Archive for the ‘Meta-Issues, Real Life, Out of Character, Etc.’ Category

12
Aug

Uniform Bricks in the Wall

   Posted by: amrath

Still trying to shake the exhaustion. I suppose it may be some time until I feel normal again, but at least I am recovering.

As I work my way back to writing, I can’t help but consider that coding is, in many ways, every bit the creative effort of the written word. It’s another language, to be certain, but it has the same capacity for eloquence or thud.

But only in the right circumstances. In the ever more rigid world of corporate code, we have fewer and fewer options. The ‘one true way’ notion permeates everything, its adherents woefully blind to the notion that monoculture creates myopia and a dearth of creative solutions.

I just walked away from a position where the powers that be (and they were good people, just less visionary than they might have been) chose to encourage one-size-fits-all solutions, to the exclusion of myriad approaches.

All this time, and we have yet to learn the lessons of the Tower of Babel. It’s sad.

 

12
Aug

Status report: coming up for a breath

   Posted by: amrath

Okay, so, status report: for the last three months, I have basically dropped off the earth because I have been working my ASS off as a programmer, and have had no time for writing. Oh, and my new daughter was born right at the start of that period, too. Yeah, it’s been…busy.

Hopefully I will have a bit of time here to rethread the plot for book three soon. It’s broken now, in that one of the characters who played an important role died in book two. (Yes, it was a surprise to me as well, but it was best.)

I also really need a final editing pass on the second book. And in theory, the first book is being considered by a publisher, though in practice that may just mean it is moldering away in someone’s inbox. We’ll see.

 

24
Apr

DeRon’s Challenge

   Posted by: amrath

One of my favorite people on twitter recently challenged folks to go ‘outside their comfort zone’. I proposed a redneck, ex-gay-porn star exorcist. Here’s my opening. What do you think? Finish or no?

Exorcism, like tech support, often ends up with somebody asking to escalate to a higher level. That’s how I got involved.

The B team had got themselves in a world of shit, literally. Demons have a weird sense of humor, and a good notion of what upsets your garden variety human. Nobody likes shit. So he (or it, to be technical) gave it to them. Literally.

“Jesus Fucking Christ,” I sighed as I entered the room. Father Joshua (the guy who had thrown in the towel and called me, mind you) did a double take, eyes bugged out in righteous shock, and I flipped him the bird. The ‘patient’ cackled like a loon, ripped a prodigious fart, and did a three-sixty with his head.

“Yeah, I saw that movie,” I sighed, and gestured for Joshua to take his crew and hit the showers. As they slipped outside and slammed the door, I drew back my duster and let the ‘patient’ have a good look at the Python on my hip. He was having a little trouble maintaining the “I am so wicked and I am about to eat your soul” pose. It was the wide-eyed, “Oh, shit!” look that gave him away. Definitely a B-teamer.

I flashed him a wicked grin. “New Sheriff in town, Poindexter. This can go easy or it can go hard, but one way or another, it’s eviction day.”

The demon swoll up like a tick and played badass. “Cocksucker! Motherfucker!”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Well, as it happens, I have seen a few up close, now that you mention it. Fucked a mother or two, too, but none kin to me.” I fingered the Python, just long enough to make my point.

“Fuck you!” the demon bawled. “Shoot! I got nothing to lose!”

You know, they do this wicked laugh that chills your average exorcist to the bone. I’m pretty sure they feel the same way when I give them mine. “You sure you don’t want to escalate now? This ain’t gonna be pretty. Run along, boy, and put your daddy on the phone.”

“Rotting bag of meat! I’ll feast on your soul!”

I expected no less. There was never a demon that saw discretion as the better part of valor. “Fair warning given. Last chance. You sure you want to do this?”

“Fuck you!” Not a good sign for him. He was already repeating himself.

“It’s your funeral,” I told him, knowing that was a lie. Mortals find peace from their mistakes at some point. Demons, they have to live with it forever.

Not that I felt sorry enough for him to explain that little wrinkle.

30
Mar

Please Follow me on Twitter

   Posted by: amrath

Follow me on twitter and help me spread the word about the novels. @AmrathOfNihlos


 

30
Mar

Starting Week3 on Kindle Scout

   Posted by: amrath

I was shocked today to see one of the books I had picked as a sure winner did not make the cut. Shows what I know, eh? The whole process is hard to grasp. I have no idea if the book is doing well or is being hopelessly crushed.

 

I definitely still need all the support I can get. Please, if you have time, go here and support “The Mad God’s Muse” with your vote.

29
Mar

Meet the Xanthians

   Posted by: amrath

Here’s a small excerpt from chapter one of “The Dead God’s Due.” Let me know what you think!

27
Mar

For no reason, this needs to be posted

   Posted by: amrath

The next time you find yourself reading a post that is so mind-numbingly stupid and incomprehensible, I recommend this as a response:

 

27
Mar

“The Dead God’s Due” is free today

   Posted by: amrath

You can get it here. I could really use some reviews, if you have the time.

 

18
Mar

Oh, it can happen here

   Posted by: amrath

The child can see he is dealing with monsters. He hasn’t lied to himself enough, yet, hasn’t internalized platitudes about omelettes and eggs.

This is pure evil. It is a tragedy of our time how many will turn away and shrug it off.

As the child here shows us, no one is born a slave. It is a learned behavior, a willing subjugation. It most definitely CAN happen here. It’s happening all around you right now.

Turn your head. American Idol is on soon.

19
Nov

You’ve been Grubered

   Posted by: amrath

Why are conservatives upset with the whole Gruber thing? I mean, clearly the people he thought were stupid were the ones he convinced to support Obamacare. Democrats should be mad as hell at him. Conservatives should rightfully be pointing, laughing, and saying, “We told you so,” I would think.

 

You've been Grubered

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