The following post is in honor of Piper Bayard’s début novel, Firelands. If you’ve read Piper’s and Holmes’ blog, you know that any book she writes is gonna be thrilling, funny, a little scary and, well, awesome. If you haven’t read their blog, go read it. Right now. And then go get the book…or Felinius Maximus will hunt you down.
You’ve been warned.
Fast forward to tomorrow morning…
You wake up expecting the day to be like every other one. You’ll drag your butt out of bed, pry your eyelids open and stumble into the kitchen to throw some scalding coffee (or tea, matcha, whatever) down your gullet along with leftoversdonuts a nourishing breakfast. Continue reading “Grab Your Tac Bac, Machete and…Cat?”→
How to Get Over the Halfway Mark Hump in NaNoWriMo (or any big writing project)
Sometimes they’re a cause for celebration. As in: “Yeehaw! We’re halfway through!” Or: “Whew! Thank goodness that’s half over already.”
Other times, they just suck. As in: “Oh man, I’ve come all this way and I still have so far to go.” *cue self-pity montage music*
I suppose it probably depends on whether you’re glass-half-full kinda folk or if you’re stuck in that middle.
We’re heading towards the halfway mark of NaNoWriMo. Some of you may just be picking up steam after a long, slow start. For others, the creative high of the first half of NaNo may be wearing off, leaving them stuck in that mushy, soggy, squishy middle.
I caught this movie over the weekend with my hubby (usually he doesn’t go for movies like this but he’s been listening to audiobook and was intrigued).
And…I enjoyed it. The vampires were reasonably scary and, perhaps most importantly, they didn’t sparkle or pine for teenage girls.
I also enjoyed the way history was woven into the story. Sure, it might not be the most historically accurate piece but, hello, it’s fiction. The vampires are kind of a dead giveaway, you know. It’s just a story that asks, “What if vampires were real and what if one of the least glamorous-looking presidents was actually a Buffy-meets-The-Matrix vampire hunter?” Continue reading “Abe Lincoln, President of the Vampire Hunters”→
Last week, I was in the throes of the move (the last one for the next 20 years, at least, if I have anything to say about it) and bereft of Internet. Since I rarely bother to turn on the TV (unless it’s to watch Netflix or something from the DVR) and even more rarely bother to pick up a newspaper, I did not hear about the passing of the great Ray Bradbury until last Sunday.
I wonder what Mr. Bradbury would say about our reliance on the digital word. E-books. Blogs. Google News. Yahoo! News. Search engines. Chat boards. Wikipedia. Facebook. Twitter. Books can be burned at the digital word can be altered. While I delight in the digital, I wonder… Continue reading “Ray Bradbury Lives On”→
I have, in the past, admitted a predilection for both disaster and horror flicks. And since a good many movies from either of those genres fall into the apocalyptic and post-apocalyptic categories, it follows that I would also have a twisted obsession interest in apocalyptic and post-apocalyptic stories.
Just what is it about the apocalypse that makes (some of) our hearts go pitter patter?
I suspect it’s the same reason that disaster flicks and horror movies are so appealing. Giant odds and hope. Throw ordinary people into the worst possible situation and watch them rise to the occasion (or die trying).
And maybe we also love it because, on some level, we all worry about the end of everything. We wonder whether will survive. We wonder whether our loved ones will survive. And we hope there’s a hero inside of us instead of a monster. Continue reading “Got Apocalypse?”→