I put out a podcast on the Compassion 365 podcast in which I read some 100 word stories and ramble.
The Space Turtle Entertaining Fiction, and turtles.
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Steampunk Weekend 12-12-09 –
December 12, 2009 — ChivalrybeanDo you listen to the sound of twittering birds? Want to know when they speak about steampunk things? I discovered a Twibes list of steampunk people.
I also discovered Steampunk Tales, which has released their fourth issue. It is a short story anthology that you can buy as a DRM-free PDF (FTW!) or as an app for your iPhone/Touch, and other platforms. This ‘penny dreadful’ is very affordable, thanks to digital distribution. (Discovered via Writing Across Worlds)
The Extraordinary Contraptions have a new album out. Read about it!
Comics fans! How about a steampunk comic called Grandville: “A Detective-Inspector LeBrock of Scotland Yard Scientific-Romance Thriller.”
In the Steam Theater this week is a trailer for The Clockwork Girl, along with an article that accompanies the video. A very excellent video, at that.
A Shrouded Country Road – Part 3
November 27, 2009 — ChivalrybeanMarcus turned and fled. He dodged a torrent of pulse laser blasts. Dirt showered everywhere. A boulder exploded near him and red filled his vision. More zombies rose and Marcus slowed as they grasped at his. Guts flew around him as zombies were massacred by the hail of beams and rockets. An increasing number of explosions tossed him clear of the zombies. He headed towards a knee-high fence and tried to jump it several times unsuccessfully. A rocket hit him exploding him into giblets.
Marcus shoved the keyboard away, shouting at the screen.
“Stupid game! Let me jump the fence!”
A Shrouded Country Road – Part 2
November 25, 2009 — ChivalrybeanMarcus fumbled with the passenger handle and fell out despite zombies grabbing at his legs. He ran into the fields. A flash of light lit the sky and a second later the night boomed. He thought it thunder, but a glance behind proved him wrong. Plumes of smoke rose from his smoldering car. Half of a bumper landed beside him as his speed slowed. A few zombies shambled to their feet near the wreckage. Traces of light punched through them and they fell into several bleeding chunks. Metal glinted in moonlight as a towering destroyer bot emerged from the mist.
A Shrouded Country Road – Part 1
November 23, 2009 — ChivalrybeanThe moon barely lit the misty landscape as Marcus drove.
These country roads wind too much!
He cranked the wheel to avoid, what, a giant dog? He hit his head when he ran into the ditch. Groggy, he climbed from the car to see a miniature pony near a broken fence. Dogs barked, a farmhouse loomed silently. Moans drifted from the fields. Marcus saw Hungry Dead rising up. He scrambled into the car and spun wheels uselessly. A zombie bit the pony. It kicked, shattering the drivers window. The dead cut themselves on shards of glass as they climbed in.
Call to Battle
November 19, 2009 — Chivalrybean“Ok ladies, the time has come for us to go to war! The time to sit around and play bingo and watch daytime television is past. We will take what is ours. We will go to the front lines and we will fight! We will face the enemy and when they rise against us, we will strike them asunder. We will tear down doors and break into the store rooms. We will find objectives and we will take them until none are left! Listen up Grandma’s, the Beanie Baby Happy Meals are coming, and we will collect every single one!”
Hint Fiction: Failed Practical Joke
November 13, 2009 — Chivalrybean
Walt ran, the floppy shoes slowing him down. He only needed to go a little further to get away from the disgruntled Secret Service men.
Hint Fiction: Patient Zero
November 11, 2009 — ChivalrybeanThe drummer cursed when his hand fell off mid-song. He reattached it, unobserved. Good. How would he explain his problem to his band mates?
Hint Fiction: The Grimoir
November 9, 2009 — ChivalrybeanMortimer clutched the tome. Quietly he slunk the dark streets, avoiding anyone he saw. If this book wasn’t taken far away, Portland would be destroyed.
Space Captain’s Revenge
November 6, 2009 — Chivalrybean“What a beautiful sight, to see the exploding starship of Captain Barnabas Clay. Many of Fenton Fleet fell before his blaster pistol and photon missiles. I tried to kick Barnabas off like the flea dog he was. Little by little I stole his fortune, I stole his pride, then I killed his family, yet he persisted. I rigged his ship with explosives and now he will die alone, for everyone knows a captain goes down with his ship.”
“One move and your dead, Fenton. You failed to realize that in space, there is no down where my ship could go.”