Neovella, audiobooked.

I did a test run of Bobby the Incontinent Space Cadet. I recorded the first 5 pages as a bit of a precursor, and because the story isn’t quite finished yet. Is a Neovella ever really finished? I’m already getting perverse ideas for the next masterpiece.

Anonymously-obsessed boyfriend believes he can smooth out my couple of stutters and put the entire story into one file once the story is done and I record it.

Have a listen on my new PodBean account. New? Because I don’t want to pay WordPress $20/year to be able to upload mp3s, that’s why.

Warning: If the title doesn’t give the content away, you deserve to be horrified.

Link to Audio and description.
Moving right along.
I’ve been having some other good fun. I made some sketches for a neat zombie survival guide with a discernible twist. I don’t want to say more, for now. I went for my notes on Locked Out, and grabbed my sketchbook, which was on top and just begging to be filled with awesome little stick-men zombies.
Yes, I draw stick men. They’re coming for you.
Humerous tidbit: Duke Nukem Forever is coming out. I was dumb enough to wait 12 years, decide on Portal 2 for my new-game-of-the-quarter purchase. Buying Portal 2 doesn’t make me dumb. Believing in DNF for 12 years makes me dumb.

More Gardening, and the new computer emerges!

I got a bunch of plants into the garden. Funny how simple planting can be, compared to the rest of life. It feels pretty good. Next weekend will be tomatoes. Lots of tomatoes. I should start a gardening and cooking blog.

Lots of work today. I sent in my first proposal for my writing internship. I have yet to hear back, I’m hoping for good things.The also sent something my way, so I need to get in touch with somebody. More theater! I have a film review and a concert review coming up as well, I will post links as soon as they’re live, of course.

I managed to build two computers over the weekend. My older computer has become a linux machine for my eternal linux hobby and fascination. I already had my laptop for that, but you can’t beat the charm of a desktop. I just want to know what the hell Ubuntu was thinking with its new user interface. It’s clunky, awful and inspiring me to switch to Fedora or SUSE. I always did like the Red Hat flavours, back in the day.

The new computer is pretty great. I resent Windows 7 for existing, but in the end the switch is probably good for me. My old Vista build was unstable. But I need to spend a lot more time neutering Win7 into something I can stand to look at. I do most of my creative writing in linux. I find the positive feelings I have towards the open source movement to be inspiring, and it feels cool to say I work in OpenOffice or (now) LibreOffice.

I was born to be a rebel. And I need to finish my damn draft before my revolution grinds to a halt.

More geek news, I have an AOC Android tablet courtesy of my darling boyfriend. I love my toys, and this one is utterly fascinating. I’ve never been able to indulge my technological lust this much before, and he can get the coolest toys.

In other news, I beat Portal 2 after making it last. I can’t believe how it ended. I still question my sanity.

May’s short story rough draft complete.

I’m not bringing out the champagne just yet. More like a hacksaw. The first parts of the story illicit  a “who wrote this crap” reaction. The rest needs significant cleaning up, and I need to break my love affair with certain words.

I’m still in love with the concept as much as I was initially. Now that it’s all down on paper, I can start doing it real justice. I’m my own harshest critic, and I know that I can be a real monster.

I’m hoping I’ll be comfortable enough to put it out here for the world to see in the middle of May.I have a slight fear that I’ll pigeonhole myself into writing nothing but existential zombie stories forever. However, since I’m not exactly a traditionalist, I don’t give a damn about what anybody expects of me anymore. I’ve spent enough of my life worrying about shaping up to other people’s dreams. So I’ll write whatever lame genre fiction, nonfiction or literary prose I like, and everyone gets to like it!

I might have to hold off on starting the edits for a couple of days, because I have a giant consulting project to research and work on, with preliminary mind-maps due Monday.

Maybe the technological and creative pursuits give me a kind of balance and grounding. I can always turn one off and work on the other, if needed.

Maybe I’ll go play more Portal 2. I’m on chapter 7 and I really want to know what happens!

Unproductive, nonproductive, antiproductive

I’d classify myself along the lines of “nonproductive” today. I’m just not doing any formal work. I’m not self-sabotaging, which I’d say would be antiproductive, but I’m not trying and failing either.

My main work computer is being plagued by problematic freezes and crashes. I fear becoming reliant on my laptop for essential work, because my wide screen dual monitors are pretty essential to a lot of what I do. I did it before without them, but it is very inefficient. Although, arguably, my laptop is technologically superior to my desktop, I still like to keep “work” and “writing” segmented.

My boyfriend is on the cusp of putting together his own dream computer. Hopefully this issue will resolve itself when I inherit his old machine and I turn this one into the Linux box of my dreams.

Played more Portal 2 last night, I’m blown away by how amazing it is. I’ve been trying to make it last, because I blew through Portal and felt sad when it was over.

What does Portal 2, hot yoga and internships have in common?

Short answer: They are all awesome.

I woke up early. Despite its early launch, Portal2 refused to run in the wee hours of the morning, and I love sleep. The anticipation woke me up bright and early, and I devoted about 100 minutes to playing. It was simply amazing, but I had work to do and reviews to write, especially if I was going to make the afternoon community yoga class. Needless to say, Portal 2 good. Well worth it so far, and I’m going to make the time to get more into it further pre-weekend. Traditional workday gaming seems unprofessional, even if I’m self-employed and have been known to regularly put hours in on weekends.

Hot yoga was slightly suffocating. I’ve been missing out the past few weeks because of schedule conflicts, and it was 90 minutes of sweaty exhaustion. The incredible endorphin high afterwords is worth it, especially when I got the good news…

A print-magazine internship I had applied for almost a month ago, and had interviewed for two weeks ago and presumed filled contacted me. Now, they didn’t offer me the internship I had applied for (executive assistant), but rather, something more suited to my strengths. I’ve been offered an internship as a backbeat reporter for the festival season. This means I’ll go to events and write really detailed backstories and reviews on them.

All this the day after I write about my disillusionment with reviewing. This won’t be my usual 300-500 word requirement while trying to say only nice things review. This just got real! I’m still going to carry on with my current reviewing gig as well, because it’s still crazy fun, and I like getting into movies/plays/shows for free.

So, life awesome, hot yoga attempting boyfriend too cool for words (but slightly singed), and things are looking good for seeing my work in print.

On the creative front, I’m trying to figure out a realistic schedule for writing short stories. I’m thinking two per month, or one ever three weeks or so is a good target. The trouble is inspiration. Many of my short story ideas come from dreams, and I have an incredible amount of zombie dreams.

Zombies are cool and all (perhaps overused?), but I need to request a new form nightmare.