Well, the other night I decided to go searching for religion and the folks at this facility must have known I was coming. Check out the message they left for me.
I am verboten in every sense of the word, I guess.
They must have known how I was going to end Season 2 of Something Else, I guess. Oh well. Maybe next time.
And for those that asked, I'll be getting the other two complete issues of Next Wave up shortly. Never fear. Reformatting is just no fun, you know?
For December:
10. "Dive For You" – Boom Boom Satellites
9. "Would?" – Alice in Chains
8. "Anchor End" – A Wilhelm Scream
7. "Just Lose My Mind" – Party Ben
6. "Phoenix" – Exit Mindbomb
5. "Hayling (radio edit)" – FC Kahuna
4. "Army of Bono" – Clutch
3. "The Noise" – Regina Spektor
2. "No One Takes Your Freedom" – DJ Earworm
1. "All These Things That I've Done" – Killers
In other news, Episode 48 of Something Else is complete and should be up tomorrow.
In case you missed the Please Stand By message on the LiveJournal, I've pulled the trigger on the PDF versions of both Something Else: The Complete First Season and The Sunday Before You. These are both available under a Creative Commons license, so feel free to download and enjoy. If you really enjoy Sunday, order a copy. Still working up the hard copy chapbooks of Something Else, so stand by for those.
I've already gotten requests from folks for HTML and PDB versions of the files, and that's on the to-do list. So never fear.
Well, sorry if there wasn't a lot of pics from San Diego, from which I leave today. I was actually pounding the carpet to talk to folks. It was a lot of small and medium press folks, really. Basically I was interested in people who wanted to get their word out. If they actually had a book that looked worthwhile and were nice enough to say something as simple as "Hi" as opposed to stayed locked in whatever book they were reading (no HP6s, though), then I wanted to see what was up. There were some people that were already in conversations and I tried to get back to them, but I didn't always succeed. Because the floor was freaking huge. So anyway. Not a lot of time to take pictures of weirdos for you to gawk at. There's plenty of other sites covering that, regardless.
So while I was here I finished the second pass on Sunday (damn me for my lineation) and also finished compiling Something Else: Season 1. For Something, I was able to fit what I had always thought of as the first season into the format: the first twenty-four episodes, the last of which is the one about oneirophilia, part one of the first two-parter. So that was good.
Should be going to press soon on both. Stay tuned.
How very bizarre. So I'm flipping through DVD Planet over the weekend and I came across a film called They Came Back. The tagline on the site was " Why have the dead suddenly returned?" And it's from Wellspring.
So I'm thinking, A zombie movie? What in the world is Wellspring doing releasing a zombie movie?
And here it is.
It's an art zombie movie. From France. About the dead suddenly coming back to life and trying to return to their lives. Man, that's eerie as hell.
ScottC says parallel development, and that's the truth. Never heard of this French film before now. And from what I've read about the film, there are some differences. The dead have some kind of secret reason for being back in the film. And they don't come back completely there, at least in the cabeza department. And the effect doesn't seem to keep going back and back.
Not defending myself here, but this is the first time I've written something only to find afterwards that something really, really damn similar had been done before. Usually I have an idea and start to develop it and then hear something that makes me stop.
Just weird, that's all. Now I need to find the thing and watch it. Because a French zombie art movie sounds fascinating regardless. I mean, this is the country that did Brotherhood of the Wolf, for God's sake.
Read a story that gives you the willies, write a story to exorcise the willies.
As I always say, it's cheaper than therapy.
This is me.
No, really.
I am a writer, poet, spoken word performer, actor, singer, improviser, content creation and idea machine, freelance iconoclast, and the internet's janitor that dispenses pop culture wisdom to the protagonist of your choice. I have seen too many movies, read too many comic books, and when the zombies finally come, I'm the one you want to call. I sure as hell won't answer the phone, but it's the thought that counts. I advise people on the net, websites and technology, because I know these things instead of having a life or sleeping.
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