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Gen Con, Five Year Plan, And Why QoS Didn’t Fly


Welp, since The Techno Jesus has managed to beat me to a Gen Con 2012 post, I finally got up off my behind (or rather, sat down for once) and am getting this post written.

If you want to read about my wildly embarrassing but slightly tear-jerking (if you’re me) encounter with Wil Wheaton, then later I will post that but only if you REALLY want to hear it. It was actually pretty cool and he was really nice and kind of took my fangirling in stride, because he’s a bro.

Anyhow here are some pictures of me being a dork at GenCon. I stole most of them from my friends on Facebook, without permission. They’ll get over it.

One of those pictures may contain way more of a certain mercenary’s junk than I’m entirely comfortable with, but whatever. I kind of dork’d all over most of those pictures – I was super excited and running mostly on Diet Coke and glee (the emotion, not the melodramatic television show), and it was my first Con and I GOT TO MEET WIL WHEATON and I probably wasn’t getting enough oxygen anyway because oh my god breathing in that corset.

Moving on.

The Five Year Plan has more to do with my career than anything else, but there are some way more personal things involved in it, too. I won’t transpose word-for-word because I’m not sure that most of what I scribbled onto the napkin at work behind the register actually counts as WORDS anymore, more like smudges, but here’s the gist:

By December of This Year:

DeAngelis: Resurrection done. No excuses. I had a light-bulb moment at work earlier that more or less fixed 75% of the issues I’ve been having with the entire freaking SERIES and so I’m ready to plow ahead. I turned in the first chapter to my fiction workshop I’m participating in this semester, and even people who don’t quite get it absolutely loved it. My biggest fan-boy right now is a pastor, which tickles me to death because I figured that would be the demographic the book would piss off the most. But, I guess you never can tell with bees.

Be shopping for an agent. While I’m aware that ebook self-publishing has kind of opened up a whole new avenue for writers and authors, the fact of the matter is that the publishing houses still have a lot of power, and a lot of clout.

Have A Short Story/Novella Done, or Nearly. I need to self-publish something, regardless, and I’ve got a few little ideas that I could churn out in a week or so and throw onto the internets.

By December of 2013:

Book #2 Finished. There is actually a title for this one, I just can’t remember it at the moment, and I’m too lazy to go document-hunting. Regardless, after graduation, I’m going to have way more time to be working on my writing even if I’m working full-time. There’s no excuse to not have the second book of the deAngelis series finished.

At Least Two Novellas/Short Stories E-Published. Can’t hurt to get my name out there.

Professional(ish) Website. While a blog is great, a website will be even better, with a link TO the blog, or the blog being part of it. Something snappy, you know? That brags about what a great writer I am, and points people to the work I have available on e-readers, and points out that if someone WANTS to pay me to proofread or line-edit their stuff, then I am more than willing to do so.

Get The Heck Out of Dodge. Terre Haute is butts. I will not get trapped here.

By December of 2014:

Book #3 Done.

Books 1 and 2 Published.

Motorcycle.

By December of 2015:

 Supporting Myself With My Writing. Or editing, or a combination of both. Either works for me, as long as people are buying my stuff.

By December of 2017:

Own a House. Or at least have a house that I live in that the bank owns and that I am paying them back for. The house must have an office

All Five Books Done, Published or very nearly all published.

Studio. For various crafting adventures. Sewing, dying my own yarn, power tools. Lots and lots of power tools. I will accept an air-conditioned, well-lit, not-dusty workshop in the backyard with a great stereo and Wi-Fi.

Welp, I’ve managed to keep myself up until a ridiculous hour of the morning, but there you have it. My plan. Lets watch me stumble through it!

You’ll notice I don’t mention QoS at all, that magazine plan that didst crash and burn most predictably. Honestly, life kind of hit me in the face like a trainwreck right about when the critical workload needed to get done, and I just couldn’t handle it. Also, having experienced what needed to be done, I realized that the whole project was a bit too lofty for just me and Sam to handle. I would need a part-time staff of four or five people, at least, and that just wasn’t going to happen. So, maybe one day, when I have mountains of cash to just throw at hopeful young interns, but for now it’s a failed experiment that I can learn from. If you submitted work to QoS, all the rights hereby revert back to you. I release you! I’m so sorry to have gotten you all excited for nothing, but think of it as a learning experience and enjoy the opportunity to go submit your work to someone who has got it way more together than I do.

And with that, I think I shall head for bed. I got hit with a mild case of food poisoning earlier this evening and I definitely need to rest up before the three (ugh) exams that I have tomorrow… all before noon. Good night, all!

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Assassins, Abject Terror, and Nagging


You guys, I finished playing Assassin’s Creed: Revelations, and I have to say, I have never played a video game like that before, ever. The end kind of had me scratching my head and going, “Wha…?” But in the end what ended up happening is I went ahead and pre-ordered Assassin’s Creed III. In case you haven’t seen the trailer for the game, here:

While I actually prefer the cultures explored in the previous game, I think I could still bring myself to be excited about Revolution-era America. I may go back and play the other Assassin’s Creed games as well, I may not, we shall see.

The guy who lent me Revelations also lent me another game called Singularity. You guys, I cannot handle this game. I just… I can’t.

I watched the trailer before starting it. It’s below, and honestly, it looks innocuous enough, right?

It looks like an awesome adventure game, right? With some shooting? I’m not so good at shooting things in-game – thank goodness for the auto-aim features in Assassin’s Creed and World of Warcraft and whatnot. But this guy who’s been lending me games has been pretty dead-on with what he thinks I’ll like, so I thought, what the heck, I’ll give it a go.

This… you guys, THIS is actually gameplay.

When you’re done screaming/peeing your pants/trembling in the corner/making this face let me know.

AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

I’ll wait.

Anyhow, there’s still 27 hours left to get some fiction in for Qu33n of Spades’ Fiction Magazine! If it takes you a bit longer, you MIGHT be able to get something in like a day or two late, but you didn’t hear that from me. Since it’s fairly early in the magazine’s life, I can afford to be a little lax with submission deadlines, but not later than like June 3rd or whatever.

I’m really excited for the inaugural issue to come out – June 22nd! And remember, if you’ve already submitted, you’ll hear from us no later than June 15th.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to get back to gaming and screaming nonstop for a good portion of the forseeable future.