Friday, October 25, 2013

"Bare feet were never meant for pavement."

Bare feet were never meant for pavement. Right now, if Jack found a man who had no feet, it wouldn't put his life in perspective. He would see if the man still had shoes he could part with. Or at least, socks. He had relegated the voices to their discussion about the cat, and what it meant. He wanted to focus on what he was supposed to be doing.

Thursday, October 17, 2013

"Being late should be a sin."

Being late should be a sin, Bruno thought between bites. Some things just were not done, even in the underworld, and making a man wait on his pay check was criminal, even among criminals. If you ask someone to bump someone else off, the delivery boy better be Johnny on-the-spot with the money. Bruno had explained after the last late payment that it was unwise to anger people who killed for a living. Not with words; he found words lacked a lasting impact.

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

"They called him Bruno."

They called him Bruno. Not because it was his name, he didn't think anyone was really named Bruno. They called him that because anyone who called him by his real name got messed up. His parents, he concluded at a young age, hated him. It was the only reason to have such a terrible name. That's one of the many reasons they were always fighting. Him, money and the other women.

Friday, October 11, 2013

"The truth was, no one could really tell..."

The truth was, no one could really tell you which city it was. It didn't matter to the inhabitants, and it barely mattered to Jack and the Voices, as he was coming to think of them. A sort of doo-wop band straight out of a psychology textbook. The aristocrat didn't like this analogy, and the angry voice outright said he'd only agree to it if he got to be lead guitar. The other two were much more amenable.

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

"It wasn't always like this."

It wasn't always like this. He was pretty sure of that. Normally, at least, he didn't wake up in alleys listening to familiar voices in his own head. The cryptic message was still there, staring back at his, apparently, nearsighted eyes. The voices started a sort of dull murmur, so he hushed them by reading it again. He read it a third time on autopilot, while he tried to turn the rest of his brain to remembering anything before now.

Monday, October 7, 2013

"Each blink brought things into better view."

Finally, I have a plot. Not sure how long this story can go, but it started as an adventure game plot I had. The idea being that you were a -- wait! That would be spoilers. Let it be said though that the scene is fairly similar to how I envisioned it in the game, with the hero waking up in an alley. Anyway, plot below. Above the fold is the official Table of Contents for this story. I feel like it never would make a good adventure game because too much of the plot was internal and a lot of back tracking to see things in a new light after you gain new information. It had potential, but it also was too dark. Look at how the story opens! It doesn't lend itself to the somewhat campy, humorous tenor of the adventure games of old.

1. "Each blink brought things into better view."
2. "It wasn't always like this."
3. "The truth was, no one could really tell..."
4. "They called him Bruno."
5. "Being late should be a sin."
6. "Bare feet were never meant for pavement."
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Saturday, October 5, 2013

Blatant Politics 2

Very soon I'll have a real fiction writing project to keep me busy. Until then, I've been thinking about the rise of the fractious nature of American politics. Specifically: Why have both sides ratcheted up the nonsensical, aggressive talk? It's simple.

Demagoguery works; talk radio, the political left, the Twitterverse, etc. Why does it work? It is a bit different for both sides, but it comes down to this: Emotions motivate people, and anger is easy to instill.

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Blatant Politics

Skip if you don't want shutdown talk. Instead, go here, for fun!

You were warned.

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

A Simple Three-Step Process

After today, I really think that we all, as a people, need to select for compromise in our politicians more aggressively than we do. Sort of try and evolve it into them, like scientists with micro-organisms. But, here's the thing, we already have a set of politicians that are willing to compromise. I have said since the ACA debacle that cost the Democrats the House that if they had had a politician like Steny Hoyer instead of Nancy Pelosi, they'd have gotten what they wanted and kept the House.