Ready to publish (soon!)
So, basically this means that I’m done reading and revising and editing and revising and reading and editing and revising and you get the picture. Now I’m just waiting for my lovely wife/editor/manager/partner/superhero to skim through it one last time, and I can get this baby published.
Updates will be posted here as it’s (self)published, of course, probably within a month, give or take. (Oh, and if you know me personally, I will harass the everloving crap out of you when the book drops. I’ve heard it’s the Christmas present of 2015! Give it to everyone
Thanks for all the support!
Seeing as the ‘great launch’ is fast approaching (unless I’m shot or hit by a car or something), I’ve decided to make a little progress bar for you to look at! I’m sure you all have better things to do than gaze at this page, waiting for the book to drop (although, I don’t see what could possibly be more important), but I’m posting it anyway:
When that little thingy is full, the final revision of my book will be done! I probably won’t update it after every chapter, but I’ll try to keep that number rising at a steady pace. I’ll admit to having quite a few butterflies right now – this is my first publishing after all. If all goes according to plan, it should be available for purchase come august.
As a reminder: Until that number reaches 100% my book is available for free. One revision poorer, but finished nonetheless. Take a gander below if you don’t want to wait / don’t want to waste your money on me. (Or if you want to give me feedback that’ll make it into the final product.)
The Fall of Noman – Awakenings
Please and thank you,
Polarization – a sharp division, as of a population or group, into opposing factions.
I’d like to talk about this little thing called polarization. Why? Because we’re all doing it every single day. Personally I blame the media, but we are all at some fault here. This problem is halting everything that even remotely looks like progress, and it’s dividing us into separate camps when it comes to even the smallest things. What the hell am I talking about? Everything, actually, but to make it easier I’ll stick with two examples. Today’s youth and our bodies. It seems to me that in every discussion regarding one of those topics (or a myriad of others), people are neatly split into two camps.
I realize that even as I’m typing this, I am putting myself in a third camp. I’m sure many others are in here with me, but we’re the quiet ones, so in the hyper-global screaming contest that encompass today’s papers, blogs (self-burn) and social media – we’re practically non-existent. (All it takes for evil to prevail, and so forth . . .)
Let me start by calling out the media. (Easier to blame an institution than real human beings, right?) Almost every single fluff piece written by ‘journalists’ today is based on a straw man, and often void of any credible source. Clickbait articles disregard all form of censorship, ignore all fallacies and end up in bold script on the ‘front page’ as it were. And we fucking click it! Upon reading that ‘your candy has had poop-fingers on it’, ‘youths today have it worse than ever!’ or ‘fat is the new skinny and is actually quite healthy’, we immediately have a reaction to it. (Some pretend that we don’t, and that we simply clicked it ‘ironically’ and don’t care or are above such matters. I know I do, but I can assure you some deep instinct in me always react.) These reactions vary from fluff piece to fluff piece and from person to person, but since the articles are written the way they are – bold statements and downright fact-claiming – there’s not much wiggle room: We either agree, or we don’t. Often strongly, at that. The problems begin when we vehemently disagree. Because, of course we must voice our opinion on it if we feel that it’s wrong or that it misrepresents us.
The thing is, though, it doesn’t! Because it doesn’t represent us at all!
Already did one of these concerning funerals . . . might as well do one on weddings as well, right? They’re basically the same thing anyway, so. (Fnar fnar fnar!)
Well, the focus is going to be a little different, because I’m not taking about faith or religion this time, I’m talking about people
. And we all know how I feel about those, right?
I’m not extremely well versed when it comes to weddings. I’ve arranged (and participated in) my own, and I’ve been the best man at one, but apart from that I don’t have much experience with them. What I do
know, is that my own was pretty far removed from others I’ve been to or heard about. The main difference seemed to be that others kept following so many rules! Rules for guests, rules for the ceremony, rules for everything! And not even their
rules, or biblical rules or whatever, but other people’s rules!
Just to get this out of the way: We did not have an ‘extreme’ wedding of any kind. It wasn’t Star Wars themed, we’re not members of a cult and we didn’t serve hot-dogs and say yes in the back of a truck. It was a normal, beautiful outdoor ceremony, she wore white, I wore black, we both said yes and so forth.
So it seems at this point; I’ll do anything to avoid revision work . . . which means I’m pretty much writing away on anything that isn’t my book.
After a short foray into science fiction, my feet are once again planted in the world of Noman. It all began as a joke with a friend, who has these scrabble pieces on his fridge. Every time I’m visiting, I’m playing around with those things, to the point of absurdity. Long story short, I wrote down eleven silly names, and then said I’d write a short-story about them. And then I did. This time, we follow the life of a young boy named Theden, who after a certain string of events, has the sudden urge not to die. It’s a tale of love, revenge and all those classic clichés, with a heavier Greek tragedy flavor than anything I’ve written. (Click the book to read . . . you know how this works.)
Happy reading, and be sure to leave me some feedback in the comments, whether you like the novella or not! (Minor updates follows below)