Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Intangible: Revelations Excerpt

The expression on the bald man’s face twisted from smirk to agony as his clothes turned into a murder of crows, ripping and tearing at his flesh. When the birds flew, only a former shell of a human remained. Flesh and bone of a tattered corpse lay upon the cold ground, a testament to the raw power of the new found gods.

“Bow…” started Bryan.

“…to us!” Finished Ryan

The crowd dropped to their knees and placed their heads between their hands, tears swelling in their eyes. They intently listened for their next command. Daggers rained upon the ground, making a terrifying sound echo in the silence. No one dared look up from their holy position.

“Faithful servants, prove yourselves in the eyes of your gods.”

“We need thirteen of you. Only thirteen.”

“Thrust the blade of redemption…”

“…into the flesh of the nonbelievers,” finished Bryan.
The crowd scrambled to their feet and dove for the nearest blade, driving it repeatedly into the bodies of their long-time loved ones.
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Revelations

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Operation Blackmail Excerpt


A cold piercing stare is all he could manage. The letter addressed to him had over two hundred signatures and spanned four departments. His mind raced as he tried to make sense of it all. Mr. Quinten straightened his tie and took one more swig from his magic elixir in the frosted glass. Once more he focused on the words.

Mr.Quinten,

We are unsure if you are aware of the changes that have taken place this week in your company. The work environment we endure is highly unacceptable! We have no coffee, we have no office supplies, and the rolling blackouts are making our work space increasingly hot. On top off all of that, we have no ‘Enter’ keys on our keyboards. Many rodents wearing what appears to be a diaper will not let us open the cabinets or icebox in the break room. We have seen two supervisors leave, a toupee dangle, and a horrible stench is coming from the fern in the lobby. We cannot take it anymore. You have until Monday to fix it or we will be on strike.

He slammed the paper down on the table and slumped in his chair. A mix between anger and sadness drained him of any energy he had left. He knew what they were talking about. The blackouts affected him as well, and he had to send his receptionist to a coffee shop every morning this week. Another day or two like this and his company may never recover. The losses were astronomical, the worst they have ever been in his company and he may not see another million dollar month.

Dribbles the Squirrel; Operation Blackmail
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Friday, June 24, 2011

Guest Post by Artist Danielle Thomas

Danielle was nice enough to take time away from her work on our graphic novel to come up with a great post for me to share. I am thrilled to introduce you to her, and show you this wonderful sample of her talent. I expect big things, but until then see even more artwork of hers at her website.


Hello, everyone. Is that how you start a blog?  I'm no good at these things, I suppose.  But, I will do my best!
A little bit about me as a person.  I am a fun loving person, who enjoys video games, anime, manga, writing, drawing, and a whole bunch of other things.  I tend to spend most of my time at home playing games, and hanging out with my fiance and my animals.  Honestly, that's probably all you want to know about me. 
As an artist... I love to draw, and I love to write.  I love to Forum RP, which is where I get my creativity from.  Most of my art is based off of some of my RP characters.  I love to draw them, because I feel like I need to give them even more life.  I do also draw random things just from bursts of inspiration.  I like to challenge myself when I draw, and new genres and ideas are really fun to me.  I've been drawing since I was young, and found that drawing anime type pictures came naturally to me.  I began drawing more frequently since the ninth grade, and slowly progressed into the artist I am now.
I am very excited and looking forward to working on this new project with Cody Toye, in making the Intangible Series a great graphic novel.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Guest Post by Author H.R. Toye

Giovanni Gelati, blog talk radio star and co-collaborator once asked my husband, fellow author Cody Toye, if he lived in fear of waking up with me standing over him with a butcher knife in my hand.  While I can indeed shoot razor sharp darts at him with the look that is perfected over time with every married woman, I’m sure Mrs. Gelati can vouch for this; I have never caused him physical harm.  I have ways of making him attest to this point, mwahaha.
How is it then that I can delve into the darker side of human nature without myself having murderous intent?  The answer does not necessarily come easily.  I have a vast interest in human psychology, and have done extensive research on the matter.  I have also delved into several different religions and have studied the link between good and evil.
That alone does not allow me to create the scenes of murder and mayhem that sometimes make an appearance into my stories.  I also suffer from severe insomnia.  It is sometimes in this insomniac state that I have vivid daydreams.  I also have nightmares that sometimes translate into good story ideas.  Now the reader may wonder if I suffer from some sort of psychosis.  I will answer that with…nothing that can be proved.
While writing however, nothing is as it seems.  The characters quickly develop a life of their own.  I then become as a silent observer, merely documenting what the characters are doing.  When the story unfolds, I am often surprised at how it turns out.  I do not revise the story for more than grammar or if it seems I may have missed a vital piece of information.  Sometimes I write for several hours and go to bed, just to have one of the characters tell me I’m not done yet.
Thank you for taking time out to visit with me, and learn a bit more about how I write.  The last thing I would like to add is that of the three Debtor’s Chip digital shorts that I have out, Aurora is by far the darkest of them.  I hope you enjoy her.

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Saturday, June 18, 2011

Artist Danielle Thomas, The Secret Revealed.

   Who is Danielle Thomas? She is the very talented artist hand chosen to carry out a, until recently, secret project. She has the talent, she has the drive, and she has a fantastic storyline. What is this project you may ask? I have spent some time searching the virtual world to find the perfect match to create a graphic novel from my digital short story series Intangible.
   She is the one. She sent me an amazing rough draft and that was it...the magic has started. Ladies and Gentlemen, I release the news that Intangible will be both a digital short and a graphic novel. How exciting! Do you want to see what to expect? check out her portfolio and leave comments. Let her know what you think.
Artist Danielle Thomas

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Guestpost by Author Benjamin Sobieck

Maynard Soloman Solves the War on Drugs.

 Benjamin Sobieck

 

What happens when you have a cranky old guy with intestinal issues, an RV, spray paint, Walmart and The ATF. Why you have the first, hopefully of many, adventures of Maynard Soloman. The thing about it is not the hijinks that Maynard gets into, but the prose. It is so rich and amazing that that is what makes it for me. The comedy of the situation, you fruit bat, is just a side bar to the whole thing. I defy you in today’s modern digital short story universe to find something like it, that evens comes close to comparing to it. My experience with Maynard is different than others I got to watch him being born on the digital page during “Who Whacked The Blogger” , the Author’s Lab/Collaboration I did with Benjamin Sobieck. I told him right away, once I read his part, “You need to run with character, he is amazing” or something along those lines.  
Old gumshoes have been done before and will be done again, but Maynard Soloman has a wit, a charm, and a way with words. The originality, the direction and the narrative are just too great to pass this read up. Dropping the $.99 on both “Who Whacked The Blogger” and “Maynard Soloman Solves The War On Drugs” is an investment in laughs, smiles and fun. Hop into Maynard’s  ‘bago and go for a ride, have some fun, I guarantee you won’t be disappointed.
Here is a little something more on Maynard:
“It takes a cranky ol' badger like the semi-retired PI Maynard Soloman to solve something as lofty as the War on Drugs. But the cantankerous detective does just that in "Maynard Soloman Solves the War on Drugs." It all starts with a case of indigestion late one night. This short story is part of the Maynard Soloman series from Trestle Press, dedicated to bringing readers the crustiest in satirical humor.
Benjamin Sobieck is the author of "Cleansing Eden" and The Author's Lab/Colaboration "Who Whacked The Blogger" in addition to the new Maynard Soloman series of digital short stories. His professional journalism career spans newspapers, magazines, television, websites and books. Sobieck is currently an online editor for a group of national outdoors magazines and one television show. He has a degree in journalism and a minor in creative writing from St. Cloud State University, Minnesota. He and his wife reside in Minnesota. “

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Monday, June 6, 2011

Guest Post by Author Chantel Boudreau

 This is one incredible author. If you haven't had time...drop what you are doing and read one of her books now! How about The Ghost in the Mirror? Hell Hath No Fury? or Fervor? Do any of these ring any bells? If they don't buy them now to see what the fuss is all about. Chantel was nice enough to lend a few words about her writing, and I was lucky enough to post on it. Thank you Chantel and I hope everyone enjoys this as much as I did!

The Ghost in The Mirror

Hell Hath No Fury

Fervor

 
Narrative-ly Speaking

By Chantal Boudreau

Choosing what voice you are going to use is an important part of the planning process in fiction writing.  Normally, I hate writing in first person.  I don’t think I’m very good at it, and I don’t think that I necessarily do the narrator proper justice, but sometimes the stories demand it, so I grit my teeth and go.  I have a much easier time approaching a tale as observer.  I’ve heard several writing peers suggest that writing for them is a matter of recording the movie going on in their head, and it is a similar experience for me.  When writing in first person you are no longer observing but have to immerse yourself into the character completely, and I don’t like trying to present a story from inside of someone else’s skin.

When voice does give me trouble, aside from the narrative, part of the problem is language.  I can usually (although not always – I’ve had my dismal failures) capture the nature of the characters in the dialogue.  My novel, Fervor, was a test of skill, because the characters were very unusual children and it takes some careful explaining as to why an 8-year old speaks like a Pulitzer prize-winning journalist, but the 13-year-olds he’s with sound more like (although not exactly like) typical teens.  In most cases, though, it’s just a matter of making sure their personality shows through their word selection.

Accents can be difficult to master too, and sometimes I skip trying to reflect the accent in the dialogue and just note it in the description, like with my wandering barbarian, Traveller.  As one of my test readers pointed out though, it’s best to try and find a way in tone or expression to really distinguish your characters in a story, so that there’s never any question as to who is speaking if you have no dialogue tags (my dialogue tags are an overused guilty pleasure, but it is not a habit I’m willing to discard.)

Returning to first person narrative – the hard part for me is not just the perspective, or capturing the voice, but the fact that the voice is coming from inside the character’s head.  You actually have to think like that character.  That might come easily to some writers, but my brain fights the idea of regressing to the mind-set of a precocious 7-year-old child trapped in a very traumatic situation, like in my short story, “Little Sister,” or even worse, a particularly repulsive, villainous character who is bemoaning a well-deserved, but pretty horrific fate, like in my Arabian moralistic fable, “Dry Heat.”  It is a struggle to go against your better nature when it wants you to keep a character like that at arm’s length, and in a way, it comes as no surprise to me that such a story elicited very mixed responses from my test readers, some glowingly positive and others filled with revulsion.  Seeing things from that character’s point of view can be horribly unsettling.

There is also the second person option, an obscure form commonly used in select-an-ending YA tales, but I haven’t dabbled in that narrative style yet.  I’m not one to shy from challenge, but I think my stories will remain, for the most part, third person.  That still leaves me with whether I want the story to be directed – from a single character perspective using the third person narrative – or omniscient which allows for a broader point of view.  Once again, it really depends on what the story demands.  In Fervor, my digital short story, “The Ghost in the Mirror,” and in my current work-in-progress, When You Whisper, the story really is from one character’s perspective, just not from inside their head, so third person directed was fitting.  The majority of my novels, however, cover varying scenes with multiple characters and don’t just follow one protagonist in particular.  With these ensemble tales, third person omniscient seems to be more appropriate.

I’m sure there are those who disagree with my approach (especially my use of dialogue tags,) but as an artist, I have to present things in a way that leaves me satisfied with the results, and that I would enjoy if I were the reader and not the writer.  It’s good to have knowledge of technique and style, but maintain that awareness that the voice you choose should match your vision and should not adhere to someone else’s absolutes.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Chantal Boudreau, author of The Ghost in the Mirror, gives Dribbles a five star rating

Just how far would a disgruntled ex-employee go to take revenge for losing his job after many years of service? The protagonist comes up with a creative plan, the likes of which would be difficult to imagine. On the surface this story appears quite comical, but there is a sad and cynical undertone resonant of the feelings of a man lost. The main character is in the desperate downward spiral resulting from having his sense of security ripped away and his hold on the future destroyed. While I laughed in places, I still found it very moving. Also, even though the reader may root for Bob and want to cheer him on, especially since his primary target is rather heinous and heartless, you’ll also find yourself feeling sorry for him.
Dribbles Review

Werner Lind, author of The Gift, reviews Dribbles the Squirrel: Operation Coffee Deprivation

This is another short story, the stand-alone publication of which was made possible by the advent of electronic publishing (though, in my case, it was read in hard copy). If you've read the above description, you'll know that judging the plot here on the basis of realistic plausibility isn't a consideration. Even if our hero is a computer programmer, when he develops a program to train an "army" of 100 squirrels, using Pavlovian conditioning, to perform sabotage functions at corporate headquarters of his old employer, you know you've crossed the border into tongue-in-cheek territory a long time ago. :-) (Even though the titular Dribbles doesn't really wield a bazooka in the story --only on the cover!) In fact, I don't think squirrels can be bought at a pet shop in the first place. This isn't intended to be realistic; it's purely and simply zany, off-the-wall, satiric humor, and it succeeds very well at being that. But the satire has a bite; Toye puts the skewer to modern corporate America, and his sympathies are 100% with the underdog (in the form of exploited employees). His perspective did not come across as "anti-business" (at least to me, though some will no doubt label it that way) as such, nor as opposed to honest profit fairly earned. Rather, it struck me as anti-selfishness and anti-exploitation, opposed to the untempered pursuit of profit at the expense of human decency, and to the mindset that treats other people as things to be used for the satisfaction of a few power freaks. Those aren't hallmarks of proper business policy; and the widespread conviction that they are is a symptom of an economic order that's run amok. Most readers, IMO, will recognize this --and won't have any trouble rooting for Bob and the squirrels. :-)
Dribbles Review

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Intangible Excerpt

“This is William. After getting a cup of coffee on the corner of 23rd and Broadway, he got angry with the cashier.” The good Doctor slid another photo across to Max. An espresso machine dripped with blood. Inside the grill were large tufts of hair and an unidentifiable human head. The eyes were missing.
“After arguing with the cashier, he took it upon himself to make the machine come alive and decapitate her. The problem is, he can do anything he wants. He merely just imagines it and it happens. There is nothing we can do about it. If we arrest him, he will simply escape. If we kill him, we could start a war with…well…your kind.”
Max stared at the photo uninterested. He handed it back to Dr. Blitz, burning the edges. “Great story Doc, but what does this have to do with me?”
“The government asked for your help Max. When you are the only one of your kind left, we will give you full benefits.”
His eyes turned from blue to green in an instant. He narrowed his eyes into tiny slits and stared into Dr. Blitz.
“What kind of benefits?”
“To start with, you will finally have a Social Security number. We will allow you to have a job, a house, to vote, you name it. You will become a citizen of the United States. That also means no more cameras or cells. That is what you want, isn’t it Max?”
“Deal.”
Max held his hand out to shake, but the good doctor avoided it like the plague.


Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Operation Blackout (Dribbles the Squirrel) Excerpt

Mr. Jefferson was relieved when the darkness was vanquished. The fear was paralyzing. As the only big-wig that is afraid of the dark, he thought, I must maintain my composure. He once again stood and attempted to straighten his hair piece. A damp and sticky residue ran down his bald head.
Something was different. A black blob slowly scurried across the gleaming floor. It made it under the door and out into the general population. BANG. The door flew open and a very angry Mr. Jefferson scurried behind it. Laughter erupted. Fingers were pointed. Every worker suddenly forgot why they were mad to begin with. It zigged, it zagged, it ran underneath cubicles. Mr. Jefferson was just a bit faster. 

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

HR Toye Thrillers: Debtor's Chip: Devin Excerpt

HR Toye Thrillers: Debtor's Chip: Devin Excerpt: "The fire crackles and smolders in the rusty metal barrel.  Smoke drifts towards the night sky.  He slides his hand into his pocket..."

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Operation Coffee Deprivation

 The First in the Dribbles the Squirrel digital short story series is now available at Amazon.com
Operation Coffee Deprivation

Operation Coffee Deprivation (Dribbles The Squirrel)
This is the story of what happens to a man that gets downsized after putting 25 years of his life into a company that sends him to the scrap heap. The pain, anguish and at times euphoria of freedom from his emotional bondage are all naked and raw for us the reader. Enjoy the birth of Dribbles the Squirrel and all that he is to become. 

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Dribbles the Squirrel Excerpt

“So..in short Bob, I am a jerk! I’m ugly and bald and make three times your salary. I will get a huge bonus if I fire you. I will then pay someone six dollars and hour less to do your job.I know it was you pooping in the plant holders in the lobby, (it was) so security will show you out. Oh, by the way Bob, My brand new red Porche is not scratch proof, so feel free to use your sharpest car keys to teach me a lesson!
            A large sigh squeezed its way out of his lungs. This, followed by the slow movement of his defeated body rising from the cold wooden chair was the only response he could manage. He knew Mr. Jefferson didn’t say anything remotely close to that but didn’t care. One black loafer in front of the other he walked. He walked slowly to the door feeling the dead glare of a over-rated man burrow into the back of his skull. Two sharply dressed security officers waited for him on the other side of the door. Slowly, the curvy golden handle of the office door turned.  Slam. Slam. After the third hard smash, Bob managed to get escorted down the long corridor towards the lobby. The checkered color marble seemed to taunt him as shame grew deep within. The colors seemed even more vivid than he remembered.
            Stomping past the water fountain, he spotted three corporate slackers telling the same lame jokes as always. He slowly turned towards them with a crooked smile upon his face. By now, he was sure that word had swept through the office at sub-atomic speeds. Not only that, but it managed to make it to Jupiter and back. Right now some poor schmuck of an alien is pointing his finger down to Earth and laughing at him. They all knew, he was sure of it.
    New digital short story coming soon!