Welcome to August, frans.
Turesia is up to 137,793 words. What a shite improvement over last month! Pardner and I missed a couple of Story Times. Excuses, excuses, I know. I’m just trying to get it right, rather than fast (Rothfuss’ last words).
Welcome to Summer, mein peeps. This is my most favoritest season because it’s the farthest in either direction from Winter…
I just realized the nonsense of that statement.
Still my favorite season.
Happy June to you.
Yesterday I attended the wedding of my brother Drew Cochran. You may know him as the architect of Silexare Compendium and Legendary Fail Games. It was a heartfelt ceremony and a stunning location. All their work paid off well. Congratulations to you and Lauren. Have fun in Ireland.
Here comes a brief news post.
It’s a lonely journey, writing. When Torvald makes a selfless sacrifice, or Irdessa overpowers her strongest foes against all odds, or Kraus does something disgustingly offensive, I can’t elbow my mate and go, “Would ya look at that?”
I’m tempted to try it, though. I’m tempted to race to public places to post updates on my characters, despite that you don’t know or care who I’m talking about. I’ve already filled up pages of a Compendium with Turesia creatures and characters, despite that they’re all subject to change.
I’m learning to keep it to myself. I’ll probably delete a lot of entries from the Silexare Compendium in the days to come. The porcelain of this story will not be fired in the kiln of completion until the “And everyone still breathing lived happily ever after” is in place. Until then, it’s a raw, scrotum-shaped lump of clay; not to be shown off.
I love Spring. It’s my favorite. Not too hot. Swimming is just around the corner. You can still hike without worrying about eating spiderwebs. My favorite colors, blue and green, are in their most prominent display.
Also, we’re moving to the lake. Here’s my new backyard. Look at all that hammock potential!
Ah, March. Spring has come early to Georgia. It’s warm enough to wear shorts and cut grass. Normally I’d not be complaining, but I bet it means summer will be unbearable.
I’m a day late posting this. Was a bit derailed yesterday. Did a lot of driving, walking, talking, poisoning. You know, that kind of day.
It’s the month after election month. Here’s the part where I’m obligated to talk about politics and declare what team I’m slinging mud and posting memes for.
(sadly, this is enough to convince some of you I’m the enemy)
Wouldn’t it be nice if ideas were considered based on their merit, not whether they came from your team or the other?
Today is the first day 2017. Every year the date sounds more like something from an 80’s era science fiction movie. Let us celebrate an otherwise mundane weekend because of the transition into a new year. Nevermind that “2017” is only a chronological construct that sentient meat n bone sacks use to keep track of their achievements in the particular dot in existence that is our space time reality.
1/1/17 means I’m down to around 1460 days left to get my intellectual property profitable enough to extract myself from the employ of another human being. The going is slow, but like I’ve never said – Slow going is better than no going. I’ll probably never say it again. It’s yours now. You’re welcome.
The south has finally gotten some much-needed rain! Hopefully the fires devouring Tennessee and North Carolina and North Georgia have been extinguished. I think I’ll launch a bonfire in my back yard to celebrate.
Some men just want to watch the bonfire burn…
I mentioned that the election for president would be over and the world will have ended. I guess for some it has, just depends on who you ask.
I personally hope Trump does a good job. He’s got an uphill battle, considering he’s obligated to busy himself tweeting utter idiocy at a torrential rate.
SOS had an awesome show at the Swamp in Hartwell. If you came, thank ya! (and trust me, if you were there, you came.)
Moving right along!
Hola peeps, happy November
Couple of things been goin on:
– My wife, Bray, organized and pulled off an event on October 22nd called Evie’s Run. It was a 5k, intended to raise awareness and support for pregnancy and infant loss, and it was a yuge success. There were some 150+ attendees. Final numbers aren’t in yet, but it’s looking like after expenses there’s over $6,000 to be split evenly between March of Dimes and Evie’s Memorial page.
If you haven’t seen her memorial, click the link and give it a look. We launched it on March 13th, 2016, Evie’s first birthday, with a goal of raising $10,000. We didn’t think it was a realistic goal at the time, more a placeholder. But that goal has given us something to work toward.
– If you’re in the area and want to support an awesome artist, check out my friend Tasi’s GoFundMe page. It’s ending in just a few days. Basically we’re giving away his art book (regularly like $30) to anyone who donates at least $20. The reason I’m directing this only to people in the area, is because we’re not shipping the books.
This is to raise money for his hospital bills and distribute his artwork into loving homes. We appreciate anything you can offer to it.
Moving right along!