In Sickness And In Health

pukingmanThe past few days have been the worst. Seriously. I work nightshift so Wednesday morning after the gym I finally made it to bed about ten o’ clock. Five hours later, I awoke with this odd ache all over my body. The fever hadn’t set in yet nor the nausea. I did what I normally do. I had some breakfast thinking that would help to ease my pain. Maybe I was just sore from my workout, right? Wrong!

Six hours later, I had a full blown fever and … Keep reading…

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Determining Villainy

legionWhat makes a villain a villain? Do they have to throw kittens from a balcony? Does a villain have to be a loner vampire type or command an army of undead? Do they need to stand in the way of two star crossed lovers or simply have opinions that oppose oneself or a predetermined hero? The latest episode of Supernatural has brought me to this question along with some personal experiences. I decided to do some research to get a more accurate answer. I started by … Keep reading…

Character Names

Careful

Due to some of my daily experiences (A.K.A. life), it occurred to me that I should probably keep a list of character names, good and bad, that I associate with certain archetypes. For instance, ‘Ragan’ wouldn’t necessarily be a name for a bad guy or evil doer, but I would definitely lump it in with arrogant asshole (I apologize to bearers of the name who are not assholes, but my experiences have given me a different perspective of the title). Keep an eye on this post … Keep reading…

Learning My Calling

I’ve recently been drafting my outline for “Lost State of the Union” and it is so absolutely wonderful that I don’t think I could bare breaking it down into roughly 10-15 pieces of flash fiction. I apologize if anyone was looking forward to this series of short stories, but I believe justice is better served in its entirety instead of small pieces. On the brighter side, school is coming along very well, and I’m only a few months away from obtaining my bachelors. Yay!

This month I’m taking a class on storyboarding, animation, and comic writing. It’s really exciting and I get to … Keep reading…

The Brighter Side of the Coin

I’m starting to feel more like a human being again. After spending so many months working nights and weekends I’m not surprised that the lack of human contact has morphed my psych into a primordial loner. I became more aware of this during a family outing to the Ringling Bros Circus. Being out with my family did wonders for my well being, and I’m sure that all of my girls were oozing with giddy love for their old dad/husband. That was absolutely wonderful in every way, but what I want to touch on is the social exchange I had with an older gentleman.

Based on his stories, I’m pretty sure he attended the first Ringling Bros Circus ever. We shared stories of … Keep reading…

Night Shift Sucks

I’ve been on swing shifts for months now, and I can definitely say without a doubt that I am not a night owl. The past few weeks in particular have been killing me. I still write, just not as much. I have to take advantage of those times when I fall into that comfort zone of writing. Now is not one of them. My wife doesn’t understand this.

For years, I have been trying to explain … Keep reading…

Seriously, This is a Problem?

Read Tom Lucas

Pardon me, have you seen my muse?
She used to come around quite a bit.
Lately she has been derelict in her duties.
I fear that she may have packed her bags and left no forwarding address.

In my younger years, my angst was strong.
My anger was vital and fueled me through dark nights.
My resentments, my secrets, my mistakes stood around my bed.
Staring down at me as I fitfully struggled to sleep.

Yes, youth. Hormones assuring every emotion would be felt to the fullest.
Deep and meaningful, the world around me full of color and detail.
Every thought I scribbled down was another layer of profound brick.
My pen and keyboard blazed with every declaration.

Love hurt, hate hurt, apathy hurt. I needed so much attention.
My esteem was low, my ignorance great, and my mouth didn’t know to shut.
Drama danced around me, picking me up…

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