CrazzyWarrior

NaNoWriMo2009

2009-10-03T21:39:00.000-05:00

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.

2009-09-14T22:38:00.001-05:00

(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^thyear going to NDK. I am doing a con report on it compared to previousyears.

Lets start off with where I think thebad was, we can get to my good parts to leave it on a happy note. Onething that they should do, tho it was not a problem with me as Ididn't preregister, is the line for the preregister people. I stoodin a fairly long line for the new reg people. It was quite a longline but it didn't take all that long to make it through. One of myfriends 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 throughthe line. They need to find some way to make the lines go faster forthem. I don't really know what to say but I feel that it should bequicker to get through the line as a pre, even if they get itcheaper, then it does for new people. Maybe it would help to have 2-3more tables and divide the alphabet like they were doing with thepeople and have each section go to a different table, unlike how itis where they broke the lines but it was still one table. It wouldn'tbe that hard as you have a list of people and could find good placesto break them down in.

Another problem I encountered that wasquite a bit worse then last year was the lines in general. Last yearyou had a couple events with long lines, such as the cosplay contestand the AMV contest. Those are expected to have the longer lines andI don't think there's anything that can really be done for them. Butits 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 wantedto see but there were others that did not due to the room being full.Sorry.

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

Well there was where I felt the conlacked and could improve on. Let me talk about the good. Hrmmmmmanything? Well yea there is some.

First off, another fin year. This isprob ranked second on my fun times at NDK scale. Only the first yearbeing better, and it was not because of the panels(as mentionedabove) it was the people. Now there are some that make it less thendesirable to attend but overall it has been nice and I got to hangout with some very cool and fun people. I don't know their names butits alright. Some to mention was another from out club she made thisweekend absolutely fun for me. I didn't know her before hand but gotto hang out with her and she helped me out too. Friday I went out asa female(cosplayed as Random Girl B) and she helped me with themakeup and went around with me. I thank her for the great time duringthat. She also hung out with me Sat. and Sun. too. Thank you. Againsorry for not opening the door for you after you came back from therave. I am truly sorry.

Another was a cosplayer as Ryuuku.Meet him in the card and board game room. Got to play some games andhe had a game called werewolf that we(myself and a group of otherpeople) played from sometime tell 2am when the room closed so we hadto go up to the Peak Level and continued to play tell about 5am. Igotta 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 42hours on no sleep and that is not good for people but I have done itbefore(and longer actually).

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

I got to say that one of my mostmemoriable moments was during Anime Improv in the main events room onSat. morning. SHOE (Super Happy Otaku Entertainers) was hosting thepanel/event. I was able to go up on the stage for one of the gamesknown as Questions, for anyone who doesn't know its a back and forthbetween 2 people in a scene but you can only speak a question. If youmess up or fail you pass the mike to the next person in line and theytake over. My first time up it was me and a 4^th Hokagecosplayer. I messed up. So I passed it on and he managed to get theother 3 people on my side to fail to. I got up again and he saidsomething but I already had my question. “Do you know you just lostthe game?” The entire room let out a moan as they too just lost thegame. Must have been 200 people or so at least. The 4^thHokage tried to say something but after a second he just passed themike to the next person and the game continued. There is video and Iwill try to find it and share when I can.

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

Convention Bound

2009-09-10T09:44:00.000-05:00

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

2009-09-02T02:50:00.001-05:00

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

2009-08-22T02:05:00.006-05:00

[A Journey CutShort]

Far above theground a bird circles overhead. Hits cries a sign of despair as Icontinue my travel. Nice even circles above, even as I continueforward. Why this bird has an affection to me I don't know. There areother 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 anothercrowing sound. I stop on the side of the road and dismount my bike. Ilook up. It continues to circle. Its been doing that all day. Onlywhen I sleep does it sleep, and only on a nearby branch or piece ofground. Never out of sight. If I move it takes flight and circles.

I sit on the sideof the road. I stair up at it. It still flying in nice neat circlesabove my head. I once heard that the sight of birds makes men want totravel. I don't remember who it was but I doubt this is the reasonfor his travel. This bird stalks me. It...haunts me. This bird hasbeen 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!”

“Byeguys, fun as always. Pick it up tomorrow”Jason says as he grabs hisbat and glove.

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

“Caw”The bird sounded. It was sitting their. Near the gate of the park. Itwas completely black with a red spot on its head and a blue line downeach of its wings. Unlike any bird I have ever seen. It just staredat me, even as I got closer to it, its eyes stayed focused on me. Iopened the gate, no more then 6 inches from where the bird perched onthe fence. It watched. Even as I left the bird only turned on thefence and watched me as I left the area. How odd for a bird to noteven take off when a person comes near but to also watch them thisintently. I hurried off and put it out of my mind.

Afterdinner I went out to the front yard and shot some hoops while Iwaited for it to get dark. I grabbed the ball and tossed it at thehoop. I missed. I grabbed it again and then is when I noticed. Thatsame bird. The same black color, and same red spot, and even the sameblue streak down its wings. It sat near the makeshift court in outfront driveway. It was starting to piss me off. I tossed the ball atthe bird. The ball just hit the ground and bounced over its head. Thebird didn't move. I started over to it. I got within enough space towhere I could have kicked the bird and it took off. It flew quite aways over my head. It just circled. I sat down and watched it. Itcircled there continuously for 2 hours. Nice, neat circles over myhead. It started to get dark and I went inside. I looked up at it onemore time as I entered the house. It was still flying.

I closedthe door and headed up stairs. I entered my room and flopped down onmy bed. I grabbed the remote for my TV and game system and booted itup. As I waited for it to load up I looked out my window. There itwas. Sitting on a tree branch outside the window. That bird. It satthere the entire time I played the games. I went to bed a littlewhile later and closed the curtains. I didn't want that thingswatching me sleep.

* * *

Eversince that day that bird. The same bird has followed me. I don'tunderstand it. It just flies overhead. After I finished school itremained and I thought maybe I could leave it behind. So I bought abike and headed out. But that damn bird just follows me. Like I amsome kind of prey for it.

“Sowhats the deal with the bird?” A shopkeeper asked after I paid forthe provisions I needed.

“Whatbird?” I always say trying to ignore it.

“Thatone” he said pointing out the window. Its been staring at you theentire time you been in here. Some kinda pet of yours? Never seen onelike that.”

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

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

“DamnBird!” I shout at it and grab my bike and drive off as fast as Ican. But no matter how fast I go, the bird remains over head. Iremember I saw a cave on the side of a mountain on a pass. I duckedinside. The bird just landed at the entrance and watched. I tried tofind another way out. Any other way out but there was none. I satdeep in the cave for a time. I wondered what the bird would do if Ijust remained here. Deep in the cave where not even the day lightcould reach. The only light from the lights on my bike. Wondered ifit would venture inside or just remain at the entrance where I saw itland. I sat...and waited...

It musthave been at least 2 days I sat in that cave. I was starting to getseverely dehydrated and hungry. I knew I couldn't last. I grabbed mybike and pushed it to the exit. To the mouth of the cave. I lookedand there it was. Enso. I decided to call it Enso. For no otherreason then I needed to call it something else besides bird. And ifit was going to haunt me like this, might as well make it one thatdeserved to haunt me. I loved her...she didn't love me...that didn'tstop me. I took her by force. She threatened to go to the cops. Icouldn't have that. I was at the prime of my time with how thingswhere. I had ended her life there that day. It had been so easy. Ididn't know my own strength. I didn't know what I was doing but I didmanage to hide her remains and was never found out. To this day noone ever knew it was me.

“Leaveme alone Enso.” I say to the bird as I pass it and start up mybike. I kick off and head down the road. It follows me like before. Idrove everywhere, trying to find a way to rid myself of this bird. Nowhere could I go that it wouldn't follow. Top of mountains, bottom ofcanyons, even through death valley. It followed me. Always with thenice neat circles. I Would try and shoot it from time to time or tossa rock at it on some perch. But it never did any good. The bulletswoulds go right through it without any harm and the rocks wouldbounce around it. I circled the globe trying to escape. Nothingworked.

As I wasnearing my childhood home I was looking forward to seeing my parentsagain. It has been nearly 5 years since I have been home. I havedreaded this place for the memories but it is where my parents callhome and thus here I am. I decided to drive around a bit first, findmy childhood hang out placed. The park where I first saw the damnaccursed bird for the first time. The swimming hole where my friendsand I would spend out hot summer days. And the cliff sides where wewould toss rocks seeing who's would go furthest before hitting thewater. All had good memories for me. Pleasant. But there was onememory. “That” memory that overshadowed them all. It was notbetween me and where my parents house. I had no other choice but topass it. I tried to hurry past it. I did not want to linger there. Ilooked up ahead and I noticed the bird sitting on the guard railahead. I quickly looked up and saw that it was indeed the bird. Theone that had been stalking me. But why was it not circling now?

I lookedover the railing and it suddenly donned on me. That was the spot. Thespot where I had carelessly discarded the body of Enso. A tear slowlyfell over my cheek. As I stopped the bike. I climbed off. Howappropriate that I should name it that bird after Enso and that itshould now be at the spot. I looked over the railing and saw theocean crashing against the cliff side. Enso's body was tossed overthis spot with her neck and arm both broken. The tide would havequickly carried her body out into the ocean where it would have beennearly impossible for her to have been found. And the search teamhadn't started looking in the waters before it had been too late. Herbody was gone. Nothing could be found.

I stareddown at the waters. Suddenly the bird startled and started to attackme. I swatted at the bird. At Enso. But it keeps attacking andeventually I lost my footing and fell over the railing. I tumbleddown. Down. Down. A drop of about 500 feet and crashed into the oceanbelow. I looked up as I fell and saw the bird sitting on the railingagain, watching me. That red spot burned into me. I frantic tried toswim but the current was tough and I knew there was no land to whereI could get out of the of the water for a couple miles eitherdirection. I fought but eventually the water took me down.

As Isank into the murky water I resigned myself to death. It was therethat I saw the image of Enso. She floated close to me. And she spokedirectly to me. Not in words, but right into my head.

“Ifyou had just been patient it could have happen for us. I was just shyand couldn't admit my feelings to you. But then you did this.” Shesingled her lower area. “I got scared and threatened to go to thecops. I was just frightened and didn't know what else to do or say. Ijust wanted you to stop. But then you killed me. And discarded mewithout a word. Just dumped my body over the side.” Some blueribbons danced around her head that were tied in her red hair. Itflowed with the water. “Well Not its time to pay the piper.” Youtook my life and now I took yours. No one will ever know your downhere. Your bike got stolen by some thugs that saw it just sittingthere. 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?

2009-08-16T00:45:00.002-05:00

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

2009-08-14T17:00:00.001-05:00

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

2009-08-13T11:53:00.000-05:00

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!

2009-08-06T17:00:00.002-05:00

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

2009-08-05T17:00:00.002-05:00

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!

Scary Perry Dawsey

2009-08-04T17:00:00.002-05:00

Hello Again! What have i got for you this time? Yes its another podiobook review. This time it is the novel Infected by Scott Sigler. You can find out more about Infected and Scott Sigler by visiting Scott Sigler site. Or Read a bit more right here.

Infected, or Infection as it was known in its earlier days and was changed to avoid confusion with another title. This is the story following Perry Dawsey, a 6'5, 265 pound ex-linebacker. The story is more about an infection that starts to appear in a secluded area and manifests as triangular growths on the body. As the infection grows they are shown to have a mind of their own. Like a parasite growing in its victim it starts taking over the host body and causes them to be come very paranoid and become crazy. One such case the victim actually chops his own legs off before attacking a cop and setting the house on fire. Further down the road the growths actually leave the host body as a creature not of this earth. But what do these alien creatures want? And is there anything that can be done?

Scary Perry Dawsey is not so week willed to succumb to the creatures and fights back. They talk to him and at times seem to get control over him but Perry shows them who's boss and cuts them out of his body. He uses the creatures to figure out what it is they are doing while doing his best to fight the disease and find out what is going on.

Scott Sigler is one of the first podcast podiobook authors and has 6 novels released as such. Most are in the scifi/horror genre he has gone into another area, Sports, with his futuristic spin on the game of Football in his novel The Rookie. I will talk about in a future blog entry. Scott is famous for his Amazon rushes. Scott is getting published and pushes his book by asking the fans, or junkies as he calls them, to purchase the book on the say day at the same time. This will skyrocket the book up the charts and makes it more known to those outside the podiobook fishbowl.

Scott Sigler's Infected can be found at His site or at Podiobooks.com

7th Son Trilogy

2009-08-03T05:17:00.000-05:00

Ok So first up I have the 7th Son Trilogy by my favorite author, JC Hutchins. This is an alternate reality story. Set in late 2008. The story starts off with the this.

The President of the United States is dead. He was murdered in the morning sunlight by a four-year-old boy…

How awesome of an opening is that? Thats how JC started this story. the President of the United States, one Hank "Gator" Griffin was killed while at a reelection campaign stop. We hear about this a bit and then the story takes a look back. we are then, and rather quickly, introduced to 7 different men who have striking relemblance. We soon find out that they were part of a secret government project for cloning. They were cloned from another man, John Smith. They were grew in tubes and then released to their lives and monitored 24/7 as they grew. But something has happen and the scientist have to call the beta clones back together and reveal the truth about them. John Smith, now called John Alpha, has excaped and seems to be planning something but they are unable to determin what.

Thus the 7 men, each with a different area of experties and lives, from a military man, to a criminal investigator to a paranoid hacker who claims the walls talk to him. The seven men are staged to try and figure out what John Alpha is doing and to stop him.

Follow along as the beta clones encounter puzzels and clues and try and see if you can figure out whats going to happen before the clones.

The 7th son trilogy is the first books I have listened to in the new Podiobook format. This is a format and part of the new media moement where authors who have their storys are recording them and releasing them free on the internet to generate intrest and show people their work. Most eps tend to be between 20 and 40 min.

You can find the episodes of 7th Son Book 1-Decent at JCs website at JCHutching.net or at Podiobooks.com

7th Son Book 1-Decent is set to be published in dead tree(paper print) form in the Fall of 09.

Killroy 2.0 Is Here! Killroy 2.0 Is Everywhere!

The Dark Man Is Real!

2009-08-02T17:55:00.002-05:00

Hello Internetians!

Ok 3rd post today but i wanted to do this for a long while and now that i made a blog i might as well.

I am doing a review on the book Personal Effects: Dark Art by JC Hutchins and Jordan Weisman.

First off a bit about the driving force behind this book. JC Hutchins is a big name in the podiobook fishbowl. Having completed his 7th Son podiobook, (serialized episodes of his book in an audiobook format) And currently working on getting the trilogy published JC was asked to work on this book. JC is very passionate about what he does. I came in on JC's podiobooks for the 7th son after it was already complete but i fell in love with it. He was doing many things to generate intrests in his book and getting his Beta Clone Army, the fans of his book named for the fact that the main characters are clones, to help spreed the word. JC continued that with his newest book Personal Effects: Dark Art.

So whats so special about this book? Well this is much more then a book. This is a new form of media, little have ventured into this before. This is a book yes, but with the book you get what are referred to as the Personal Effects that are mentioned in the book. Such as a Credit Card that looks like a real credit card issued to Martin Grace. Birth Certificates that look and feel real. Pictures of people and places mentioned in the context of the book. But there is more. Not only do you get the book and the effects but there is websites that drag you into the story and phone numbers you can call and get the voice mails of the characters from the book. In fact on the cover in the image above is the number for Zach Taylor, the main character we follow in the book. Call it up, go ahead and call it now. If you read the book it will give you the password to his voice mail and you get to hear the messages. This is absolutely an amazing story and offers a truly unique story and experience. But whats the story about?

Zach Taylor is a fairly new Psychiatrist at Brinkvale Psychiatric Hospital, or The Brink to anyone but the management. After getting some credit for previous patients with his art therapy. He is assigned a new patient. He is here at the brink being accused of being a murderer. Martin Grace is blind, but it seems to be a self imposed blindness. Zach Taylor decided that he will help him before the week is up and Grace goes to trial.

Grace on the other hand insists that while he is the one that brought on the death, he was not the one that did it. It was the Dark Man, Ink stain, or Charnobog.

Who is this Dark Man, Did Grace really kill the people he is accused of. Can Zach Taylor help him before time runs out? Should he help him?

So i will invite you to goto your local bookstore and pick up a copy of this book and read the horror that is to come. But what if your bookstore doesn't have this book? Well JC has made a useful file for us. Just go to This PDF and print it off and take it to your book store. With such a nice forum the book stores may be more inclined to stock the book for others.

Just...dont read it in the dark...

Links:
JC Hutchins website JCHutchins.net
You can find out more about this awesome author and about his books here.

We Are Okay!

2009-08-02T17:11:00.000-05:00

Ok so I am a big fan of JC Hutchings. Author of the 7th Son Podiobook Trillogy and Co Author of the Trans-media experience book Personal Effects: Dark Art(which i will write about at some point im sure.) with Jordan Weisman! Well this morning JC tweeted and got me going.

jchutchins : This PostSecret card has provided me w/a hook for a spooky short story. http://is.gd/1Z61v

well I too liked it and while i dont mean to take any thunder from JC and would love to hear his story i wrote one myself. I am trying to get into writing some. I have started a story and its slow going right now, kinda have writers block on it. Anyways I wanted to share my story. I would love to hear some feedback and your thoughts. Well without further adu here is my short story "We Are Okay!"

[We Are Okay]

“Mom, I'm going to the park” James said as he grabbed his bag and headed for the door.

“Ok but dinner will be ready soon. Listen for me and come home when I call.” James's mother, Linda, called to him as he left the house.

Linda finished making dinner but watched out James play at the park which was just across the street. She saw a boy and a girl, the boy had to have been prob year two older then James and the girl about a year older. She hadn't remembered seeing them before but they looked so like someone she knew from somewhere but not sure where. But then again kids came and gone in the neighborhood. James was about 8 years old and full of life. He always found it easy to make friends and he would spend all day just running circles around anyone, so full of energy. Linda topped off the mac'n'cheese and put it on the table. After she finished setting the table she stepped out of the house.

“James! Dinner!” She hollered to the park. She then stepped back in and over by the window to make sure he would come. She saw him say good bye to his friends and headed to the house. As she started to move over to the cabinet for cups the 2 kids that James was with seemed to suddenly be staring at her and then vanish a second later. She suddenly stepped back, unsure of what she just thought she had saw. She looked around thinking they prob just ran off but saw no one anywhere in the park. She brushed it off. Kids always had a ton of energy and could run fast. She got 2 cups and filled them with some water as James entered the kitchen. “Wash up and lets eat!”

James went to the bathroom and washed his hands. Wiping them off on his slightly dirty pants and returned to the kitchen. He grabbed 2 spoons and put them at the table while his mom served up some of the dinner for them to eat.

“So who are your new friends?” Linda asked her son.

“Samuel and Rebecca” James answered as he shoved a mouthful of food in his mouth. Linda nearly dropped her spoon at this. James noticed. “Why?”

Linda, regaining her composure. “Oh, uh, no reason, I just hadn't seen you playing with them before. She pushed out a slight smile and began eating.

* * *

Linda was only 16 years old and she had been in love with the captain of the foot ball team. She wanted him to love her and would do almost anything for him. This was where it started. She had went over to his house one night when he asked her for help studying. As she had arrived she found that he was alone, his parents on a date night. He invited her in and they sat on the couch. She opened her book and started to read. He sat next to her and looked down at the book. As she read to him he ran his hand in her hair, playing with it slightly. Soon he had it on her cheek and was pulling her close for a kiss. She lost control of herself and had dropped the book to the floor. She always loved to make out and didn't mind some physical contact while it was going on. He knew this. He continued to kiss her and slowly moved his hand up and started to rub her soft breasts. She was caught up in the kiss and didn't even realize what he was doing next. She didn't even realize that his hand had slowly started to move down, off of her breasts and down to her lap. He started to feel his way around, along the inside of her leg. She finally realized what he was doing and stopped him.

“I know you want to but I'm just not ready. I don't mind and I love the kissing and you can play with my breasts but that's all. Please understand.” She told him looking into his eyes.

He went in for a kiss and she kissed him back. He started to play with her breasts again and moments later he started to move his hand down again. She stopped him again. This time he wasn't so understanding. He pushed her down on the couch. He climbed on top of her like some kind of animal. He forced her shirt and off of her. He broke the bra straps that held it on her and tossed it to the side and began to lick and played with her breasts. Still atop of her. She squirmed but was no match for his strength.

“You shouldn't tell a guy 'no'. Specially not me.” He said as he forced her pants off. As they came off of her her shoes went with them. All that was left was her panty's and his clothes. He got up and quickly undressed. She tried to get up and run. She made the mistake of going the wrong direction and he followed her as she went straight into his bedroom. He caught her and roughly tossed her onto his bed, and mounted on top of her. He began to lick and tease her breasts again. He reach down and took her panty's off and started to play with her with his fingers.

Despite her unwillingness of the situation she was becoming wet and aroused. She tried to escape but was no match for him. That night he raped her in his bed. It only lasted 30 min but would cause her years of pain. She ran from the house that night after he finished with her. She told no one of what had happened. She, like many other girls in that position, were ashamed of what had happen.

She later found out that due to this she had gotten pregnant. She could not deal with a child this young and didn't want to have to admit what had happen to make her pregnant in the first place. She hid her secret for a while tell she found a abortion clinic. She made an appointment and got rid of the child of her sin. After it was done, she felt bad but knew there was nothing that could be done now.

* * *

Linda and James finished their dinner, James took the dishes to the sink and dropped them in. He then headed back out.

“Going back to the park mom!” He shouted as he opened the door.

“Be home by dark” She said just before the door closed.

Linda went to the sink and started to wash the dishes. Again seeing James at the park with the 2 other kids. She just stared at them as the sink filled with water. Suddenly she heard the water overflow and water fell onto the floor. She quickly snapped back and turned the water off and started to drain the sink some. She then grabbed a towel and cleaned up the water on the floor.

As she returned from cleaning up the mess and resume the dishes she looked out again. She remember James had said the boys name was Samuel, it had brought back memories from her dark past. She would have named her first boy Samuel, she didn't name James that as she saved that name for her first boy, even tho she never meet or knew him.

As she did the dishes she watched the 3 play together, they got along so well and wondered if James had knew them very long.

Darkness approached and James came home. Linda was sitting on the couch watching T.V. James plopped down next to his mom and watched with her. Some crime show was on. Both James and Linda enjoyed shows like this. Soon a commercial came on and Linda turned to James.

“So how long have you known those 2 kids? You seem to get along very well. But I don't think I have seen you play with them before.”

“I meet them today. Seems like they know me and we do get along well. I like Samuel. He's much like me, full of energy and likes to play and goof off. Ya know. Just like I do. Rebecca, or Becks as we call her, is nice too, Kinda like us as she likes to run around and stuff but she is still a girl after all. So she doesn't do it like Samuel and I but that's ok.” James answered casually.

“Well they seem nice and I would like to meet them some day.”

“They already know you they said, but I will bring them over someday.”

The show came back on and Linda refrained from asking how they already knew her. She was sure she had never meet them before. They turned and watched the T.V.

* * *

Linda cuddled up to Rodger. Rodger was her finance. Linda had just turned 19 and Rodger was already 20. They were to be married in just 2 months and they were trying to get a child on the way. They wanted a family and they wanted it soon. They had been trying for the last 2 months already but it wasn't happening. This time it finally happened tho.

2 months later Linda and Rodger were married. With a new life ahead and a child on the way they were a happy couple. Ultrasounds had revealed it to be a girl and they were happy to hear. But 5 months later they found out some bad news.

“I am sorry to report that there are some complications with your child. We aren't sure on the details right now and we are still doing some reports but there is a 80% chance the child will be able to make it to full term and even then it may have some serious problems for both you and the child. I will let you know what the results turn up. They should be ready on Monday. I am very sorry.” Dr Cornow said to Linda and Rodger. Rodger wrapped his arms around his wife and holds her as she weeps.

The next Monday Dr Cornow sits down with Linda and Rodger. “I am sorry. I got the results and they are not as well as I hoped. You have 2 options right now. We can either abort the pregnancy, or you can go through with it and the child could have some serious problems and you” the doctor indicated Linda, “may not make it. I am sorry and I know this is a hard choice. Please talk it over and consider the options.”

Linda and Rodger leave the hospital. They talked it over and talk to their family. After much consideration they decide that it would be best to abort the child, They didn't want to have a child to have to suffer from some serious problem any more then Linda wanted to lose herself. They made arrangements to have the child taken care of.

After it was over they had a very rough time. They tried again and again, for another child and the entire time they worried if it would happen again and what they would do if it happened. After about 4 years Linda had gotten pregnant again. Rodger and Linda celebrated with family with the news, but the entire term of the baby they worried. After 9 months they finally had the birth. There was no complications and everything went well. Linda and Rodger were revealed. They named their son James, after Rodger's father and a big help for them dealing with the trauma of losing the girl 4 years earlier. They had decided that they would call the girl Rebecca after Rodger's mother, who had passed on a year prior in her memory. They knew they would both be together and watching them.

* * *

James had awoke early the next day. James went out to the park again. He loved that park Linda mused as she did some house work. She would occasionally look out the window over at the park to make sure James was ok. James was like his father. She still missed Rodger and thought about him every day. Rodger had been killed 2 years ago. He was involved in an accident and due to an explosion he lost his life. He was able to save 2 little kids in the process tho. Rodger was a firefighter and they knew the risk was part of the job. And this time it had cost him his life. She had a hard time but every time she saw James she saw Rodger in him and it made her smile.

She had done a routine look out the window and it seemed like the 2 kids, Samuel and Rebecca, Becks as James had said they called her, seemed to be looking right at her with a smile. She smiled back but every time she saw them they seemed to just be standing there, staring at her, smiling. They never seemed to be running around like James was. She watched for a moment but they didn't move. James suddenly stopped, seeing them staring at his house. Linda saw him walk over and said something to them. They didn't look away but they did say something to him. Then the 3 were walking over to the house. She put up the broom she had been holding for the last 5 min as she watched. She went to the door to greet them. As she opened the door and there they stood, Samuel was the first to move and he leaned forward and hugged her. His embrace felt so known. She knelt down and looked him in the eyes. She saw herself in him. She quickly looked over at the girl. In her she saw Rodger and herself. She nearly started to cry. James looked confused. Linda wrapped her arms around the 2 kids and hugged them close.

“I am so sorry” she said to the kids. “I shouldn't have done what I did. I am so so sorry.”

“Mom” Samuel said softly.

“Mommy” Rebecca says.

“We are ok. We still love you. We understand.” Samuel said as he embraced her once again.

“We know there were problems and while we wish we could have been with you more, we were always watching and loving you. Please don't worry about us so much. We are alright and always here.” Rebecca spoke so softly but clearly to Linda. Rebecca lightly kissed Linda on the cheek. Sameul did the same to the other cheek.

“We must go now. But its been fun getting to know our brother. Thank you for having a great brother for us.” Samuel said.

“Yes, I love you and I love my brother. Daddy and Grandma said to tell you they love you. We must go now but know that we are all here and watching and loving you.” Rebecca gave another hug and turned and went down the steps. Samuel hugged his mother again and followed Rebecca. They looked back at Linda, and then in an instant, they disappeared.

James looked at his mother. Looked at the spot were the 2 had been just a second before. Then back at his mother.

“That was my brother and sister?” He asked.

“Yes,” she managed to say through tearing eyes. “Yes they were. They never had a chance tho. I will tell you more when your older. But...” Linda burst into tears. James stepped forward and hugged his mom tightly.

“I love you Mom”

Welcome to my Blog

2009-08-02T17:08:00.000-05:00

Ok so i decided i want to have one...i dunno why and prob lose interest after a while but for now why not. I do wanna share some of my stuff so yea.

Hello!