RIP Kindle Fire

My Kindle Fire 7 HD bit the dust after many years of dutiful service in the kitchen, in my studio editing, and in my reading chair. I attempted to purchase the same exact Kindle but Amazon phased them out to support the HD 8 and created the 7 Generation Fires. The first one Amazon sent to me was defective; screen kept dying during software upgrade. If I take it out of the box and it needs an upgrade and the screen is full lines and dying–we have a problem.

Amazon customer service was awesome and I got a new, new Kindle coming on Monday.

Counting down to November when my annual pay comes for this production project. It’ll be enough to pay off the debt we accrued moving back to PA, and pay off the Moog’s student loans for their first year. That’s why I took this job.

Femitokon is moving right along though I still have the same amount of patrons (most are paypal subscribers) I had since January. I’ve not invested any monies in advertising it and my half-ass robo-posts over at twitter aren’t doing anything. If no one’s reading it’s likely because they don’t know it exists. 0_0 I made the decision to release Suffocation as a collected eBook and perhaps this will get the series some patronage. My intent was to sell some short stories and bring attention to the series but my time to write is severely sapped by real-life happenings. After typing in front of a screen all day I just want to relax on tumblr and take some pictures before getting in some edits on the series.

I’ll find my motivation somewhere…

It’s June

Haven’t updated here in some time so here I go – I’m on a phone so forgive the lightning fast tone and the occasional spelling error.

Episode 7 posted of my new series (check it out here). I can’t believe I’m at seven episodes already. I got a story out there in submission land but I think I’m going to pull it and just post it this site. My portfolio is dated and I need to fix that. BTW, if you’re interested in my writing diary and short stories, I do post them as part of the Femitokon/Patron subscription ($2 a month)

Real life has been fun – saw Depeche Mode in Philly last week with my youngest, the oldest is still adulting thousands of miles away and his latest trial is attempting to get a new apartment. My thyroid is trying to quit on me again, but the only thing adversely affected by this is my instagram account (my hands shake bad enough to ruin any pics I try to take with my phone).

I’ve been geeking out at Tumblr where my “Promotional Account” has become the all things fandom account. It’s been fun and therapeutic to be around like minded people.

Still alive and still writing.

 

Sunday Post

I took another production position to bring in some cash.

Wasn’t my plan, but the series isn’t raking in the $10 spots like I’d hoped. I’m lucky in that the readers I do have are cool as shit, so is the artist working on my covers – he’s willing to take a cut in pay.

Episode Seven third-draft edits begin tomorrow night. I’ll be spending my evenings on the series and my days working on somebody else-s intellectual property; I’ve effectively killed my short story writing time. I have more than a few plots worked out and some outlines finished, and I began a screenplay (for the first time in years). I have zero time now.

I noticed lots of folks coming here from Tumblr. That account is a rare Femitokon promotional thing but its mostly me sharing grabs of Jeffrey Combs along with horror & sci-fi stuff I like. Total fandom and feminist things, nothing relevant to writing or real life.

When the weather breaks (we went from snow to constant rain here in eastern PA) I’ll be getting back out with my camera and updating with some abandoned places, graveyards, and trees in their natural habitat. 0_0

Getting Off the Swivel Chair

Three anthologies have rejected my short story Antshuldigt – I’m cracking it open again this weekend and tightening it up. Got the rights back on Mine to Keep and posted in the short story section.

Over on Twitter, my requests for RTs got ignored, and I learned the hard way that Writing-Twitter is loaded with “Follow 4 Follow” people that don’t owe me shit. I stop “writing” on Twitter and use the account purely for promotion and updates relating to Femitokon. I also unfollowed a lot of fucking people.

My series picked up no new patrons and I’m out of funds for art and stuff. Time to get out of the chair and fine some “REAL WORK IN THE REAL WORLD.” I got a pitch meeting on a teleplay tomorrow that I know will tank–but if I present well enough, I could score another production assistant job (that’s my actual goal).