the road. It follows me like before. I drove everywhere, trying to find a way to rid myself of this bird. No where could I go that it wouldn't follow. Top of mountains, bottom of canyons, even through death valley. It followed me. Always with the nice neat circles. I Would try and shoot it from time to time or toss a rock at it on some perch. But it never did any good. The bullets woulds go right through it without any harm and the rocks would bounce around it. I circled the globe trying to escape. Nothing worked.

As I was nearing my childhood home I was looking forward to seeing my parents again. It has been nearly 5 years since I have been home. I have dreaded this place for the memories but it is where my parents call home and thus here I am. I decided to drive around a bit first, find my childhood hang out placed. The park where I first saw the damn accursed bird for the first time. The swimming hole where my friends and I would spend out hot summer days. And the cliff sides where we would toss rocks seeing who's would go furthest before hitting the water. All had good memories for me. Pleasant. But there was one memory. “That” memory that overshadowed them all. It was not between me and where my parents house. I had no other choice but to pass it. I tried to hurry past it. I did not want to linger there. I looked up ahead and I noticed the bird sitting on the guard rail ahead. I quickly looked up and saw that it was indeed the bird. The one that had been stalking me. But why was it not circling now?

I looked over the railing and it suddenly donned on me. That was the spot. The spot where I had carelessly discarded the body of Enso. A tear slowly fell over my cheek. As I stopped the bike. I climbed off. How appropriate that I should name it that bird after Enso and that it should now be at the spot. I looked over the railing and saw the ocean crashing against the cliff side. Enso's body was tossed over this spot with her neck and arm both broken. The tide would have quickly carried her body out into the ocean where it would have been nearly impossible for her to have been found. And the search team hadn't started looking in the waters before it had been too late. Her body was gone. Nothing could be found.

I stared down at the waters. Suddenly the bird startled and started to attack me. I swatted at the bird. At Enso. But it keeps attacking and eventually I lost my footing and fell over the railing. I tumbled down. Down. Down. A drop of about 500 feet and crashed into the ocean below. I looked up as I fell and saw the bird sitting on the railing again, watching me. That red spot burned into me. I frantic tried to swim but the current was tough and I knew there was no land to where I could get out of the of the water for a couple miles either direction. I fought but eventually the water took me down.

As I sank into the murky water I resigned myself to death. It was there that I saw the image of Enso. She floated close to me. And she spoke directly to me. Not in words, but right into my head.

“If you had just been patient it could have happen for us. I was just shy and couldn't admit my feelings to you. But then you did this.” She singled her lower area. “I got scared and threatened to go to the cops. I was just frightened and didn't know what else to do or say. I just wanted you to stop. But then you killed me. And discarded me without a word. Just dumped my body over the side.” Some blue ribbons danced around her head that were tied in her red hair. It flowed with the water. “Well Not its time to pay the piper.” You took my life and now I took yours. No one will ever know your down here. Your bike got stolen by some thugs that saw it just sitting there. They will never find you. You will forever be here with me. This is the end of the line for you Jason. Enjoy hell you asshole.”

[End]

Well Not the way i was expecting to go with it but yea. Sometimes just gotta let the story go where it wants. Let me know what you think!

Is It Wrong For Me To Love You Like I Do?

this is a short poem i wrote, very emo-ish and i will delete it soon...better read while you can...



Is It Wrong For Me To Love You Like I Do?

Is it wrong for me to love you, like I do,
Going each day wondering if you love me too
Knowing that it could never be true
Why do I love you like I do?

I wish I could give up, move on, set sail
Let it all go and and just pay the bail,
Move on and search for something without fail.
How can I move on and set sail?

I hear you say, I love you, and I always will,
But why does it seem like a giant pill
seeing you with the one called Bill
I know I love you, and I Always Will.

We went quite fast I cannot deny
But why did the slow down seem to just pass by
We never seemed to even try
Would you every have tried again, or just deny

I wish you well, you know this is real
I know of no other deserving of the special feel.
Your quite amazing for which I would kill
I wish a second chance to try again for real.

But I know that wont happen, there's really no chance.
Your hearts not into that circumstance
It just feels like my hearts been hit my a lance
To know that there really is no chance.

I watch the sky hoping to see a shooting star someday
So I may wish on it so very far away
Until then I sit here and pay
And prey you come back to me someday.

The end is just the begining

You would think that the main characters being killed in the beginning would mean the story is over. Well not with Mur Lafferty's Heaven series.

Kate And Daniel are killed in an accident in the beginning. They are then sent to heaven. But is heaven all its made out to be?

Of course not. Kate has had a crush on Daniel and when she finds herself with him in heaven she starts to wonder if he had felt the same before. It turns out that heaven is having some problems. God is getting to the end of his reign and is losing control. He has made a seperate heaven for each so they can be happy. Kate noticed this when she saw her grandpa with his wife, and then a short time later with his second wife. She askes and god confesses that there are problems. Daniel, the real one, shows up and the 2 decided they need to travel around heaven and see what else there is.

They travel to different areas from the Mountain of Olympus to Dog heaven we follow the pair and find out what is going on and is there more to heaven then one might have thought.

Find out more at Mur Laffertys website at Murverse.com and Podiobooks.com

Crime Short Story

Ok been wanting to write another short story. I had no ideas what to write. Today I just wrote. It started with the very first word and went from there. Hope you enjoy it.



[Not sure what to title it right now]

“Jump!” The man screamed at him. “Jump or I will shot you. And then you will go.”

“What have I ever done to you?” The second man with a gun pointed at him asked.

The first man just stared at him. Then calmly replied “What have you done to me? Do you even have to ask you lowlife scum? This is the end of the line.” He then lurched forward and gave the second man a shove and he stumbled backwards. His head turned quickly and saw the edge of the bridge coming closer to him and then disappear from his vantage point. Soon he was falling. Falling. Falling he looked back up and saw his father, the man with the gun, looking down at him as he fell. The gun still pointed at him and he pulled the trigger. A bullet tore through his left shoulder as he fell. Seconds later he hit the shallow water his head bashing against the jagged rocks on the bottom of the river.

“Fuck You!” the first man said looking down at the man as he hit the river bed and started to move down stream with the quick flowing water. “Fuck! You!”


* * *

“Welcome Sir. How many in your party?” The overly cheerful young girl said as 3 men entered the restaurant.

“Three.” He said with a bit of content in his voice. Wasn't it obvious he thought to himself and then looked back and saw another couple entering at that moment. “Just us three”

“Right this way sir.” The waitress grabbed three menus from the holder and led them to a table in the back part of the dinning area. “Jessica will be your waitress and will be here in a moment. Please enjoy your meal.”

“Thank you doll.” a big, 6'6, 250lb man that seated himself to the first man's left. He waited for the waitress to leave before he spoke again. “So boss...” He started as he looked to his right at the man in the middle. “...whats the deal?”

“The Cancalos are making a move in MY area. I will not let them have their way. We have to make a move against them to show them who's in charge.” The boss slammed his fist down which made a loud noise on the table with the silverware clinking together. A few people from around looked over but most purposely diverted their eyes.

The Marfron family was well known in the city. And when James Marfron was around you did not look at him without permission. To James right was a tall slim looking man, 6'1” 170 lbs, but it was obvious that he was well adapt. This, apart from the fact he was at James Marfron's side. Few knew his true name, they only knew him as Ant. He had gotten his name when he had forced a man to swallow a huge mouthful of fire ants. The man hadn't died. It wasn't the plan but he was unable to talk from all the bites that caused his mouth to swell up 4 times its normal size. They had to tube feed the man until the swelling went down to where he could eat and talk like normal again. The police had much evidence to pin it on 'Ant' but they were unable to move. Marfron had the police in his pocket and to make a move against Marfron family was career suicide.

The other guy who was towering over the other 2 looked like a former football player. This was only part true. Judas Hastin had played football back in high school but it was short lived. He was unable to control himself and managed to severely hurt 3 other guys and actually killed 1. Of the 3 he hurt, 2 were on his team. After all of this he was put on probation. After the time he didn't return to the field. He had meet Franko Marfron. The son of James Marfron, the leader of the family at that time. Marfron saw the potential in him. And asked him to join him. Judas had been loyal to Marfron from the beginning as he let him hurt people. He enjoyed it, sometimes a bit too much but Marfron didn't mind.


“So do we know where this deal is suppose to take place?” Ant asked.

“Where else? The dock. Kinda cliche if you ask me but they never were smart about things” James said the waitress approached. She had a name tag with “Jessica” printed on it.

“Welcome, can I start you off with some drinks?” She asked just as cheerful as the other lady.

“3 Vodka Shots and some water please.” He said keeping his content for the cheerfulness in check.

“Right away sir.” She said and quickly turned on her heels.

“So whats the plan?” Judas said with a slow drawl. “We gonna drop on the deal?”

“Of course” James said. “We just going to have to get a fall man. And I think I know who will work best.”

“Sammy?” Ant asked.

“No, I have plans for him still. Don't worry, his payment will come. I don't forget things like that so easily.” James smiled as he saw Jessica approaching carrying 3 shots and 3 glasses of water. She set the drinks in front of the men.

“And are you ready to older?” She asked.

“You should already know dear.” James said with a sly look on his face directed at her. “Same thing as last time.”

“Yes sir, right away.” She turned and headed for the kitchen.

“So who is the fall man going to be then?” Ant asked.

“Franko.” James said.

The 3 men did not talk for the rest of the meal. Judas was shocked. Franko was the man he had meet back in high school that landed him his position. Franko was the son of James and was on the road to take over the family if or rather when James could no longer do it. Judas was saddened by this news too. He had liked Franko and often the 2 would beat on each other for fun. Judas was much stronger then Franko but Franko didn't seam to really care that he lost. He had 1 time where he got the better of Judas and would not let him forget.

Ant seemed amused at this thought. He never would have imagined that James would make his own son the fall man. But he wasn't sure why. He wanted to ask but knew these things you don't ask such a man.


* * *

“My son!” James said as he approached Franko. “I am in need of your assistance.”

“What do you want Pops?” Franko asked with a bit of content in his voice.

“I need someone to bust a deal. The Cancalos are trying to weed their way into my area. And they don't even cut me in on the action. They don't even send a card. This is just not the way to come to my house. I want you to go with Eagle and Justin. Hide out on the sides and watch for the deal. When it comes, kill everyone that is present for the deal. The Cancalos and whoever the one is they contacted.”

“So I am your little cleanup crew now?”

“Son, you want to take over from me someday right? Well you got to get your hands a little dirty first.”

“Whatever Pops. Where and when?”

“The docks, and sometime tomorrow night. I would guess after 10pm and before 3am. They will want to wait for the workers to be gone.”

“Fine Pops.”


* * *

“Yo, we gotta make a change in plans. Docks aint gonna work. Marfrons got word. Make it the bridge at 5am...Yea I got the task of being the cleanup crew and I cant be there to pick up. Sorry....Yea Thanks a lot Jerico Cancalos. Thanks.

* * *


“Alright Eagle and Justin, time to go” Franko said to the 2 men as he hopped in his car. Franko started it up and then pealed outta the lot. He headed for the docks. Trying his best to look as convincing of his need to be there. He directed Eagle and Justin to 2 other spots around the area and took up a position himself. He choose one with a good vantage point where he could see the other 2 but they couldn't really see him in return. He sat and waited. He looked at his watch. 2:45. Another 15 min to wait. He was getting very bored waiting when he knew nothing was going to happen. He started to pretend that he was doing something. He aimed at the spot where Eagle was waiting. He saw how easy a shot it would be. To place a single bullet through his head and with a silencer it wouldn't even been noticed by Justin and he could turn to put one in his head too. He lined up the gun and saw it too would be an easy shot. He looked at his watch again. 2:55. It was now of never.

Franko lined up the shot with Eagle. He saw Eagle move a bit but then settled down again. He pulled the trigger. A slight wisp of air came from the silencer but with a slight breeze it wouldn't even be noticed. He saw Eagles head drop. No sound. A clean kill. He then turned the gun over at Justin. Lined up the shot and fired. Justin too dropped. He heard a slight sound of the gun hitting the ground.

Franko got up. And headed for his car. They would soon be found and he didn't want to be around when that happen. Franko drove over to the bridge.


* * *

Franko checked his watch. 4:40. He was making goof time. He would be there about 5 min before 5 at this rate. Franko drove up onto the bridge and saw 2 men before him. 1 was hunched over. The other stood beside him with a gun. He got closer and saw the man hunched over was Jerico Cancalos. He looked at the other face and saw it was his father. He slammed on the breaks. He jumped out. He ran over to his father.

“So they moved it on us?” Franko asked his father trying to not show signs of fear in his voice.

“Where. Is. Eagle. And. Justin?” James said giving emphasis on each word as he spoke them.

“They headed back to the house.”

James looked over at Franko. “Then why are you here?”

“I was just driving around.”

James pulled the trigger and shot Jerico in the head. Jerico fell to the ground. James then turned to Franko. “Toss him over the side of the bridge.”

Franko slowly moved over to the lifeless body. He hefted it up and moved it to the side of the bridge. He silently wispered in the mans ear that he was sorry. He then pushed the body over the side.

“Now its your turn.” James said with the gun now pointed at Franko.

“What? Why? I didn't do anything...” Franko said.

“Lies. That's all you ever do...Lie...Now your going to pay...With your life. I shall have no Son like you take over this family if he cannot be loyal to it. “Jump!”

The Wolf Club Grows Up!

Hello Again. Lots of posts for now as i get some of my most enjoyed podiobooks up and shared. Even tho right now i don't have any followers i still share.

This time its Checkwolf by Remy Gibson. Checkwolf is the story about a group of crime fighters. This is set in a alternative reality within our time. This is a group that got its start as kids. They started to fight criminals and got recolonization by the city. They are soon treated as a sort of Elite Police Force. But they are not police, they remain as a vigialanty group but do not answer to anyone but the mayor.

Checkwolf has many characters and at times i have lost track of who is who, specially within Checkwolf orginization as right off one gets killed, and they add more in later on in the series. The enemies, at least the big ones, are unique enough that i was able to tell them apart with little trouble.

Remy does a very good job telling the story and uses a Short Story format. In this he will tell a story within the big picture over 1-4 episodes of the podcast. This continues through the first 3 books, but changes in the 4th(and final) book such that the 4th is one big story. The first 3 books are complete and the 4th book is currently being released weekly. I am can hardly wait for the new chapters to come out.

Checkwolf is advaiable freely at Podiobooks.com.



I am 'Cop'.

Shake 'em Down

Welcome again. This time i showcase Seth Harwood's Jack Wakes Up. Advaiable on Seth's website Here

Jack Wakes Up is the story about Jack Palms, an out of work actor who has been clean of the wild life for 3 years. No drugs, no drinking, spends all of his time eating, sleeping or working out. He has even read some books. Bored is what he is and running out of money from his last movie and with the second movie still up in the air hes running out of options. As luck, if you would call it that, would have it one of Jack's old friends from L.A. calls on him to help him with a drug deal. A deal that would set them up for life, or at least a few months. His friend knows that Jack is in need of help and knows he can use his mug to get into some red line areas and able to show the Czech's a good time.

But things go wrong. His friend gets killed along with his dog at his house. Jack finds some information that's not very good for him. Add onto it an old nemesis with the police shows up. The same officer that years before arrested him under false charges with his wife. The cop plans to use jack to find the man in charge of the drugs or he would lock Jack up again.

Jack finds out quick that he has to become his character in the movies and put on an Oscar award winning performance or he could become road kill.

Seth Harwood is a leader in the crime podcasts and with 4 books currently advaiable in the crime sceen and 6 books total in the podcast area for free. Jack Wakes Up is the first of 3 books set in the Palms-verse with Jack Palms 2:This is Life, and Jack Palms 3:Czechmate. Seth also wrote a spin off novel based on one of the characters from his story, Young Junius, which is about the life of Junius Ponds as a child and how he got to where he is in Jack Wakes Up.

I am CrazzyWarrior and I am a Palms Daddy!