There’s nothing like waking up to the sound of a grown ass man bursting through your bedroom door screaming “ODIN! HELP! HERMES CAUGHT A MOUSE!!!”
…So how was your day? (The mouse is fine btw.)
So I guess in an attempt to warm up my brain, I will update you on the progress of 13, or something like that.
Firstly, I love math coincidences, and this is what my word count looked like last night:
I was *doubly* amused by the page count DOHOHOHO. Continue reading Update and Rude Awakenings
Progress! Sweet delicious progress. This week I have finished the Beta version of Chapter 12, then did an appropriate amount of dicking around ranching some slimes.
FYI, SLIME RANCHER IS AN AMAZING GAME AND I WILL PROBABLY RANT ABOUT IT SOMETIME SOON.
Though, I thought I have done already since I bought it early access, but I guess my brain has slipped or something. Fuck if I know.
MOVING ON! Continue reading UPDATE THING 8/26
Not a whole lot to report on, and since this is the first post, I will just give a general impression of what I have been doing.
Mostly setting up this site, really.
As it stands right now, I have just finished the Beta version of Chapter 11, where Nara is having a wonderful fun time in Uppercity. (hint: no. no she is not.)
I am now currently working on the restructure of Chapter 12, where things start to climax in terms of final conflict. I have had to chip off pieces and smoosh other ideas together in order to make location transitions smooth. But I have all of the chapter plotted out, so finishing it should be no problem. *SHOULD* Continue reading Weekly Progress Report
For those of you who are familiar with my current work in progress, you may notice a different dynamic between these two characters. That is because it is set in an earlier place along the timeline. Another book to add to the pile of unfinished garbage I suppose. Anyway, enjoy?
A scowl tainted Declan’s expression as he opened the door to his flat, the unexpected, expected intruder waiting for him inside.
“What did you get into now?” Declan griped at the armored figure sitting frozen in his chair.
“I have. Your pointy squish-squish,” Nara replied, addressing the little furry creature sitting on her.
“For the last time, that is a cat.” Declan pinched the bridge of his nose. “And I really don’t have the patience for your shit right now.”
“I don’t….understand it.” Nara ignored the doctor’s pleas, tilting her head in bemusement. “So tiny, but hunter?”
“Are you high and drunk again, or just high?” he sighed, grabbing tools from a cabinet nearby.
Continue reading Unwelcome Visitor
This section is dedicated to the journal entries of Matteus Il’Kalut, a traveling body artist from a wandering alien race. These are just fun little excerpts I have decided to write upon the request of fans who enjoyed the character and wanted to learn more about him.
To find out more about Matteus, check out his Character Profile HERE.
Today I thought I would journey over to Vega and see what I can find about the Ara’yulthr. I am not sure what to expect, as they have a stagnant art culture, and spend most of their time building armies to defend their homeland rather than feed their creative desires.
I hope to unearth some form of tradition, perhaps even a few history books back from their tribal roots. But I am not holding my breath; it was difficult enough for me to get clearance to land on the planet. Although, people who have a militaristic governing system tend to mark themselves to denote kinship and achievements in battle, so perhaps I am not going to leave empty handed.
Matteus was escorted to the customs office by two heavily armed guards, dressed in intimidating uniforms. They ushered him at a hurried pace, giving him little time to absorb the beautiful scenery.
He approached a pod-like metal building, the illusion of modernism warped by the trees growing on top of roof, spilling their roots over the walls. He couldn’t tell if they were real or fake, but he admired the camouflage they provided amid the jungle.
Continue reading Travels of Matteus: The Ara’yulthr Part 1
My trip to Vega was beyond fruitful, and I am not just referring to the practice minerals Danin gave me. The Ara’yulthr have had a few run-ins with my race before, and were more than willing to help me learn. I have even been permitted to speak with the scribes to learn more about their art as a style, a rare opportunity never seen by outsiders. It is a shame my brethren skipped over this place on their travels, they have missed a rare gem of knowledge.
These people have a very short period of pre-history. Even at their earliest development, they have recorded their achievements, granted in a more primitive language, but I don’t doubt the scribes can translate. I could literally spend decades here absorbing the books, but I fear the translator would pass out due to lack of breath. However, my guide, Talya, was ever so helpful in answering my questions.
Matteus was led deep into the forest, heading towards the Qui’isfahr clan primary library. Since this was one of the oldest buildings on the planet, he had high hopes to see some of the Ara’yulthr traditional architecture.
They stopped in front of a mound of rock, which had been conquered by the foliage. Massive tree roots intertwined with their neighbors in an intimate construction, dressed in garments of vines and grasses. At the front of the structure, the roots parted into a hole barely large enough for a small human to climb inside.
Continue reading Travels of Matteus: The Ara’yulthr Part 2
I have decided to explore Ilrydia for a while. Though modernized, the people have fiercely retained their traditions and practices. The people here were welcoming and hospitable, and they seemed enthusiastic to assist in my studies. With a bit of luck, I may even be able to witness one of their celebrations.
Matteus walked across the metal slat pier leading from the hangar. It was built to imitate wooden bridges, and its railings detailed with cables mimicking vines entangled in orderly knotwork. The land itself was a marvel, the earth sculpted into gentle hills, and trees burst from the ground at every direction. He could hear birds calling out and echoing in the air, joined by the whisper of leaves shaking in the mild breeze. Continue reading Travels of Matteus: Camo Games