Okay, fine. The numbers don't lie. The Dear Princess Celestia bit goes into the failed experiment pile with Adam Jones Speaks. I'm sure a few of you liked it, but not enough to keep it going. We had a good run, though, and I'm sure I'll bring it back from time to time when I get really bored.
In other news: I just had one of the most productive weeks I've had in a very long time.
1. I sorted out my financial situation so I could register for classes at the last minute.
2. Purchased and acquired books for said classes.
3. Did a week's worth of school.
4. Did a week's worth of work.
5. Went to two birthday parties.
6. Went to dress rehearsal.
7. Wrote the most recent Remnant vignette for PDP.
8. Drove to Birmingham for a photo shoot. (7 hour round trip)
9. Ran an extended D&D game.
10. Spent quality time with quality people.
So please understand and forgive me for not writing much last week.
In other news: It is very nearly my birthday!
I almost never do anything for my birthday. Every year it falls on Labor Day weekend, which is completely encompassed by Dragon*Con. It's a lot of fun and it's a great big party, but it's everyone's party. Hell, with all the people that go there, you could cram a room every night with the people who's birthday it is. Last year was different, though.
For my thirtieth I held a panel. We commandeered a panel room after hours and held the Adam Jones panel. There were expert speakers and I was presented my Doctor of Divinity certificate, and my Reverend title. I had always wanted to be the Reverend Doctor Jones. I mad a speech, people cried, it was great. I can't do that every year, though. It would lose its specialness. However, this year I have this:
My Zazzle Store
I sell merch now. If you want to get me something for my birthday, get yourself one of these delightful items. Your happiness makes me happy, and who doesn't want to be happy on their birthday? I love you all!
Monday, August 29, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Remnant - A Prelude - Part 3
Another week has gone by and I've written another section of teaser for Penny Dreadful Productions. Once again, it is paired with fantastic art! The illustrations are by Amy Houser, and the typography is by Jim Ware. Click on the art to read! You'll be glad you did!* Remember, you can read them all here.
*Probably. I mean, I think it's likely, but I can't offer any sort of guarantee. I mean, if you're already at this site, it probably means that you have some sort of affinity to my writing to begin with. If that's not the case, I'm terribly sorry. You must have somehow gotten tricked into coming** and I hope it wasn't too awful for you. Have a great day!
**Probably by me.
*Probably. I mean, I think it's likely, but I can't offer any sort of guarantee. I mean, if you're already at this site, it probably means that you have some sort of affinity to my writing to begin with. If that's not the case, I'm terribly sorry. You must have somehow gotten tricked into coming** and I hope it wasn't too awful for you. Have a great day!
**Probably by me.
Monday, August 15, 2011
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones, but Chains and Whips Degrade My Racial Heritage - Updated
So last January the world was introduced to the song S&M. I heard it. It was catchy.
It had become the virtual anthem of Frolicon when it came around that April. For those of you who are blissfully unaware, Frolicon is a local perv convention that happens here in Atlanta every year. As far as I can tell, it's just an excuse for a bunch of freaky skanks to get together and be skanky with one another. I'm willing to accept the possibility that there is a greater social meaning behind it all. Perhaps there is great social value in having a judgement-free place where people can express aspects of their sexuality that is typically shunned by general society. Maybe it's a symbol of social growth and freedom. However, they have a Fox Hunt, where people who get off on dressing like ponies chase after people who get off on dressing like animals... so whatever.
I would have loved knowing nothing about it, but apparently a lot of my friends are also freaky skanks. In fact, when I do a google image search of Frolicon, I see at least half a dozen people I know right off the bat. I've been having to hear about it every year since it started... I think in '05. I heard... awful things. I didn't want to go, no one was making me, so I didn't go. Everyone was happy.
I got tricked, though. Last April I got tricked into going. I was meeting a friend to study. She was late. She said it would be easier for her to meet me at another place. She gave me the address. I got there. It was Frolicon. It was.. there was... I saw things. Things that cannot be unseen. I waited in what should have been a neutral lobby for 20 minutes. It was not neutral. It was their territory and they were marking it. I was... uncomfortable. And I heard that damn S&M song like seven times. I don't really know how they managed that, since the song is over four minutes long, but they did.
It was weeks later when I found out that the song was sung by Rihanna. I took a look at the video. My first thought was that it looked like a clown had eaten Perez Hilton and the gimp from Pulp Fiction and vomited them all over Rihanna. Sadly, as I continued watching I realized that was almost exactly the case.
I guess what I'm saying is this:
I think it's weird when black people are into bondage.
Update
It has come to my attention that some people may not appreciate being called "freaky skanks." My first reaction would usually be to tell them to stop being freaky skanks, and I wouldn't call them such. However, I understand that lifestyle persecution is a real and dangerous thing. Rest assured that I bear no ill-will toward anyone who is gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgendered, dom, sub, or into furries, fisting, piercing, ponies, bondage, or anything that is safe and consensual. And I absolutely do not condone or tolerate hate or violence in any form. This is a satirical opinion piece.
Frolicon itself does its best to maintain a safe, respectful environment... though still one that kinda makes my eye twitch and my inner child sob.
I would have loved knowing nothing about it, but apparently a lot of my friends are also freaky skanks. In fact, when I do a google image search of Frolicon, I see at least half a dozen people I know right off the bat. I've been having to hear about it every year since it started... I think in '05. I heard... awful things. I didn't want to go, no one was making me, so I didn't go. Everyone was happy.
I got tricked, though. Last April I got tricked into going. I was meeting a friend to study. She was late. She said it would be easier for her to meet me at another place. She gave me the address. I got there. It was Frolicon. It was.. there was... I saw things. Things that cannot be unseen. I waited in what should have been a neutral lobby for 20 minutes. It was not neutral. It was their territory and they were marking it. I was... uncomfortable. And I heard that damn S&M song like seven times. I don't really know how they managed that, since the song is over four minutes long, but they did.
It was weeks later when I found out that the song was sung by Rihanna. I took a look at the video. My first thought was that it looked like a clown had eaten Perez Hilton and the gimp from Pulp Fiction and vomited them all over Rihanna. Sadly, as I continued watching I realized that was almost exactly the case.
I guess what I'm saying is this:
I think it's weird when black people are into bondage.
Update
It has come to my attention that some people may not appreciate being called "freaky skanks." My first reaction would usually be to tell them to stop being freaky skanks, and I wouldn't call them such. However, I understand that lifestyle persecution is a real and dangerous thing. Rest assured that I bear no ill-will toward anyone who is gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgendered, dom, sub, or into furries, fisting, piercing, ponies, bondage, or anything that is safe and consensual. And I absolutely do not condone or tolerate hate or violence in any form. This is a satirical opinion piece.
Frolicon itself does its best to maintain a safe, respectful environment... though still one that kinda makes my eye twitch and my inner child sob.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Remnant - A Prelude
So one of the many things that's been keeping me busy lately is a project I've been working on with my dear friends at Penny Dreadful Productions. We are working on a big surprise for Dragon*Con, and we've started making sneak-peeks to raise interest. I've been working with a couple of fantastic artists.* They've been putting together poster art and I've been writing a series of vignettes. Together we're trying to give a solid impression of the world in which we're working.
The first one went up last week:
And the second went up yesterday:
Click on the art to read the associated short, or you can find them collected here. There should be a new one every Wednesday until Dragon*Con. Then we get to see the big unveiling. We're all very excited. You should be, too.
*I would name them, but I haven't discussed it with them; don't want to cross any boundaries.**
**You would all be proud of me. I haven't exposed myself, tripped over a baby, or played any awkward staring games to or with anyone... so far... in a professional setting...***
***And this post started off so well.
The first one went up last week:
And the second went up yesterday:
Click on the art to read the associated short, or you can find them collected here. There should be a new one every Wednesday until Dragon*Con. Then we get to see the big unveiling. We're all very excited. You should be, too.
*I would name them, but I haven't discussed it with them; don't want to cross any boundaries.**
**You would all be proud of me. I haven't exposed myself, tripped over a baby, or played any awkward staring games to or with anyone... so far... in a professional setting...***
***And this post started off so well.
