As a child I often said I wanted to be an astronaut. Big dreams for a small boy. My mother taught me to dream, my father, to fear. As an artist I've found a great afinity with being able to lie, a.k.a. create fiction. Here, I lie to you. :)
Silthier the scorned let his facade fade away as he observed the small girl, a human girl, sitting amongst the broken trees and rubble. He was in no danger. No human had ever harmed Silthier. No human would dare. But still… wasn't it strange?
Welcome to My Childhood
When you're a kid, you really never give being a kid much thought. It's called innocence, until you see how other kids act around their parents, and then... undoubtedly, you loose some. People tell me my childhood was completely fucked up. I know. I can see that now but... way back then... I thought it was normal. I thought I was normal. Now, I realize, nothing I did was normal. Nothing about me, was normal...
Ever Heard of a Runaway Freight Train?
Nancy tugs at my sleeve and I roll over, grumbling. I tell her to go back to sleep. It's barely half past five. She doesn't say anything else but, that's because she knows I'm right. I have this uncanny knack for being able to tell what time it is, no matter where I am, and no matter what the conditions are. Day or night, I'm a human clock.
Why even have Jan 6th Comittee Investigations? What Good is it?
The ULTIMATE question, and a question of itself... WHY? The most basic question in all of this mumbo jumbo is, why? Why have an investigation into possible wrong-doing by elected officials, if nothing is going to be done about it? Why ask why? Why even care?
The Infamous "Rule of Three".
THE NEWS Yesterday I heard that Paulie Walnuts got whacked. I couldn't fucking believe it. That guy was one of the best. Never better. A real stand up guy. Then, I was talking to Little Franky down at the deli, and he said it ain't no suprise to him. They always come in threes. You know what? He was right.
Audible... Should we call one?
As a young and inspired writer, I have really taken this writing thing to heart. Yes, it's what I do almost all the time, when I'm not working. I love to write, I love to create, I love to live in a world of fantasy and science fiction. I work hard to make original content, free from plagarism and infringement on other artists concepts and ideas.
Why NETFLIX will survive.
NETFLIX. A burdgeoning online streaming company with more subscribers than the population of most United States - STATES. MILLIONS we're talking. HUNDREDS of MILLIONS. With a small monthly fee, they exploded onto the streaming market, one of the first and I dare say, the largest, and many others followed suit to try their hand at such corporate feats.
The SIX Basic Rules of writing. Sounds professional doesn't it? RULE ONE; There are not a lot of good writers out and about. Get that thought out of your head right now. If you're looking for a way to make money, this is not it. Writing, is not about money, or fame. Oh sure, a few lucky ones have made it to the big time. Authors you know and love, people you can probably count on one or two hands. Since I'm fantascizing about this, I'll take a crack at it myself.
I Still Call Her Mother.
How did they know we would adapt so easily? Was it our affinity for cellular devices? Our constant need to stay connected? Our strong distaste for being alone, unless we were specifically seeking independence and solitude? Maybe it was a combination of all of those things.