NOT THE BEES!!!
My friend Evan reports on youthful nostalgia, B movies, and bygone trailblazers who hung it all out there.
In a previous blog post, I spoke of a public access television show I used to watch called Attack of the Killer B’s.
Back in 1992, my Friday night ritual was to run to the gas station just off base and grab a pint of Ben & Jerry’s New York Super Fudge Chunk and a can of Cheezums. I’d then get back just in time to settle in and watch the most glorious Public Access Television show ever created… Attack of the Killer B’s. It was like some kind of mad experiment resulting from a twisted tryst between Elvira, Svenghouli, and a voyeuristic MST3K poking its head in and seeing just what the hell was going on.
I ended up with about 8 VHS tapes filled with static’y episodes (all I had was rabbit ears and tin foil!), but I’d watch those tapes over and over again for the…
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“Maybe he would kill her in her sleep.”
A few paragraphs in and this sucker is on my GET IT list. Click the book for a preview. You’ll see what I mean.
A very big thank you goes out to Judith at readandreview2016.wordpress.com for her incredibly thoughtful review of my book. Glad to see she enjoyed it and also got some good stuff to consider for future efforts.
- Title: Commune
- Author: Joshua Gayou
- Published: 2017
Commune: Book One is the story of one small group of survivors who must adapt to a primitive, hostile world or die. As they learn the rules of this new era, they must decide how far they’re willing to go to continue living, continually asking themselves the same question daily: is survival worth the loss of humanity?
When I started reading Commune, I noticed a couple of minor technical issues. There were some grammatical errors, and the narrative occasionally swapped tenses by accident. Also, some words were written with excessive letters or punctuation, like thiiiiiiis????!!!! As a reader, I urge writers not to do this. It may look as if it expresses deeper meaning, I assure you it does not; I read it as this? or this! regardless of how many extra letters or punctuation marks have been added.*
*I covered these…
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Author Dean M. Cole is doing a really cool thing that I wasn’t even aware was a doable practice in this game; a virtual blog tour! He’s going to be feature alongside the narrators of his latest book, Solitude: R. C. Bray and Julia Whelan. This looks like it’s going to be a really cool feature for a guy who is already drumming up a lot of buzz in the independent and audio markets.
For those of you who run your own book blog, this is your chance to get in on the action (CLICK HERE). There are a number of dates open in which you can submit to host these folks over at your site. This is a good thing for everyone involved; it means traffic for them and it definitely means new traffic for you.
I stumbled on this gem today. So far, the site seems to be in the early stages of development: only three posts that I can see, undefined categories, a contact page that is barely setup, and a cryptic about me page.
Everything about this site makes me want to know more about the owner.
I’m sharing because of the writing skill that is being demonstrated here. I must assume the writer is female because the entries are written from a female POV, however you can’t be sure in these things.
Male or female, there is a treasure trove of work worthy of study here. The writer makes it all seem so effortless but there is so much going on under the hood. As the reader, you’re almost being programmed. The POV in these entries is nearly my own psychological opposite, however I find myself thinking and feeling exactly as this craftsman of a writer intends at the end of each passage.
This is masterfully done.
“So how do you want to do this?” I asked, pulling out a wad of cash. ‘Up front or afterward?”
Dr. Karlberg was entirely composed of angles. At first I couldn’t tell if he looked severe because of his attitude or because of a violent metabolism. With an unsmiling, no-nonsense demeanor, I guessed his weight had less to do with luck and more to do with hard discipline. Sit ups, push ups, lean meat every day. He must have been in the military because at his age, he stood more erect than most men my age.
He directed me to the sofa that was strategically lower than his chair. From behind me, I got the distinct feeling he was herding me. Like a sheep. This, most likely, was not going to work out well for either of us.
Dr. Karlberg stared at the cash with disgust. His long nose pointed at…
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