John H. Knight
Bio
Yet another aspiring writer trying his luck on the endless prairie of the Internet.
Stories (47/0)
On the streets of... #4
She said yes! Well, actually, she said no, as in, "No, I don't have dinner plans, but we could grab a bite after work if that's what you meant." and that was the most amazing "no" I've ever got from a woman. And I’ve got many of them, I should know.
By John H. Knight4 months ago in Fiction
The Guardian of the Galaxy Holiday Special - a review
Back in the day, when Marvel announced that they will make a movie featuring a talking racoon, a vocabulary-challenged tree and Andy from Parks and Rec, people were somewhat sceptic. After the epic highs of The Avengers and the surprisingly grown-up approach of Captain America: The Winter Soldier, this idea of a ragtag team of B-category heroes seemed... Odd.
By John H. Knight4 months ago in Geeks
After the end
‘And that’s a wrap!’ The last quiet, half-sad little laughs still echoed in my head, even though the day was over and everyone went home. There were no "see you Monday"s, there won't be another Monday. The show is over. It lived for ten years and now it's dead. The actors stripped their characters like old clothes at the end of the day. The crew congratulated one another. The showrunner, the big man took out everyone to celebrate and remember. The fake apartments, fake coffee shops and bars and streets are empty now, demoted from being our home to settings. The show was over,
By John H. Knight4 months ago in Fiction
On the streets of... #5
After everyone got their partners, the briefing ended. Carlos' new partner was an old dude called Carvelli. He had a glorious cloud of white hair around his long face and he wore a long, black coat that had a red lining. He kinda looked like an old stage magician. Molly (that was the prettier McRoy's first name) was a detective for two years now, so she got her own newbie.
By John H. Knight4 months ago in Fiction
Wakanda Forever!
Let's be honest here, this newest phase of the MCU was mixed at best. The popular cinematic universe seems to be struggling to find its voice after Endgame, and no wonder why: the status quo was changed forever with characters like Tony Stark or Steve Rogers now out of the picture and with the Multiverse slowly creeping its way onto the big and small screens alike.
By John H. Knight4 months ago in Geeks
Arcane overview - finally a great video game adaptation!
For years and years, video game adaptations were a bit of a laughingstock. For one thing, people didn't really take the games seriously, thinking that they were only for children. The image of an adult gamer only stepped out of the territory of mockery very recently. Back in the '90s gaming was considered childish. Just think of everyone's favourite sitcom from the era, Friends: on more than one occasion the characters pretended not to play video games in fear of looking immature. While Friends by no means can be considered as truthful documentation of the era (how did they afford those apartments? why weren’t any people of colour in New York City?), it still reflected it. The way Chandler and Ross, on different occasions, pretended not to like video games, and even the forgiving laugh they got when they actually played, show that being a gamer was considered a quirky way to keep your inner child going, at best.
By John H. Knight4 months ago in Geeks
On the streets of... #3
I haven't decided yet if I wanted to be an elegant or a casual detective. But I thought that my first day deserved a suit anyway, so I put on my only, old and not particularly nice brown suit. I only wore it when I had to go to court to testify in a case.
By John H. Knight4 months ago in Fiction
Lucy
Oldhill was in the middle of nowhere, next to a tiny forest, on a riverbank. Oddly enough, there wasn’t a hill anywhere nearby. It was a charming place, but too out of the way for any kind of tourism. Once a year the nearest village held their annual smoked salmon festival, and people sometimes came to Oldhill by mistake, which was pretty much all the excitement the inhabitants got. They didn’t mind; they were simple folks. They didn’t really talk about the spaceship in the woods the same way they didn’t talk about how the local pub, the Crown, watered the beer. It was just part of life, nothing to yap about. The spaceship didn’t hurt anyone and the beer was still good enough, so why complain?
By John H. Knight4 months ago in Fiction
