Author has written 4 stories for Dawn of the Dead, and Battlestar Galactica: 2003.
"Once I had a little game, I liked to crawl back in my brain. I think you know the game I mean, I mean the game called go insane."--Jim Morrison.
Thanks to everyone who's taken the time to read my stories, it gives me some hope that maybe some day I'll actually consider myself decent at this writing thing. As usual, all reviews are welcome, even if you feel the need to beg me to stop, I won't, but feel free to beg anyway. It's kind of fun to listen to the sound of people begging. Did I mention that sarcasm and jokes will also abound here. And also repeats, sorry but I have a tendency to edit just the pertinent facts.
Currently I seem to be having trouble liking ANYTHING I've been writing, so quite obviously there has been some serious down time in the updating of my stories. Hopefully that's about to change though. I've got a couple of chapters just about polished off on And You Thought Your Birthday Was Hell, so eventually those will be posted. I've also been sidetracked a lot with my as yet un-uploaded story Land of the Dawn, but that's not necessarily been in a good way.
On a lighter note, I've actually had a bit of a breakthrough with my DotD-ish fic And You Thought Your Birthday Was Hell. It's kind of turning into an 'Act II' of sorts, and some of the characters actually seem to grow up. After I've weeded out the weakest and not-so-weakest links among them of course. Can't have a zombie fic without people dying, where'd the fun in that be after all. And, unfortunately, you can't just kill off the weakest links without it turning into one big cliche.
A little about me:
What I'm Watching: Cold Case, Eureka, Harper's Island, The Big Bang Theory, The Mentalist, Robot Chicken, Primeval, Shakespeare Retold
What I'm Listening to: Rammstein, Eisbrecher, Within Temptation, The Cure, Niyaz, Mindless Self Indulgence, The Blue Hearts, The Clash, The Ramones, Johnny Cash, KMFDM, Bally Sagoo, Green Day, Infected Mushroom, Kodo, Regina Spektor, Rachmanioff
What I'm Reading: Undone (Rachel Caine), Street Magic (Caitlin Kittredge), In Shade & Shadow (Barb & J.C. Hendee), Time Heals No Wounds (Jack Leninger), The Zombie Survival Guide (Max Brooks), Extinction Event (Dan Abnett).
Current and Upcoming Works: And You Thought Your Birthday was Hell. This is a tale about a woman and her friends trying to survive a zombie outbreak on her 30th birthday. I'm borrowing elements from multiple zombie-themed films that I've enjoyed and will hopefully pay homage to them all adequately. I like the idea of how people would react under some sort of bizarre circumstances, but at the same time, I wanted to keep it sorta light and fun. Yes, some people like me do think of zombie invasions as part and parcel to a fun, light story. I should probably warn everyone that I started this story with the idea of taking all the most irritating, annoying stereotypical characters from zombie & horror movies in general - the ones that you just can't for the life of you fathom how they manage to live as long as some of them do, while simultaneously praying they die sooner rather than later in the film - and put them all together. This is not for the faint of heart, seriously, the characters are all VERY annoying, even to write, and it's all on purpose. Don't say you haven't been warned. Any resemblances of certain characters to some of my co-workers is strictly intentional, nothing like irritating co-workers getting on my nerves to incite an urge to write some good ole' fashioned zombie carnage. With the addition of my most recent, and extremely over due chapter I've knocked off a couple more of them.
Burdens, is my first try at a BSG, and probably the most challenging story I've written to date. It's causing me no end of trouble and I'm seriously thinking of putting it on hiatus until after the series finale, whenever that may be. I've written several chapters that remain unposted because I still find them highly unsatisfying. I don't know if this one will ever be finished. Here's hoping.
Tentatively titled, Land of the Dawn is going to pick up after the storyline of From Dawn to Dawn, hopefully everyone will see what happened to the main characters that left on helicopters for destinations unknown. Dear old multiple-personality Briggs and everybody's favorite C.J. were just begging to be brought back. In case you haven't guessed from the working title, this is obviously where I'll be incorporating some elements of Land of the Dead. In fact, even though I've been criticized for doing some re-caps of scenes from shows/ movies, and giving my take on the events, a few scenes I've written will coincide exactly with scenes from the movie. Fair warning. Also with a VERY weak working title, Dawn into Day is another sequel to From Dawn to Dawn, dealing with those who remained on the island and bringing it together with Day of the Dead. I've completed rough drafts on a few chapters of each story, but they're still in editing and re-editing hell.
I'm also about ready with yet another tale of a damaged heroine (and her equally damaged band of cohorts) fighting for survival through, that's right, you guessed it, another zombie outbreak. Still haven't managed to come up with a title for this one, so I'm keeping it in a holding pattern until something feels right.
I'm thinking how funny a Bollywood themed zombie fic might be. Death, dismemberment, and zombies breaking into song and dance just as the action unfolds. What could go wrong with that combination? Or, how about an X-men crossover. With Wolverine's healing ability, would he get infected if a zombe bit him? How would that work? Maybe like that 28 Weeks later, "oh I've got 2 different colored eyes so I can fight off the rage virus but kissing me is probably not a good idea," way of thinking he wouldn't be a zombie, but anyone that got stabbed with his claws would be infected.
"Let's just say I was testing the bounds of reality. I was curious to see what would happen. That's all it was: just curiosity."--Jim Morrison
"Death alone from death can save."--George MacDonald