So here it is, my eBook of short stories, Filmic Cuts. Volume 1, Sunshine & Lollipops contains stories like Standoff, where a group of outlaws find themselves trapped, Xavian, about a French Libertine who finds the after life has a plan for him and Compulsion, featuring an obsessive compulsive in a horrifying scenario.

It’s only 77p, and hopefully well worth the money. It’s only available for Kindle right now but with apps and PC/Mac support programs it’s easy to read it!

If you do buy and download, I sincerely hope you enjoy the stories. This is just the beginning, and hopefully the start of many more to come…

OJ

These are the covers to my forthcoming book of short stories, Filmic Cuts v1 - Sunshine & Lollipops. They are by the Uber-talented CM Carter and, well, are just plain dandy.

Filmic Cuts v1 will be released for Kindle and hopefully other eBook devices on May 28th.

NOW, THE STORY OF A SUPERHERO TEAM WHO WAS NEEDED TO FIGHT THINGS, AND THE ONE MAN WHO HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO BRING THEM ALL TOGETHER.

It’s Avengered Development.

(Source: -andrews)

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I’d like to have left some sort of imprint, rather than just living my life.
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The Animal Axis of Evil

Humans. We’re the top of the food chain, the kings of the mountain, the epitome of evolution (well… some of us…), but even we must take note of the other living, breathing forces that exist around us. Most people would tell you that beasts such as the lion, the shark or even the humble honey badger are animals to fear. I’m here to put a stop to this proposterous nonsense. I’m here to tell you about…

THE ANIMAL AXIS OF EVIL!!! *cue dramatic music*

These three creatures, which form this triangle of terror, are normal, docile things that usually you wouldn’t bat a single eyelid at, but what lurks behind their innocent facade is a litany of horror and immorality that would make Stalin go “that’s a bit much that is…” Let us start with the obvious candidate, one which I think we can all agree on: Cats.

I’m allergic to cats, which would explain my distrust of them to many a psychiatrist, but in actuality the evil that exists within cats has been accepted for a long time. Worshipped by some cultures, cats nonetheless have an inherent loathing of their owners (people) that borders on the sociopathic. Having an innate superiority complex which cultivates an ego of unprecedented proportions, cats have no time for their loving owners, nor any loyalty or honour that would go with it. Using them as a station which supplies free food and board, the cat will nonetheless depart for better climates should the offer arise. And as for the allergy factor: Cats know this. They will identify the sufferer and make their way, through Hell or high wind, to rub themselves against them or otherwise inflict their hair upon the person for maximum pain and snuffling.

Cats are the sociopaths of the Axis of Evil, but not the worst… that goes to ducks.

While some would argue we are entering the realms of the absurd here, I disagree. Ducks are cunning and vengeful, and it is not unusual to see them chasing small humans (children) around in the hopes of acquiring what amounts to their Crack Cocaine: Bread. Ducks crave bread. In fact it’s the only reason we have placated them for so long. Followers of the Bible and/or comedian Eddie Izzard will remember the tale of Noah and the Ark. The world flooded, but 2 of every animal was saved. But not ducks. Ducks could live the life on the ever-lasting ocean, and for a time ruled the waves as dominant species (although an argument could be made for swans, but this is largely dismissed as madness.) When the waters lowered and ducks were put back in their place, they felt spurned and denied the good life which was once theirs. Naturally, why wouldn’t they want it back? However by feeding them bread, they have become our slaves, growing more bitter by day and most likely plotting when they will finally overthrow us in a Planet of the Apes style revolution.

(side note: Apes aren’t in the Axis of Evil, despite their poo-flinging abilities, because they’re just so darn loveable)

So to sum up: Cats are sociopaths, and ducks are bitter despots. What could be worse you ask? How about a powerful beast, uncaring, unemotional nay, some could say unMOOOOOving…

Cows…

Cows are the biggest threat to us all. Their cold dead eyes watch us, study us, not in any intelligent way but still in a way that ultimately could lead to our downfall through our own hubris. Like cats, cows are considered sacred in some cultures and with good reason: they’re powerful allies. While easy to tip, if you get a herd together cows are an unrelenting force that cannot be stopped by any means. Stab them? Their thick skin and determined manner won’t even flinch. Shoot them down? That hide will bounce off the shells like sand. It’s why we have tools such as the cattle prod to defeat them, but even then pure precision is the only way to effectively stop them in their tracks. Not only are they both uncaring and indestructible, they are armed to the teeth. Their digestive system is so refined poison is useless against them, and using their powerful jaws they could eat a whole man whole in mere seconds. Not only that, their power is so much that if a cow kicked a baby in London, it would land in North Korea and become a slave (source: The Daily Mail). But these are all parlour tricks to their ultimate weapon, their final solution if you will. For you see, ask any military mind such as mine and they will tell you the future is in bio-weapons. Dirty bombs. Gas. See where I’m going? Cows produce methane gas. Not just a little, enough to punch a hole in the O-zone layer the size of a small county (say, Bedfordshire). Slowly cows are destroying the planet we call Earth until eventually the oxygen runs out and we all collapse to the floor, clutching our throats and looking up at the cold, dead eyes… of a cow.

Who will help us? Not the cat, who will sneer and walk away.

What will happen? The ice caps will melt even more due to the methane and flood the world.

Who will take over? The ducks, of course.

So be aware… Cats, Ducks and Cows are all part of the Animal Axis of Evil. Trust them at your peril, as any moment, they could initialize their final assault…

PL/OJ

Seriously can’t get enough of this song at the moment. Those who know me, know how much I extol the virtues of Reggie and the Full Effect. Truly diverse range of talents, and just damned catchy.

This one is called Something I’m Not from the album Promotional Copy. Recommend.

neil-gaiman:

Neil Gaiman

1 Write.

2 Put one word after another. Find the right word, put it down.

3 Finish what you’re writing. Whatever you have to do to finish it, finish it.

4 Put it aside. Read it pretending you’ve never read it before. Show it to friends whose opinion you…

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Memories of some awesome, awesome people…

The Abyss

I write a lot.

I tweet a lot.

I post a lot of things.

But does anyone listen?

I don’t know sometimes…

*funky dance*

PL/OJ

Write here, write now…

So, the Filmic Type Place… once a bustling hive of activity that birthed Mini Oli, Captain Dandy and Tatley-Upon-Rye before venturing into short films (formerly known as the Skits and Bits). It was so hopeful, so vibrant, so alive…

And then it died. Kinda.

In the last couple of years my film-making joy has waned. A lot. This is because of many reasons, lack of cast, little viewing interest, zero progression… but of late it is more of a simple reason: I fell out of love with it. I enjoyed writing, I enjoyed creating the stories, but once it came to picking up a camera, producing content and going through the motions, it all seemed to be an uphill struggle. I felt like I was a bane on people, asking them to get involved and “help out”. I felt spammy when going on Facebook and Twitter and bombarding people with links and appeals for shares and RTs. It just all didn’t feel right.

So I walked away, again, in the middle of what was supposed to be a revitalisation this January. And to be fair, even now in April, I don’t miss it. I don’t miss the stress, I don’t miss the pandering and begging, I just don’t miss being Filmic.

However, that doesn’t mean that I don’t want to be a part of the world. I’m (hopefully) going to be in a film by online personality (and close personal friend) Mike Jeavons, and looking at the efforts going on behind that reminded me of how relaxed I was just being a small part. Instead of being jealous of his creative endeavors, I felt pleased that I was no longer scrapping together to make content which ultimately may not be widely seen as much as I would hope.

It also doesn’t mean I want to stop being creative. In fact it wasn’t until another close personal friend, Stu Underdown, said to me the following words after I said most of the above that I “saw the light” (so to speak):

“You’re a better writer anyway.” 

So I sat down, and started writing. I wrote short stories, bits of books, gaming articles, blogs, tweets and you know what? I enjoyed it. I enjoyed tapping away and seeing words and content produced and have kept enjoying it for the past month. So much so that I am now looking to self-publish my first collection of short stories on Amazon, and feel quite excited about the prospects that that may hold.

I’m under no illusions that I will become the next Stephen King. I’m still competition-shy due to a lack of confidence in my work but I’m now more eager to put it out there. I’m publishing one novel online in it’s first draft, Underneath, which as well as being something I am loving doing, also is an example of something else: turning my scripts into stories.

I have a hard drive full of short film, feature film and miscellaneous scripts that I wanted to make, but never did. It hurt me to see them there rotting away but now, with a concentration on prose, I’m seeing them come to life again. My second volume of short stories, which I’m currently working on, includes a lot of Filmic shorts that never were, and in fact the first I wrote, Checkmate, that was based on a script idea by me and Marc Paterson I’m really happy with.

So… yeah. While I’m not saying I will never make films again (I still aspire to anyway) I am currently enjoying just tapping words away, for people to read and enjoy. Hopefully as well, through self-publishing, I will finally make the break through I’ve been longing for.

Well, a hairy man can dream…

PL/OJ

Conversations with myself #15

“Dear Lord…”
“What?”
“I just ate a whole curry.”
“Ah OK.”
“You don’t understand, I was supposed to save it for tomorrow.”
“Right…”
“Now I’m on a Curry High.”
“A Curry High?”
“Yes. I’m feeling very hyper at the moment.”
“How does curry make you hyper?”
“Endorphins, I think. I want to run and sing and dance and talk to people about pigeons and hats and macaroons.”
“You don’t like macaroons.”
“Well that’s what I’d talk about them!”
“You need to calm down…”
“I AM THE VINDALOO GOD!”
“Get off the sofa…”
“FEEL MY FIERY AWESOMENESS!”
“Next time, leave some curry…” 

Trust. Hard thing to gain, easy thing to lose…

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