So Game of Thrones happened this past weekend, and it was a big episode for many fans. Even saying this could be a spoiler to some sensitive types. On Twitter there were blatant spoilers of the episode's contents by my favourite author: https://twitter.com/StephenKing/status/455527996343209984 And of course there was rage. So he responded, in appropriate fashion.… Continue reading Spoilers and twitter (with spoilers)
Author: Mark Ladouceur
Snippet: Our Kind
“Father sent me to help you.” Her mother straightened up, putting her hands on her back. “Were you pestering him again?” “No.” “Come stack the plates, please, Mayna.” “Yes, mother.” Mayna took the plates her mother had finished with and stacked them on the shelves. At seven she was already taller than most of the… Continue reading Snippet: Our Kind
Snippet: Loss
For context, this comes from the opening of a bit of fan fiction based on Mass Effect 3. If you haven't played it won't mean much. Liara felt a flood of cold run through her body. The shock took a moment to process, but then realization came; her connection with Shepard was gone, leaving… Continue reading Snippet: Loss
Dog barf and coughing kids
Breaking the chain of updates due to unforeseen events; one sick kid and one sick dog. Too tired and it's too late to put any coherent thinking together tonight. Feels like a defeat. Going to read a bit of On Writing before falling asleep.
Snippet: Procession
Atriad walked into his brother from behind before realizing the other had come to a stop. His brother, who stood a head taller and much broader, barely noticed. “Jorus, what’d you stop for?” Atriad asked, unable to see beyond his brother. Jorus took Atriad, a small, gangly boy by the shoulder and held him. “Look,”… Continue reading Snippet: Procession
Day 14: Two weeks
I didn't have a specific goal to hit when I returned to this blog after extended neglect of it. But two weeks of updates seems like a milestone for me. It's a bit of pressure to come up with something to say every day. Plus snippets on some days. (although to confess, not all of… Continue reading Day 14: Two weeks
Snippet: Training
“Wake up.” Mayna opened her eyes to see her father standing over her. It was still dark and she could just mark his outline, against the dark room. She made an incoherent noise that he took to be a question. “We begin your training now.” She changed quickly into the tunic and loose breeches he… Continue reading Snippet: Training
Day 13: Manageable chunks
It's common for me to have one hour of free time before me and start stacking up projects to work on in that short span of time. I get a few hours, or an afternoon to write, and I'll stuff my courier bag full of note books, and writing books and even my sketchbook then… Continue reading Day 13: Manageable chunks
Day 12: Royalties
I wouldn't mind having some. Good thing I'm not to trying to live on this hobby. But royalties only come to those who work hard and sell often. But as amusing as I always find my royalty statement each quarter, it did put an idea in my head. I should try reselling the two stories… Continue reading Day 12: Royalties
Snippet: Down at the Bar
The bar opened right on time, and Max Starnes was first through the door. It was a small place. Only a little light came through the high narrow windows, and the odour of stale beer hung in the air. In two hours he was well on the way to oblivion. When Peter, the bartender, switched… Continue reading Snippet: Down at the Bar
Dispatches from Obscurity 