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Saturday, May 17th, 2014
7:00 pm
Just in case...
If someone is looking to get in touch with me, but doesn't can't use here for one reason or another, look up. My bit before the .livejournal.com bit? You know, that dagoonite bit? Just slap a gmail account at the end, and feel free and email me. I check it regularly, sometimes five or six times a day. Just saying.

I don't want to be out of touch with old friends who want to communicate, you know?
Wednesday, September 11th, 2013
3:06 pm
Still alive!
Yup. That's about it. Been down the past week or so. Longer, really. Had an upswing, but that took a dive. Whatever. Good days give way to bad and all, right?

Meh. I think I'm done worrying about some things. Gonna go back to the original plan.
Friday, August 16th, 2013
7:39 pm
Still alive!
I fail at social networking. I'm still alive! YAY!


Heard from a friend, who didn't give me a good way to contact her. Pity.

Still writing. Still RPing. Still being boring as shit. Y'know, the usual.


Yeah, I got nothin'.
Friday, July 27th, 2012
10:25 am
Yes, I exist. No, no status updates. I'm just going around the social networks to make sure that people know I'm alive and will continue to be so for a while.
Monday, August 1st, 2011
12:22 pm
If you're reading this, then you aren't allowed to die for at least three months. That is all.
Wednesday, June 22nd, 2011
1:18 am
Just some musings...
I'm off and on working on a writeup of the big March project I did, but I've had a bunch of other stuff going on in the side. I'll talk more on both topics later. For now, I just wanted to mention a little something.

I've found that as time goes on, it becomes easier and easier for me to get help on my projects. Be it proofing them, research, or simply coming up with character or plot ideas when you're stuck. I've found that the great secret is... to ask.

Let's take my project. When I started, I had a lot of work to do. I wanted realism, something that you could believe in. So I started out by hitting up various forums. I didn't start out asking questions, just reading select posts. Body building forums gave me a great deal of information on nutrient requirements, military for lingo and jargon and an idea for day-to-day life aboard a ship, and even fiction sites to give me certain ideas on biology.

This was all fine well and dandy, but it only gives me so much information. From there, though, I was able to figure out who seemed both sane and knowledgeable. From there, I sent private messages to those people asking for help. I was humble and polite, with my first message spelling out the fact that I was working on a writing project and that I was wondering if I could ask them a few questions that they seemed knowledgeable in.

You know what? It works more often than not. Because if somebody feels the burning need to discuss something at random on a forum or the like, then often times they have no qualms about discussing it more privately if they feel that you aren't a loon. Especially if you sound like you're going to take everything that they say seriously -- most people like talking about their areas of expertise, and would rather you get your facts straight.

For example, I've never had a great interest in the Navy. But I had four sailors discussing ship life, with two of them having served on a sub. They couldn't discuss everything, naturally, but this insight helped me out a great deal. Some of their passing comments evolved into greater plot points. That helped out tons!

I had four doctors talking with me about the human body. "Could we do this? Is this even theoretically possible? If somebody did this, what might happen?" A hematologist, a stem cell researcher, a neurologist, and a nutritionist sound like an odd mix, but each provided me with pieces of information that made my head spin. Even when they said "No, this isn't possible" it opened doors for me, giving me possible ways to move that were unexpected.

The psychologists absolutely loved the theoretical, which surprised me a little bit. They'd bring up stuff they'd read in school or had encountered that I might be able to expand upon. One of them sent me a weekly email with ideas that he thought might apply to my story, all of them odd coping mechanisms and traditions that could be built.

Oddly, the physicists were the least helpful, being the most hesitant to accept my limitations. But even then, they provided some information that was helpful to me.

The people who reviewed the "rough draft" (which would end up becoming much more of the core story than originally intended) helped out a great deal. And not just in spelling suggestions, either -- a few brought up things that really made them feel something, or asked "Is this supposed to work like that?" It got me to think and tweak things here and there. Everybody pulled something else from it, and I was able to learn that much more about how I should apply myself.

In short, no matter what you do, share it with others. Look for those who might provide valuable insight, and politely ask them. Asking one person might save you hours of research, or push you in directions that you never intended. If you're going to stick your neck out, it's good to have somebody holding your belt.

Just my two cents.
Wednesday, January 12th, 2011
3:55 am
I honestly don't write a lot of fan fiction. Maybe one a year or so. One a year being defined as "one complete story, no matter how bloody long it takes." Small six-paragraph derps don't count, they're just goofing off when sudden bouts of inspiration hit.

To give you an idea as to the length of fan-fiction that I write, I'm 3/4 of the way through this year's, and I'm told it's at 30,000 words. Of fan fiction. Nothing but original characters. Of fan fiction. Thirty. Thousand. Words. For Warhammer 40,000.

A part of me wants to tilt my head back and shoot foam out my mouth at the ceiling over this, and I don't know why.

Ahem. Anyway. Where was I?

In May of 2011, open submissions start for Black Library. Where you can submit your drivel work in hopes that you can gain a contract. Or just have a short story published. I'm being pushed to submit my current work. All it means is that I'd have to finish what I have, separate it out into proper chapters, rewrite it, add 60,000 words, learn Latin, write a summary, write a chapter-by-chapter synopsis, submit those last two along with the first three chapters, and wait eight weeks to see if I get a response or not. In May.

Easy, right?

Pardon me while I curl into a ball and begin sobbing very, very, very loudly until somebody pumps me full of anti-anxiety medication. Kay? Kay.
Friday, December 31st, 2010
10:19 pm
New Years Resolution
My resolution for the year (sure, it's a little early here but still) is to follow my ever-growing trend. Write more, talk less.


EDIT: Whelp, I went to post a little something witty and funny to Facebook and it's giving me BS. Next day off I'm looking into deleting it. THAT'S my resolution, damnit. Sick of all this social networking.
Sunday, December 26th, 2010
7:05 pm
In lieu of something worthwhile...
A snippet for anybody to steal.

"I agree with you to a limited extent, but there's a fine line. He has crossed that line, boarded a space shuttle, and personally discovered that there is indeed life on a planet several solar systems away, yet didn't even bother to phone home about it."
Wednesday, November 24th, 2010
7:18 pm
Brought this on myself...
I still had a simple password on my old yahoo account. You know, the one I haven't touched in YEARS now?

Anyway, naturally if you get an email from me that only has a link and some spazoid text, delete it. This... is boll yotz. They changed my password it appears, so... yeah. Virus scanning now, will update passwords with a more secure (read: Forehead against keyboard style) password once I'm clean. Though, honestly, I'm surprised somebody was able to log in. I know that I haven't even touched that account in over a year.
Friday, October 22nd, 2010
8:03 pm
Short version: I hate narcotics with every passing year.

Long version: Read more...Collapse )
Sunday, October 17th, 2010
5:22 am
Main plot dept
So, I've heard back from two of my editors on the main plot. Though a few things have needed touched up, so far the news has been nothing but positive. I squeed. I squeed so loud it woke a guest up. I haven't been this thrilled in a long, long time.

Next up comes the main sideplot. This is much harder for me, as I'm not good at this kind of horror. The kind of horror I deal with best is on a much more personal scale. This is simply creepy, and I'm not good with that. Too much time watching slasher movies. *emoticon here*

Then I edit both things. Sounds simple, reality is harder. Because I also need to include light puzzles and clues to the hidden webpages. I wonder if I'd get killed by the ARG community if there were no puzzles? Hard to say.

Once I get that done, I start doing supplementary materials. That's gonna be the bitch. A ton of it, much of it in different styles of writing, and all of it day-to-day drivel.

While I'm doing that, though, I can hunt down cast, maybe people to help with mixing or what have you, somebody to help with coding the site, etc. Maybe even start recording. That'd be nice, but we'll see.

Then I drop more money than I have into a website for all of this. Bandwidth is going to kill me. Then testing, then tweaking, then...

Then I go live.

I haven't been so excited over something since I left for Seattle. I just wish all these steps aren't in the way.
Wednesday, October 13th, 2010
3:02 am
I'm nuts dpt
So, after finishing over 2,200 words tonight, I'm taking a break to think about structure.

So far, I'm looking at one large-ish website, with a login function for users, designed to be military. Preferably it should have some sort of faux email system. (IE the player "receives" emails from characters and can send messages back to them within the website.) It should appear to be a central hub for a military computer system. It should also have plenty of stuff to make it look like it's for military personnel both on and off the clock. It also needs to be able to play audio files. (With how many there are, I'm gonna need a fuckton of bandwidth if this becomes popular.)

Another one, looking military again, but only extremely bare-bones. It should have a fairly "hush-hush" attitude, like it's used by Intelligence or something.

Lastly, a "face" website for the after-event musings and messages to players.

Mein gott, I'm a lunatic! I barely know basic HTML. I've never had a website before! I have no idea what I'm doing at all.

But I will do this. Even if it turns out to be complete and utter crap, I'm going to finish it and release it.

Later, I try and figure out the rabbit hole for players.

Edit: The good news is that I'm on the final "act" of the main plot. Then comes the side plots, the scenery writing, the blarblarbl!

Edit 2: 4706 words in one day. I'm done for now. I'm going home and going to bed.
Monday, October 4th, 2010
11:30 pm
A poem.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Taking direct control
This hurts you

In other news, I don't back up my stuff often enough I've discovered. So besides losing about half my "front" work on the current project, I lost all the "hidden" work, all the puzzles, all the site design notes, and virtually all my scripts.

This hurts me, indeed.

So what am I going to do? First off, the machinima portion is being written out. I'm not writing out the actual voice bits, though -- some things just aren't conveyed through the eyes that they are through the ear. I'm just... skipping a step.

Secondly, nose to the grindstone. Gotta blast through the text, the scripts, and the notes. Then proceed as planned -- finding the right folks to read and edit. I just worry that since I know, like, nobody involved with the ARG community, people won't understand what exactly it is that I'm going for. ARG storytelling is different from normal storytelling.

I also worry about the puzzles. I'm... not good at writing them, and I wasn't happy with the ones I came up with in the first place. Tricky.

Lastly, I worry about sight design. It's going to be tricky at best, but... Meh. I can address that AFTER I have the basic story finished. Then I can tweak it for presentation purposes.

I'm friggin' INSANE.
Monday, September 27th, 2010
6:24 pm
In the past seven days I have...

Boned up on study of military training methods, with an admitted focus on Russian methodology
Paid my parents hospital bill (long story that I'd rather avoid at the risk of my blood pressure)
Performed extensive research on small-molecule chemical compounds and their effects on biology
Been in communication with a guy who works with the effects of small-molecule chemical compounds and stem cells
Replaced a tube thingie on my car... thingie
Studied the genetic effects of puberty
Researched historical actions of people who are sick (malaria is the most common affliction I've researched) with a focus on long-term feats accomplished while under the influence of these maladies
Built three virtual sets
Written four character dossiers
Learned how to sing (badly) Telephone by Lady Gaga
Played a little Bayonetta
Got into a three hour debate on the physics and biology of Prototype and the implications of the virus depicted in the game
Attempted unsuccessfully to get into contact with several medical professionals for help with research
Gotten two blisters on my hand from a can opener
Taught a coworker how to multiply in hex
Taught the parents how to give the dog her pill
Built a birdhouse
Did some research on the possibility of creating ways to harness solar power in a post-apocalyptic environment
Other stuff I can't remember
Oh, yeah, and I wrote a little bit

I'm starting to wonder if maybe I do a little too much.
Saturday, August 21st, 2010
12:04 am
WTF Dept
I just got a $30 tip.

The muffins...
Saturday, July 17th, 2010
3:59 am
I demand a raise
My TAD for tonight? Uninstall all unnecessary programs from the computer system.

I'm... I'm not going to talk about what all has happened, but I'm now taking a break from it so that I can keep from frothing at the mouth. It's... not good. Let's just say that if I were charging my "normal" rate for doing this (IE my "I insist on paying you!" rate) I charge $10 an hour for what I've been doing for five hours.

I think I'll wait until tomorrow to try and discover what the defrag problem is. You know, unless I can convince them to either nuke and pave the goddamn thing or buy a brand new computer. (The latter would be preferable.)
Wednesday, June 16th, 2010
11:02 am
So... Yeah.
From July 6-11, I probably won't be online due to being in Tennessee to get this shit done with my inheritance and get it fucking sold. I'm gonna seek $72K out of it, but I'll settle for $60K. Hopefully with selling the vehicles and shit, I'll have enough to... I dunno. Something to take my mind off the fact that I'm going to that hell hole and the wonderful baggage that comes with it. Might not be on much in the time leading up to it and after due to wigging out and stuff.

More details as I figure them out.
Monday, May 24th, 2010
9:37 pm
The short of it...
Okay, due to circumstances beyond my control, I am not going to Anime Iowa.  Shit sucks, and I won't go into that.  That's not the important part here.

Some time ago, as you may recall, I learned of my father's death.  There was a lot of talk about the big I word, but it didn't matter to me.  I purposefully put that out of my head, because A) I didn't get jack until my grandmother died due to the wording of my grandfather's will, and B) I had to deal with the emotional complications of my sperm donor's death.  I spent most of my life in mortal terror of him, so I needed time to focus entirely on that.

Here a few days ago, I started getting confusing phone calls.  An aunt and a cousin called.  Confusing?  Yes.  "I've wanted to get ahold of you for years but blah blah blah blah blah."  They laid it on thick, then brought up the land.  Ooookay, whatevs.  Kind of confusing to me.

Yesterday another aunt called my mom trying to get ahold of me.  Here comes the fun bit.  She actually took the time to explain shit to mom.  Mom passed the information to me, with more details than ever.  I share these with you, just to clear some stuff up.  My grandfather:  Died of lung cancer.  NOT cigarette related, believe it or not.  My father:  Had a heart attack.  CPR was performed for 25 minutes until the ambulance arrived.  They got his heart restarted, but later declared him brain dead.  The plug was pulled two days later.  As much as I hate to say it, and as much as it means that I haven't come as far as I would have liked, he should have been left in that state for longer.  My grandmother died from...  shit I don't remember all of the details, but something right beneath her diaphragm ruptured and got infected and...  yeah.

So, yeah.  There's a family feud going on.  Over my 20 acres of land, my house, my barn, my new vehicles, and...  yeah.  I  have what everybody wants, and didn't find out until yesterday.  Because it's in Tennessee.  And I'm in Iowa.

Somebody please explain to me how I should feel about this.  Or how I can make this all go away without traveling to Tennessee and having to confront ghosts I don't even remember.  Or why my gut response to this is to run around yelling "They be after me lucky charms!"

Because that's the most solid thing I feel about this.


Current Mood: confused
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010
11:56 am
Vulgarity Dept.
I play a character who is, most simply put, vulgar as all hell.  He is abrasive, loud, crass, crude, never has a nice thing to say about anybody or anything...  and apparently funny as all get out.

Now I've been known to drop the occasional F-bomb in my day, but usually not to the point where my eyes begin to hurt, so this takes a little bit of effort on my part.  I'd like to discuss the intricacies of what goes into this with all of you, if you'd be willing to be so kind.  Perhaps the easiest way to explain is with some examples.  We like examples, right?


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