Sunday, March 08, 2009

Glad THAT weekend is over ...

Jeez. I have a burn on my left thumb from molten solder, a cut on my right thumb from sharp copper pipe, scrapes all over my knuckles ... and still no working tub in the master bathroom. Even after I cut the outside wall off the house to get access to the stupid pipes! (and discovered that, oh, the fact there was no insulation in the wall must explain why it gets so cold in the bathroom in the winter).

Today's Word: isn't polite to say or write down. And I said it more than a few times this weekend. Let's have a contest: Guess what today's word is, and I'll send you a prize. First correct answer wins.

And NO, I didn't get to see Watchmen yet.

Urrrrrrrr.

Friday, March 06, 2009

Friday Fest

Went downtown tonight to the opening of Christon Anderson's show at the Gallery Above. Ran into Michael and Matty and got a hug from Heather. Here's a video profile of Christon I made for newsherald.com:



Then we went for a walk in the Friday Fest crowd and after to Paulette Perlman's place for her "Do I look Irish to you?" show. She'll be hosting Joy Boots painting parties on March 19 and 21, and we'll have a show and auction there in April. I'll give more details soon.

That's all for tonight. Visit some of the links for more info. And be sure to go to the blog if you're reading this on an email alert, or you're missing half the fun.

Peace.

Thursday, March 05, 2009

Geist in der Maschine

Today's Pick:


Watched an episode of this with Debra. Reminded me why this was a staple of the week's TV back in the day. But I never saw this particular episode before, and it ws trippy: Elizabeth raises trouble around the house on the days leading up to her 13th birthday because her anger draws a poltergeist into the house.

Yep. Say G'night Carol-Anne. And don't go into the light just yet.

Today's Word: Poltergeist? Already know that one? How about zeitgeist instead?

Today's Story: Part 1 of what will be a three-part short story.

Peace.

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Well played, sir

So once again, my friend sees through my bull and says the one thing that cuts to the core of things for me:

"Why aren't you working on your novel?"

Well played, indeed.

I've distracted myself with other things, I answered. And that's true. But in the last year, it has also been difficult to think too far in the future, much less to pour real effort into a long-term project. (Yes, I realize my 366 Days project is "long term," but in many ways it's also just short bursts and has become more random and infrequent in recent weeks, as various personal anniversaries have approached and lingered and refused to pass.)

It's why, I think, I've been reading lots of graphic novels instead of "real" books. Why I've been watching random TV most nights.

But those are just excuses, yes? I'm supposed to be working on a novel. It's what I do. Who I am.

It's funny, but I get this odd restlessness. I can feel something bubbling in my subconscious, seeking escape. Sometimes this results in me building assemblages or doing paintings. Sometimes I get the old sketchbook back out. Sometimes, it results in stories.

I think I'm feeling a novel coming on. It's like that ache you get a few days before the flu sets in. Or the aura experienced in advance of a seizure. Or the smell of rain in the air before the summer storm hits.

There's an invisible world just out of my reach, names on the tip of my tongue, characters like featureless mannequins beginning to acquire definition in my mind's eye, like images from a dream that's fading, or a recurring nightmare that's beginning to coalesce into the physical realm.

I feel it out there, coming closer.

And when it hits, you'll be the second to know.

Peace.

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Quick one

Word: Hegemony.

Pick: Star Crash. (This one's for SBC.) The worst sci-fi movie I've ever seen. And that's saying quite a bit. Enemy spaceship shaped like a claw that makes a fist when under attack. Robot with a bad Southern drawl. Heroine (Stella Starr) who wishes she was Barbarella. David Hasselhoff as the prince of the universe. Soldiers fired in hollow torpedoes to board the enemy starship by crashing through the windows. And that's just off the top of my head. There's more idiocy in every minute of this than should be possible, even in an infinite universe.




And just because I'm amused, here's Episode 2 of "Angel of Death"








Say g'night, Stella.





Peace.

Monday, March 02, 2009

Angel of Death

Want something for free? How about a web TV series about a female assassin, written by one of the top comic writers, starring some of the genre fans' favorites: Lucy Lawless (is not the anti-heroine of the title), Ted Raimi, and DOUG FREAKIN' JONES (without makeup!) join Zoe Bell (as Eve, who starts out strong and ends up with six inches of steel in her skull -- and that's just the first episode).

Angel of Death is an HD, high quality production that is posting an episode every day for the next 10 days. At the site, there are also photo galleries, the backstory of Eve, behind the scenes videos and more. You should really check it out.

No doubt, it will be out on DVD soon, but why pay for something you can see for the next week and a half for free? Here's the first episode:





And when you've finished this, take a gander at some of Brubaker's best work: Today's (other) Pick(s):


Debra brought me this one when I was in the hospital last January. Gritty real-world suspense and espionage in the form of a superhero comic.



This one I actually found at an area Good Will store. Daredevil has been a hot character since Frank Miller's run in the 1980s, but only because writers like Brubaker have continually brought him back to his back-alley, hard-fighting roots.

Today's Word: Noir.

Peace.

Sunday, March 01, 2009

Back. D'j'u miss me?

Missed a day yesterday, attributable only to being too tired. Sometimes the lack of sleep catches up. Such was yesterday.

We saw the boy off early. I was driving his car from closed convenience store to closed convenience store at 5:30 a.m. until I found one open where I could air up his tires before he traveled to Pensacola. It was open house day, and he was auditioning for a scholarship in the drama program. (Initial reports are that he nailed it.) But even with all that extra time, I managed to miss an entry here and at my storytelling blog site, PCityLive.com

So, to make up, twice the picks and words tonight. And lots of bonus links!

Yesterday's Pick: Challengers of the Unknown.


I picked this up at a local comic shop that was having a clearance sale. Howard Chaykin has been a fave of mine since I first recognized his style in the Atlas line of comics ("Scorpion," which he renamed at Marvel as "Dominic Fortune.") In the 1980s, he created the groundbreaking satire/adventure "American Flagg."

Yesterday's Word: Sleeper.

Today's Pick: The Dresden Files.


I first saw the pilot movie for the sci-fi channel series, then borrowed the novels one at a time from the library. Then saw the short-lived series. Now there's a graphic novel prequel to the novels. All of which take liberties with the storyline, but all of which are entertainment worth getting hold of, the tale of a wizard/private eye who advertises in the phone book and fights vampires, faeries, and other things that go bump. I got the DVD set last week while Mom and Uncle Joe were in town and we watched the premiere ep together.

Today's Word: Unseelie.

Peace.