New Project

I am working on a new project at the moment; a writing project. What I’m planning is something which is called a “choose your own adventure” story. It’s a story where the reader gets to make choices which ultimately affect the outcome. I’ve been thinking about this idea for a few months and finally I’ve figured out how to execute the plan. I wrote out a comprehensive outline (something that I’ve never done before) and now I am writing the body of the story. I’m very excited and hope that it turns out the way I am planning. It is a lot of work, keeping everything organized but I think it will be worth it. It will not be on this blog but will have it’s own site. I will post a link here when I’m done. I still have a lot of work to do on it so it won’t be up any time in the near future, but it’s something to look forward to.

Poem

I was working the other day and Ming, our store receiver, told me that he found a poem I’d written while he was cleaning his house. I didn’t believe him so he brought it in the next day. It’s funny how we forget. I read the poem and I finally remembered writing it when I reached the end.

When I first worked at James Bay, before I went off to be a manager, I did try my hand at a bit of poetry. There was a lady who worked in the floral department named Shelly, but she liked to be called Ariel. She was always writing poems and handing out copies to anyone who’d take them. A few of us working in the store at the time also wrote some poems to share with her, and I was one of them. I guess Ming ended up with a copy of one of my poems.

Here’s the poem which is appropriate considering my last post:

Monster

Catching my attention

Thunder on the distant hill

A feeling grows inside me --fear

Thunder growing louder still

In my youth I heard them all

Stories from my mates

Of awful monsters, miles tall

Filled with fear and hate

The echo of the footsteps now

I know are drawing near

No, not thunder -- my mistake

I now may die in fear

I am frozen stiff now

My legs I cannot move

I want to run, to flee my home

But still I cannot move

The horror that befalls my eyes

I wish I’d never seen

The creature -- monster -- ugly sight

I thought it never been

The monster stops before me

And sees, for sure I’m dead

It lifts it’s hand (a death blow?)

Smiled and scratched it’s head

The beast I thought would kill me

Paused and turned away

The thunder growing faint now

I’m here to live another day

The story I can tell now

I’ll be a hero you know

My tale will tell how brae I was

I’ll put on quite a show

My victim’s blood is liquid now

Move eight legs now I can

I’ll drink it’s body dreaming

Of my story of the Man

Sanctuary

My fears as a child, my preferred reading subject, my main writing topic, my favourite movies, the subject of my thoughts every day without fail. If I were to state my obsession, it would have to be monsters. It matters not, what kind of monster. I’ve read Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein three times, all kinds of stories about vampires, zombies, werewolves, mummys, daemons, ghosts, evil spirits, aliens, dragons, devils, elder gods, the undead, mutants, the list goes on. H. P. Lovecraft created some of my favourite monsters which is one of the reasons he is the top of my reading list: Cthulhu, Nyarlathotep, Yog-Sothoth, Azathoth, Dagon, Shoggoth, Mi-Go and Shub-Niggurath, to name a few. My favourite movies also run along the same lines, but television, not so much. I watch a vampire series called True Blood which is not bad and I love Twilight Zone and the Munsters. There was a series a few years ago which I really liked called Fear Itself, but the station cut it half way through the season.

I was watching the Space channel the other day and there was a preview for a show called Sanctuary. I watched a couple of episodes and loved it! It’s about a safe place for monsters to seek refuge from persecution. Right up my alley, a show about monsters. The program is in it’s second season so I have some catching up to do, which I don’t mind at all. I really hope it keeps running, the idea has great potential.