Archive for the ‘Fiction’ Category
Watcher’s Corner is another blog I just started yesterday. This one is mostly about writing reviews of movies, TV shows, plays and other stuff involving the entertainment business. So far I’ve written about some of the upcoming new shows I plan on watching this fall. So drop by the new blog and let me know what you think.
Hey guys! I just wanted you all to know that I posted up one of my newest blogs a couple of week ago. It’s called “The Poetry Baker”, which is all my original poems. Poems like:
1. Raving Lunatic, How I Love You So
2. Relationship Remix
3. Waiting for No One
4. The Blame Game
5. A Letter to the Boy Who Lived
6. Death by Friendship
7. Poetically Real
8. Caffeine Nightingale
9. Status Quo
10. Handle with Care
11. Apologizing with a Vengeance
12. Color Blind
13. Hand Me Down Ruby Slippers
14. Sane as a Hatter
15. The Ranting of a Pissed Off Voodoo Doll
16. Butter Flavored Bullets
17. 3 Small Words
18. Forgive or Forget
19. I Must Confess
20. Poetic Gladiator
And I’m working on even more poems as we speak. So stop and let me know what you think.
Last Thursday I heard about this showcase presented by this group called So Say We All. It’s a group of local writers in the San Diego area that get together to share their work. As a writer this right away caught my attention so I decided to check it out. When I went down to the Whistle Stop Bar to watch other writers store their stories I honestly didn’t know what to expect.
By the end of the night I was in love. It was an incredible experience. Everyone had an amazing stories. These are the names of the writers that performed that night.
Matt Lewis told us about his uncle and how he was alienated from the rest of his family for unknown reasons and died before he could really get to know him.
Jenny Goff told us about how she went to New York for the first time and encountered some random guy who just grabbed her boobs.
Carol Harrison‘s story was about how she has been bullied when she was a kid and how she dealt with it.
Justin Hudnall‘s story was one of my favorite stories of the night. He told us about the Balboa Park water fight and what happened there.
David Latham shared with us his story about being a former drug addict and limo driver
Jane Sim is one of my writer friends who told us her story of being single mom while dealing with life’s challenges.
Holland Holzer‘s story involved therapy and a lot of prescription drugs to “help” her
April Ventura told us about how no matter where she lived, like the ghetto or one of those rich neighborhoods, they always seem to have a problem with her.
Each month they have a different theme and the theme that night was called F*ck That Guy! For example, Justin Hudnall’s(executive director of So Say We All) story told us about his thoughts during the Balboa Park water fight. The story was pretty funny and he showed us a slide show of the full thing. It showed everyone with water guns and guys in speedos. LOL! Everyone pretty much made a mess of the park, especially the lily pond. Justin talked about how it’s fucked up that when someone dies no one cares but everyone is super upset over a bunch of fish.
All these stories brought up good points, like how you go to therapy yet they don’t seem to listen to you or how your family won’t talk to about another family member when they seem perfectly normal. I like the messages they send, “fuck all of you” because let’s face it people have a fucked up way of viewing things. I’m definitely coming here more.
I just wanted to wish Rupert Grint a Happy Birthday. It’s hard to believe that the kid that played Ron Weasley in the Harry Potter movies is 24 today. He really brought Ron to life on the big screen. He also did a few other films. There was ‘Driving Lessons’ with Julie Walters (ironically Julie Walters also played Molly Weasley in the Harry Potter films) and ‘Wild Target with Bill Nighy and Emily Blunt. I never got a chance to see them but I will one of these days.
I don’t know what he’s been up to since the last Harry Potter movie but recently he did carry the Olympic torch at 2012 Summer Olympics in London. In an interview he said, “it was an overwhelming experience that he had hoped to remember forever.” Seriously, he got to carry the Olympic torch. How cool is that?
Well, once again Happy Birthday Rupert. You truly are our king.
I would like to say Happy Birthday to the wonderful and very talented, Joanne Rowling, better known as JK Rowling. What can we say about this incredible woman. She literally went from “rags to riches” when create the Harry Potter series. Joanne was a single mother living on welfare and now she’s one of the richest women in the world. She is living proof that dreams can come true. It was so cool seeing her at the London Olympics Opening Ceremonies.
Also, if you guys are real hardcore Potter fans you would also know that July 31 just happens to be Harry Potter birthday as well. He was born in 1980, so if he was a real person he would be 32-years-old today.
In other Rowling news Joanne has a new book coming out called The Casual Vacancy. This will be her first published book since the Harry Potter series and it’s also her first book aimed at an adult audience. The book comes out on September 27, 2012. Anything JK Rowling or Harry Potter related I am all over it.
So Happy Birthday to Joanne and her creation, Harry. Thank you for bringing us great joy and for giving us a world to escape to from our everyday lives.
A week ago I went to Comic Con International in San Diego. I love going to Comic Con every year. It’s like my own geek vacation. Anyway, I went to a few writing workshop there and I got inspired. Since I love to write, why not try writing for comics.
My story is about this girl in early 20’s who decide to fight crime dressed as a super hero. I got inspired by other archer heroes like Green Arrow, Hawkeye, etc. I always wanted to try archery. Man, I haven’t written an original story in years and I’m pretty proud of this.
I’m a geek so I might as well get paid for it. This is the first chapter and I’m off to write chapter two. If you guys want to keep check of the story go to fictionpress.com. My pen name is BloodyTink.
Here’s the a sneak peek.
If some guy had randomly walked up to me on the street one day and told me that a year from now I would be fighting crime while dressed as Katniss Everdeen from the Hunger Games, I would have brushed it off as some perverted geek’s fantasy and tell him to go fuck himself.
Well, the joke is on me because it’s Saturday night and I’m perched on the roof of one of the tallest buildings in the city like some gargoyle, looking down at the people below.
Seriously, I don’t know how comic book heroes do this every night, waiting hours on end for some dumb ass to break the law. I wonder if Spider Man ever considered bringing a book while waiting for Dr. Octopus to show up. And I’m pretty sure Batman could afford an ipod with all the money he spends on those high tech gadgets.
From up here the city lights seem to shine like jewels in an endless sea of darkness, giving the illusion that there’s something worth while in this hellhole. But the minute you try to reach for those lights, you end up getting electrocuted like the other gullible little insects that were too stupid to see the truth: Esmeralda City has gone to shit.
I’m not being mean. I’m being brutally honest.
I watched the people walk the streets like busy little ants, always in a hurry, never stopping. I remember back in the day where the neighborhoods were so clean that even the homeless people looked pretty dapper despite their ratty clothes and lack of good hygiene. Now it’s a dump.
Actually calling the city a “dump” is considered a complement. It’s like living in a pile of shit under a bigger pile of shit, made of broken hope and discarded dreams.
Man, aside from a few college students leaving the club and a transvestite that looks like Johnny Depp working a street corner, tonight has been uneventful. Fuck! And I was looking forward to a little target practice too.
I was about to call it a night when a woman’s screams interrupted my train of thought.
Time to go to work.
I break into a run, jumping on rooftops with the grace and agility that would make even Catwoman green with envy. You know, you would think people would notice a young woman doing back flips and other cool gymnastic moves in a green and brown leather outfit. Hell, I would have settled for someone making a Robin Hood reference. I’m astounded at the absolute jadedness the human body can conjure up when they refuse to acknowledge the obvious: that the city has it’s very own super hero looking out for them.
Every hero has a reason for fighting the good fight: truth, justice, revenge, 15 minutes of fame, etc. Whatever the reason you can’t help but respect the ones brave enough to go out there in the dead of night, putting their lives on the line, while wearing spandex and still maintain some kind of dignity.
My reasons are pure and simple. I’m sick of all the bullshit that’s happening in this city. I just want to feel safe again and protect the people I love.
Forgive me, where are my manners? I’ve been babbling on this whole time that I forgot to introduce myself.
To my family and friends I go by Jade, Jade Salonga. But you may call me Quiver, the Midnight Archer. At your service.