YA, Comics, Writing, & Reboots: Blogging About Everything at Once

What’s the good word, peoples? It’s Wednesday again, my second day of the week for some bloggity blog action. This is the second Wednesday I’ve stuck to my new plan (take that, blog laziness!) and so I’m pretty stoked on that. And seeing as I haven’t been cranking out the bloggity blog posts so much lately, I have a grip of stuff write about.

First, I need to do some griping about this new let’s-reboot-everything-ever-made mentality that has been rocking through Hollywood. You already know what I mean. Those buns of sitches are redoing Red Dawn, Superman, Battlestar Galactica, and Spiderman (again). They’re even ruining rebooting Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, except the four bros won’t be mutants, but aliens.

Aliens? Are you effing kidding me? How are there going to be turtles from another planet? Granted, pizza crazed mutant turtles with the ability to process speech and walk upright is a bit of a stretch, but it’s a stretch I grew up loving so that makes it okay. The point is that I’ve got a deep emotional connection to this stuff and these rapscallions are twisting them up for their own evil goals. It’s a travesty, man. As the Dude would say, “This aggression will not stand, man!”

Okay, maybe it’ll stand. But that doesn’t mean I won’t gripe about it some more. Moving on.

In other new releases, I’m kinda sorta super stoked to go and check out Joss Whedon’s new movie, The Cabin in the Woods. For reals, I am a total fanboy when it comes to pretty much all things created by The Whedon. I’ve been getting into watching Dollhouse lately and it is actually pretty legit. Lots of people seem to hate on that show because the first season was wicked slow, but if you let it get into the second season you’ll get your head flipped becase of how wild the plot gets going. As for The Cabin in the Woods, my wife saw it the other day (without me! WTF is that?) and came back with a little bit of a meh review as to how it ended. She did say the rest of the movie was solid–kind of a mish-mash of different horror characters and weird blood sacrifice stuff. And seriously, when has blood sacrifice ever been a bad thing?

As for my book, the thing is coming along at a decent pace. It’s weird because this time around I feel like I’m learning a whole new way to write a book (maybe it’s because I’m learning a whole new way to write a book?) and the process of doing it is as frustrating and gratifying as the first one. I’m still barely over 30,000 words but that’s only because I had to go back and make some serious changes to what I’d written at about the 10,000 word mark. You know how characters can get, right? Getting all screwy as the story comes along. I was going to leave them be and fix it all when the draft is done but I just couldn’t leave the bastards be. It gnawed on me for so long that I had to go back and rewrite the whole damn chapter to make things work.

Anyways, that’s about it. I want to say thanks to my dude at Five Reflections for following my blog. You rule, dude.

Okay two last things:

  1. You really ought to check out this newish comic from Image called Saga, written by one of the guys who wrote for Lost (I’m not sure if that’s a good or a bad thing on your opinion, but whatever). Here’s a link to this article about it that you should really click because it will make your life more rich and full.
  2. The Never Prayer is wicked sweet so far and I’m super stoked I picked it up. I’m going to have a full review of this thing when I get done, but that might be a while because I’m reading a gazillion things right now.

That’s it. Scott, out.


Tough Guy Tuesdays: Who Said It?

Seeing as I gave you a whole slew of clues I hope you got that yesterday’s quote was from Rand’s The Fountainhead. Like I said, most of Rand’s books are wicked boring-looking at you here, Atlas Shrugged–but I thought this one was legit. I think part of what makes her stuff suck so bad is that her protagonists are super one dimensional. They’re too totally perfect, you know? Howard Roark doesn’t barely have a fault, and John Gault is even worse. But hey, maybe a puppet that preaches Objectivist ideals was what she was shooting for, right?

Here’s your tough guy quote of the week. It’s not exactly from a tough guy, but it is from somebody who ends up showing how tough they are.

“I hope you’re pleased with yourselves. We could have been all killed — or worse, expelled.”

Maniacal Mondays: Who Said It?

I wonder, which way did Hugo with yesterday’s quote? Ha!

Okay, my bad with the pun. The quote from yesterday was from Les Miserables by some guy named Victor Something-or-other. Weird fact for you: Ayn Rand was all about some Victor Hugo. She also totally dug Saint Thomas Aquinas, which is super bizarro given the whole Objectivism deal she preached.

So here’s a quote from a Rand novel–the only Rand novel I really liked. It’s not so much from a maniacal big bad, but more from the douchebag who is always up in Howard Roark’s business. Incidentally, I thought that Roark was the only protagonist she ever wrote that was actually believable.

“Do you always have to have a purpose? Do you always have to be so damn serious? Can’t you ever do things without reason, just like everybody else? You’re so serious, so old. Everything’s important with you. Everything’s great, significant in some way, every minute, even when you keep still. Can’t you ever be comfortable–and unimportant?”

Article 5, The Never Prayer, and Me Holding a Baby

Holy guacamole, I am about as tired as you can get, but I’m going to fight this sleep a little more as I really want to stick to this new plan of blogging on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.

So I’ve finally gotten to a new book after plowing through Kristen SimmonsArticle 5 a few days ago. If you haven’t checked that book out then you probably should stop whatever you’re doing and get it. The book follows the story of a girl living in this post-WWIII America where a Christian theocracy has come into power. Are you freaked yet?

In this Santorumesque world, the government has suspended the Bill of Rights, opting for a simpler–albeit wicked brutal–set of rules called the Moral Statutes. These new statutes totally screw over everybody who A.) isn’t Christian, and/or B.) doesn’t have a penis. The opening scene totally dragged me in, kicking off with the protagonist getting ripped away from her mom because of the institution of the latest statute–Article 5. This new rule literally makes it a crime to have been born out of wedlock. How bad would that suck, right? Seeing as I don’t like being a book spoiler, I’m going to leave the plot outline there and hope you’re hooked enough to check this thing out.

While I was reading this book I kept thinking it was like a YA version of The Handmaid’s Tale, except with more forbidden teen romance in place of the subjugation of women and the Orwellian destruction of language. Not to say Simmons’ worldbuilding lacked anything, but Atwood’s vision of a Judeo-Christian theocracy in the United States is more brutal than Norwegian black metal. That thing makes all these YA dystopian settings look like a five-year old’s vision of Candyland rather than a post-apocalyptic autocratic state.

Still though, I think Article 5 totally shoots and scores on what I think it was aiming to do: be a romantic YA novel that touches on current issues involving religion and its place in the political conversation if it is left to run rampant. And if thats what Simmons was aiming for then I think she totally kicked ass at it. Well done, Kristen!

So yeah, I need to do some talking about this new book I’ve been getting into from Aaron M. Ritchey called The Never Prayer. Let me be straight with you becuase when I saw that this book had angels in it I was a bit hesitant to pick the thing up. Not that I don’t like paranormal stuff–Lord knows I love me some paranormality–but when it comes to angels my brain goes straight to romance. And not the super dramatic let’s-kill-ourselves-and-be-together-forever kind of romance (that stuff can be cool) but rather the sparkly vampire kind, know what I mean?

I’m stoked to say that so far I’ve been wrong. This book doesn’t have any sparkles at all so far, which is a total plus for me. I’m only a couple of chapters in–my stupid Kindle kept updating–but so far I get the idea that there’s some risqué stuff going on with the girl we’re following. I’m talking risqué as in she could have had a song written about her by The Police, asking her not to “turn on the red light.” You picking up what I’m putting down? I hope so.

Yep, that's me holding a baby.

So yeah, that’s about it. I want to apologize right now if any parts of this post are screwy as I am about to fall asleep on my keyboard. Also, check out this picture of me holding a baby. Every time someone let’s me hold their baby I always start to think, “Man, I need one of these.”

Have a good night!

Sappy Sundays: Who Said It?

If you knew that yesterday’s quote was from Ender’s Game then you get a high five. In fact, you get the highest five I can manage, which is pretty high considering that I’m 6’6″. On a side note, did you know they’re making an Ender’s Game movie? How fricken awesome is that shiznit? I think Harrison Ford might be the only big name they have going for it so far, but even with just him it could be dope.

Here’s your quote for the day, peeps. Get it!

“Life’s greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved.”

Sci-Fi Saturdays: Who Said It?

So if you didn’t guess it, yesterday’s quote was from The Girl of Fire and Thorns by Rae Carson. I loved this book so much that I wrote a little review for it which you can peep here. If I could make all of you read this awesome book then I totally would. But I can’t, so I’ll just ask you nicely. Please please please read this book. It is fricken sweet.

Onto the quote for today!

“‘You’re a monster.’
‘Thanks. Does this mean I get a raise?’
‘No, just a medal. The budget isn’t inexhaustable.'”

Fantasy Friday: Who Said It?

Did you guess the one from yesterday? If you did, I love you a little more than I did before. That quote was from my main man Hoban “Wash” Washburn, the pilot on a little Firefly-class shipper that does work around the Rim worlds. Captained by a Malcom Reynolds, I believe. You might have heard of him. He’s kind of a big deal.

Anyways, check out this bad mamajama and let me know what you think.

“Honor from death,” I snap, “is a myth. Invented by the war torn to make sense of the horrific. If we die, it will be so that others may live. Truly honorable death, the only honorable death, is one that enables life.”