We Roll this Shit Random

Since going back to martial arts class, I have lost twelve pounds. I’m sure the fact that I quick drinking at the same time is a huge factor.

Heading to Corpus Christi with Shawna and her family this weekend. Despite my general hatred of fresh air and sunshine, I’m really looking forward to this. I’m taking the laptop, so I’ll be able to work. We’ll be right on the beach, so I foresee early morning kung-fu in the sand. Should be a kick.

In other news, my hometown of Aurora, IN is hosting the 2005 Cornhole Challenge on July 16th. Don’t miss it, folks.

Stress… Rising!

I don’t know why I let myself get all worked up over things I can’t control. It’s some kind of essential defect, I think.

In other words, I’m itching to find out if my pro registration for San Diego went through. It just means $65 if it doesn’t go through, but there’s a certain amount of validation involved that I’d really like.

Looking forward to the art Ben’s working on for To the Last Man. There’s something about his clean, clear style that I think is really going to make this blood-drenched revenge story sing. This week I need to start emailing publishers to see if they’ll meet with Ben and I during comic-con.

So You Ever Feel…

…Like you’re talking to a really chariming brick wall? When you state your case again and again, and the wall keeps saying he gets what you’re saying. And then the wall says “Yeah, I’ll take care of it right away,” but the wall comes back a few days later and has found yet another reason to ignore your well-researched advice.

You ever feel that way?

I sure as fuck do.

Wednesday’s Shouldn’t Be so Busy

I didn’t think it was humanly possible to accomplish everything I did yesterday. Between the hours of 6AM and 10PM, I…

– Worked eight hours at the desk job.

– Ran to the bank for an hour to take care of some financial stuff.

– Contacted a slew of folks asking for Drive reviews.

– Got a slew of positive responses (Thanks everybody!).

– Stopped by the comics shop and grovery (Carrie at the shop really likes to talk, so this wasn’t as in-and-out as it sounds).

– Ran home and made up an informational one-sheet for Drive (y’know, I could have sworn I have a publisher to do this stuff).

– Went to my brother-in-law’s school for two hours of martial arts.

– Came home, showered, and busted out a thousand words on the new project.

– Went to sleep.

What a day! Today, I get to mail out copies of Drive and rework the Last Man pitch (again!). Wish me luck!

Wednesday Morning

Last month, I submitted the first chapter of my novel and a plot outline into a competition. The prize? You get invited to the 2006 Borderlands Writers’ Bootcamp. The novel portion of the bootcamp features none other than Jack Ketchum as one of the instructors, so I really want to go to this bastard.

I noticed this morning that some people on various message boards already know they’re going. They made it. I’m trying not to worry about this. They may be inviting people piecemeal, as they’re accepted; or they may be going through the short story writers first. Hell, my email may have bounced them like everything else, and they have to give me a phone call.

Of course, I might not have gotten in.

If that’s the case, not a big deal. I save the money I would have paid on tuition, airfare, and hotel; and I try again next year. World keeps spinning, and I’ll get to meet Jack Ketchum at next year’s World Horror Convention.

Various Bits and Pieces

Ben Dunn, the artist who is working with me on To the Last Man, now has a sketchblog up. There’s some fun stuff over there (especially the living cemetery). Go check it out.

Might be a bit hasty on this one, but I think the first issue of Cold is going to be in good enough shape by July to start looking for artists at San Diego.

Speaking of San Diego, it’s that time of year when I get really excited about San Diego and the comic-con. I didn’t get to go last year, and I was in a funk all weekend because I really wanted to be there. San Diego just breeds interesting memories, like two years ago when I was nearly run over by fanboys because I didn’t realize Halle Berry was walking behind me, or when I tried to push my way through a crowded aisle only to find myself face-to-face with Elijah Wood and Dominic Monaghan.

With any luck, I’ll have a good comic-con this year. I’ll sell To the Last Man and find a great artist for Cold. Maybe I’ll get to hang out with Tony Moore a little bit. Hell, if he brings out Kara, I’ll get to see her for the first time in eight years or so.

City of the Dead

I finished reading Brian Keene’s City of the Dead yesterday. City is a sequel to The Rising, Brian’s debut novel which was released wither last year or in late ’03. I honestly can’t remember which.

City of the Dead was one of the quickest, most intense reads I’ve picked up in a long time. The action starts on page one and doesn’t let up until the very last page. City actually had me panting from sheer exhaustion at a few points. You need to run your ass down to the bookstore and pick up a copy of this… NOW!

Brian’s a busy guy. His novel Terminal (a longer version of his novella of the same name) hit stores last week. He has two other novels, The Rutting Season and Earthworm Gods, coming out from indie publishers in the next few months, with a mass market paperback release in mid-2006.

I want that level of busy in my own life. I don’t want it given to me, though. I’m going to reach out and take it.

Weekend Stuff

Good weekend all around. First 2500 words of the new project are in the can. It’s good to be chugging along again. I’m doing this one without a net, just a rough idea and a short list of characters. It’ll either be great or shit. We’ll have to wait and see.

Went to the Flametrick Sobs show with Chris on Saturday and delivered copies of DRIVE to Satan’s Cheerleaders. Lucky Dukes is now sporting apair of adorable afro-puffs on her head. Incredible show. The Subs closed with their cover of Heroin, which I have previously dubbed “The Greatest Cover in the Universe.”

Jesus, I love that band.

On a geekier note, I pushed my City of Heroes character up to level 17 over the weekend. I’m a hooked retard, I know.