So you know when you ask a little kid to tell you a story, and often it involves little more than just whatever they make up right then and there? That's the concept behind And ThenPart story, part MST3K, part meta, AT would be a short children's book where anything can and will... make no sense. Ideally it would have lots of pictures, as part of ( Read more... )

So I, along with
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Well, I thought I was gonna make my first real entry to the new "If I Could Remake" series I want to start, but instead I give to you another of my many ideas in progress.

Network, once it finally figured itself out, is a spy thriller about a black ops ground intelligence inflitator codenamed Ghost who was forgotten and lost during the US ( Read more... )

A very nebulous idea at the moment, but one that might have potential down the line. At the moment, I just fear it's genre.

Butterfly Massacre is looking to be a paranormal romance, and by god I hope it pulls a
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Sorry bout the lack of updates, I haven't felt very talkative. But being silent isn't doing me any good, so instead lets ramble about old ideas.

Psycho, My Own was a highschool era project that came out of no where. Well, maybe not total no where, I was really big into CrossGen comics at the time and their whole shared world universe. I think I ( Read more... )

Back to business as it were. I know I haven't been adding much to my journal, besides the 30 movie meme, and that's mainly been because I've been at my parent's house. Not that that stops me, obviously, but that I don't like their computer. The thing is ancient, incredibly slow, and their old ergonomic keyboard is annoying. The piece is also ( Read more... )

Wow, I think I actually forgot about this one. Not completely, as soon as I remembered the whole jist came back in a moment, but I haven't thought about this one is quite a while, on any level.

Sweet Summer Jazz was another entry in my short list of ideas I thought would make a better movie than written story. Concieved around the idea of music ( Read more... )

Trying to get back into the habit of at least writing on a Mon-Wed-Fri schedule, and drawing a blank as to anything of substance, I choose to reminisce about one of the few ideas I've worked/am working with that is not mine.

The idea, which I've decided to name Owen as it was never given a real title, working or not, was one of my best friends'. ( Read more... )

I dug this out of the depths of my flashdrive. The date is still on the word.doc 3-10-99. Wow. waitasecond, that was eighth grade for me, what happened there?

I forget what exactly the project was originally, I want to say we had to create our own, wait! that was it! the assignment was to create our own island, draw it out as well, and map out ( Read more... )

Once again, forces beyond my control (ie, my brain) decided that a short story I wrote at oh-god-thirty last night needs to be expanded upon. Roll back the curtains, get in line, and don't touch the guy in front of you, this is Scarred.

( Talky talky, pretty pictures, talky )