Meet Nathan (Male Main Character from Grim)

Meet Nathan (Male Main Character from Grim)

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 Meet The Characters of Grim (working Title)

Hello everyone. I have something new for you. This time, it’s a meet the characters of Grim

I want to present you some of the main and supporting characters from my book, which is pretty far in its development cycle (I still need to edit half of the chapters).

I’ll give you a short bio and one or two snippets out of my book, to introduce each character (but only a tiny bit, because I don’t want to spoil much).

This time, I’ll present you Nathan, the male main character and his struggle in a post-apocalyptic world. This time, I’ll give you a first look at the first half of the third chapter by the way. So, please enjoy the small snippet (warning not 100% edited)  \m/^^\m/

 

Meet Nathan

 

Nathan is a man in his 40s. He’s a sometimes grumpy, cynical and introverted person. The world as we know it changed. The climate altered drastically and an epidemic, which turned humans into bloodthirsty mutants, killed over half of humanity (no, it’s not a zombie apocalypse btw.)

Unable to live amongst too many people, he stays away from the few congested cities. Instead he lives with a few other people in a small settlement in the Catskill Mountains.

Resources are scarce. Because of this, he grows plants in the backyard of his old family’s summer-house.

For many years he lived with the thread of mutants and scavengers and only had to care for himself. But during a cloudy, rainy day, a strange, young woman and her escort arrives at his door.

 

Chapter 3 (Snippet)

 

Unwanted Visitors

 

The clothes of the three are soaked with rainwater, but that doesn’t seem to bother the old man and the old woman. Only the freckled girl seems pretty uncomfortable. She repeatedly wipes away the rain from her face and her brown hair which peeps out of the hood from her red hoodie. The slender figure stands right before me, with a questioning look. That’s a clever idea, to send her first. I think I couldn’t hurt her. Even if she would attack me, I would find a way to not kill her at least. This must be a trap and what was this shadow thingy in my backyard? I better speed this whole thing up a bit, so I can watch TV again and have my quiet.

   “Where is the other person that was in my backyard?” I ask all three with my best grumpy voice.  There must have been a person on my property. I mean, I might have gone a bit paranoid during the years of loneliness, but I am far from having a pile of mashed potatoes in my head.

   “Honestly, there’s no one else around, I swear.” The freckled young woman answers, while rain drips from the tips of her wet, brown hair.

Something about her irritates me. She reminds me of someone I knew back in the better days, but I can’t find out who it was.

I chew nervously on the inner sides of my cheeks while I think about this topic. Gah, dammit, this doesn’t matter now! I still have to find out, what the three really want. Hmm, the young woman doesn’t share many similarities with the other two, much older disruptive elements. Whatever, many kids don’t look that much like their parents.

I nod to the two older people, “You are from Quebec, right?!” I ask in an even rougher tone than the one I use for the freckled woman and point at both of them with my shotgun. I am so ready to shoot their brains through the back of their heads just in case that they make a false move. But on the other hand, I’ve never seen scavengers using children as bait. I only heard some rumors about it.

   “Yes, yes we are from Quebec indeed and our daughter… well she just wanted to talk to someone else, than us. I mean, we drove around for many hours and she got bored and… you know how kids are. Am I right?” The older, bald man with a greyish, full beard laughs. I really know how kids could be at times, from my little brother back in the days. Good, long forgotten times. But this topic better should not distract me. Ok Nathan, a little bit more concentration now.

   “Hmm, but you know that it’s very dangerous to let a cute young lady talk to strangers in such a secluded area, right?” I ask and observe the reaction of all three. I really don’t know, but I have a bad feeling about this. The stuff the old man talks, doesn’t make sense to me.

   “Oh yes, but we thought that nobody this crazy would live here in this beautiful little settlement.” The oldie grins and I can see his left eyebrow twitching. I look at the older woman with my tired eyes and see that she seems a bit stressed right now. Are they thinking that I’m a killer? Are they really just a nice little family?

   “I, by the way can take care of myself pretty well. I… I mean I’m not a baby.” The freckled woman answers without being asked. She just stands there, watching at her own feet and holds her arms crossed. A little bit like a stubborn kid. But something else seems very suspicious to me right now. She always looks back to the two older persons and plays with the zipper of her thin, black vest from time to time which covers her rain-soaked red hoodie.

Maybe, if I really tell them the direction to the next restaurant, they’ll simply go away and leave me alone? This conversation took too much of my time already and I finally want my quiet. Hmm, and maybe the whole gun thing is way over the top for the little woman and the other two travellers? That might also have caused the strange behaviour of the three. Yeah, I’m just a jerk and don’t know much about human behaviour and it doesn’t get better the older I become.  OK, I think I better lower my gun completely and just hold it in my right hand. I inhale a deep breath of the humid, near tropical air, scratch the back of my head, lower my gun and give them the answer they wanted, “Ok, so you wanted to know the nearest restaurant, right? Well if you follow this street, then at the next junction you must turn left, drive about ten miles and then you’ll reach a pretty small village. There are plenty… I mean two restaurants which are really hard to miss. And… sorry for the gun thing, I’m a bit paranoid.”

   “Oh, no problem kind sir, it’s okay. I would have done the same I think and thank you very much for the information.” The old man answers and raises his right hand but I don’t answer his gesture. Instead I simply turn around. From the corner of my eyes I can see that the three finally get ready to turn around too. Finally they leave me alone now. It somehow feels good to help, even though it’s just a small piece of information. If they would have been scavengers, my gun would have scared them off most likely. On the other hand, if they would have been scavengers, they most likely had attacked me by now. Hmm, something feels weird, as if someone is watching me. I hear that the old man harrumphs. Oh no, I guess that the oldie wants to say something else to me. I turn around one more time, facing him this time. He stands a fair bit nearer to the young woman now and stares at me.

   “What is it now?” I ask him unnerved.

   “We got only one more question if I’m allowed to?” The old guy says. Strangely smiling he reveals yellowish teeth behind his thin lips.

   “Go ahead, what is it?” I ask him, already tired from all this conversations.

I notice that the young woman looks up to me and then slightly to her right, as if she wants to tell me something with her gestures. But the old guy already answers before I can figure out what she means.

   “Are those apple trees in your garden? My friend isn’t sure about that. He’s a bit simple.” The older man asks with a deeper voice than before and an eerie grinning appears on his leathery face.

   “What? How do you know? Friend?” I ask and try to raise my weapon. A huge, dark shadow, as fast as lightning, comes running at me from my left, through the rhododendron shrubs. Leaves and branches are flying around. Then the huge shadow hits me with some sort of two by four. The blast is unbelievably heavy and I nearly faint. For a split second my view fades to black. I feel how I fall inside my house and on the ground. My shotgun rolls over the wooden, clammy floor. The young woman shrieks for a second, before I hear the old man yelling at her. My view clears a bit and I see the huge shadow, which hit me, standing over me. He raises his hands, holding a large two by four. Rusty nails are sticking out of one of the sides. Fortunately this wasn’t the side he hit me the first time with. I instinctively kick him in the nuts, because I know that I can’t win a direct battle against such a hulk. The bulky man squirms and grunts angry, not letting loose from his archaic weapon. Without hesitation I crawl over the floor as fast as I can. After just a few meters, I realize that blood runs down my left temple and starts to drip on the parquet beneath me.

   “Fuck I knew it! Fucking scavenger pack! I should have shot you bastards from the beginning!” I shout and can finally grab my shotgun. The big guy nears me, grunting and snorting, but this time, I am the faster one.

 

Blam! A shot from my weapon hits the big guy right in his stomach.

 

He grunts, huffs and tumbles, but no blood seeps through his now ripped clothes.

   “Dammit, a bullet-proof vest!” I snort, reload, aim again and shoot him right into the ugly head.

His brain, blood and fragments of yellowish-white skull-bones splash against the jalousies before his heavy body lands on the wooden floor, with a rumbling noise.

   “Shit, I’ll have to clean the floor later.” I mumble, stand up, reload my weapon and walk over the twitching, headless body.

   “Who’s next? First come, first serve!” I yell through closed teeth as aggressively as I can.

   “You… you sick bastard!” The older guy shouts back and immediately shoots at me.

 

To be continued…. (many things will happen during the story and the characters will change a bit too – of course)

 

Picture drawn by myself (it’s a fairly quick doodle).

 

Aliens: The Orb (2000 words short story)

Hey there! This is my second short story (done within a very short amount of time). I’d like to call it a speed story :p ….. Ok, that was bad -.- Well, there it is and as always, I used the famous spell check tool and the ms word grammar checking tool to terminate most errors in this text…. but I still think, that both tools somehow don’t work. As a side note, this might be the second last short story, that I’ll release, before I’ll finish my first two books by the end of April (“The Pessimist” and “Grim”, but both are just working titles). I hope you’ll enjoy this little horror (?) short story. Btw, my books will be much more edited and of course a lot longer (who would have thought it?) \m/^^\m/

 

Aliens: The Orb

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They’re running, through dark, clammy corridors and some round shaped chambers. It’s been an eternity since they last looked back. No time to rest, their muscles are burning under sweat soaked, cold clothes. Their small shoulder mounted flashlights are illuminating only a short segment of the path that lies before them. Bone-like structures are covering the uncharted, endless tunnels.

The paces of their steps are getting slower, heavy breathing fills the otherwise silent corridors.

Abruptly, one silhouette stops, holding his chest.

   “Dammit Gordon, you showed us the wrong way you fucking idiot!” A mid-sized older man yells at his comrade.

   “Shut up Mitch, it’s your fault why we are here in the first place, or did you forget that already, old-timer!” The tall, slender man yells back, while his eyes are searching the tunnels.

   “Could you two please shut the fuck up? They’ll be hearing us if you two don’t stop shouting like two male moose during their breeding season!” A mid-sized female grunts at the two wranglers, in her hands she holds a pistol.

The others are carrying pistols too and only a bulky, bald guy carries a huge, heavy looking machinegun.

   “All be quiet!” The bald guy says, his eyes glistening, his lips dry and a huge, gaping wound on his left muscular arm, that still bleeds into his greenish jumpsuit.

   “What’s with your arm Will?” The woman asks, still looking for what may lie before or behind them in the dark.

   “The air humidity won’t let it dry, it seems.” He answers, his weapon in an iron grip.

   “Oh yeah, only he as issues right, Serenity!? My back is killing be!” Mitch splutters.

   “Unfortunately, I don’t think that I’m that lucky.” Serenity answers in a serious tone.

Crack! A sudden sound, behind the four people, catches their attention.

   “Behind us!” Gordon yells and the four of them swirl around to the back, weapons raised, with their fingers on the triggers.

   “Die, spawns of the devil!” Gordon screams in a high pitched tone.

Blam! Gordon shoots at a human- like silhouette in the far distance. The muzzle flash illuminates the wet surfaces of the tunnels. The armor piercing round hits one concave wall and bounces into another one.

   “Stop it!” Serenity shouts and grabs Gordons pistol while looking in his fearful eyes.

   “Stop it, calm down!” She repeats.

Gordon nods and stares at the silhouette that’s holding up his hands.

   “Gu… guys? A… are you the last ones? Is this all what’s left?” The Silhouette whispers. A flash of light touches the face of a shaking man.

   “Yes Tim, we are the last ones, sorry to say this.” Will answers.

   “Then… then we are all lost.” Tim snivels. His clothes are soaked with foul stinking water and some clear, chewy slime. The stank of battery acid surrounds him and under a provisional bound, which is made of one of his sleeves, the others can see, that a big part of his right hand is missing. Blood is dripping down the floor and into little holes, where also streams of water disappear.

   “Time for my meds.” Tim sobs and out of one of his belt bags, he takes a bunch of greyish tablets.

   “You… you want some too?” He asks, but the others refuse.

Serenity meanwhile scans the surrounding, but nothing can be seen. No suspicious sounds, no glisten in the distance that would tell her, that they might have to fight again.

   “Tim?” She asks, while Tim swallows a handful of pain relievers.

   “Y… yes Serenity, what is it?” Tim responds, a bit more relaxed, while water is dripping on his shoulders.

   “Good stuff, isn’t it? Now you are thankful, that my company creates stuff like that huh?” Mitch says.

   “Would you kindly, just shut the fuck up? Just for once!?” Serenity grunts.

   “Whoa, ok ok. No need to be bitchy.” Mitch snarls and looks grinning at Will, but Will doesn’t react to the smaller, elder person.

   “Ok Tim. First, how can you still be alive and secondly, where did you come from? There’s not been one intersection for the last few miles. Soooo, how could you follow us so fast, or did we run in circles?” Serenity asks and cocks her eyebrows

   “No way, we left a beacon at every intersection that we crossed.” Gordon adds and Serenity nods slowly.

   “You guys won’t believe me. I ran like hell. That’s all. After one of those smaller freaks chewed off half of my hand hehehe, they simply let go. And so I ran and I ran and bam, I fell on the ground, hit my head and when I woke up, I saw you guys from behind. Hehe, and Will, damn you have a fat ass… and um, I dunno, that’s all I remember…” The painkillers seem to work extremely well and Tim gets more and more relaxed.

   “Oh man, that doesn’t make sense. We haven’t been in this tunnel before. So, where the hell did you spawn from?” Gordon says and stomps on the ribcage-like floor, like an angry kid would do.

   “Enough with this stupid chit chat! I have a real question for you, Tim.” Mitch interrupts Gordon and nears the still bleeding, and confused Tim.

   “Ok, listen Tim. I have only one, but very very important question for you. Do you read me?”

   “Get cracking!” Tim answers, points at Mitch and mimics a gun with his one, still intact hand.

   “Yeah, yeah. Very funny my old friend. But now, where is the orb?” Mitch asks, nervously rubbing his neck.

   “Orb? What the fuck is an orb?” Tim, who seemingly had way too many pain relievers, asks.

   “Jeez! Ok, I mean the orb, the small, but heavy round shaped object?” Mitch explains, but Tim doesn’t seem to understand.

   “Well, the… the ball. You know? The small, greenish ball with the metal engravings…. The…” Mitch gets interrupted by Tim who makes a farting noise with his mouth.

   “Hahaha, I was just kidding you old, greedy man. Here, I still have it. And nevermore call me your friend, you bastard!” He murmurs, dips into his jumpsuits pocket and flings an orb, the size of a grapefruit, on the ground.

   “No, what are you doing you fool. This orb is worth more than you could ever imagine!” Mitch shouts and elevates the pretty heavy orb.

   “You asshole wanted me to die in there!” Tim shouts and nears Mitch.

   “I have no idea, what you are talking about.” Mitch answers, holding his left hand with his pistol up in the air, while holding the orb in his right hand.

   “Oh, you know very well what I mean you greedy company ass. I’m done with you “old friend”. Pah!” Tim spits on the ground and reels.

Mitch doesn’t seem to listen to his old friend anymore. The only thing, that seems to matter for him now, is the beautifully crafted, partially translucent orb.

   “Man, what a soap opera. Now let us get the hell outta here!” Gordon says and starts moving again. Mitch follows him by the foot and Will and Serenity also start walking again.

Only Tim shuffles around a bit behind the group.

   “Um, Serenity?” Tim asks and holds his head.

   “Yeah, what is it?” She says, while she observes the surrounding.

   “You, you hehehe, you asked me, who brought me to here in this tunnel?”

   “Yeah, you still haven’t answered my question.”

   “I think , I remember who helped me getting to your position.” He whispers.

   “Who could have helped you? We are the last ones, do you remember?” Gordon answers. A bit puzzled all are looking back at Tim, who stands about 85 feet away from the group.

   “Tim? Everything alright?” Serenity asks. The flashlights barely illuminate Tim in his ragged jumpsuit. Tim just stands there, giggling like crazy and rubbing his face with his bandaged hand.

   “Folks, something’s wrong with Tim. Come help me.” Serenity says but only Will follows her and nears Tims position, while Gordon and Mitch just watch what, might happen next.

   “Ok buddy, now come with me. We’ll help you.” Will says and nears Tim, who’s still giggling.

   “Tim, what’s so funny man? Come here, I’ll give you a…” But Will suddenly stops, raising his clumsy looking machine gun. The nearly flat battery of the mounted machine-gun-flashlight reveals the absolute horror.

   “Will, what is it?” Serenity asks and tries to approach Tim, but Will is blocking her way with his broad shoulders.

   “Stay back Serenity! And Tim, please come closer to me and make a step to your right.”

Tim doesn’t seem to listen to Will and Serenity. Instead he starts to giggle even louder.

But then he abruptly stops, raises his head and starts to howl.

   “There’s no way out. This complex here has been abandoned for millennia and all that’s left, is death.” He whispers while tears start running down his cheeks.

   “Tim! Get out of the way!” Will shouts, aiming behind the Tims howling silhouette.

   “Too late bud! The demons brought me here… I heard them whisper in my dreams…” Tim whispers.

Crack!

   “Noo!” Will screams but refuses to fire.

   “What? Oh my god!” Serenity shouts, her eyes widen in shock.

Tims body starts to twitch as crackling noises inside his body emerge. Blood spurts out of his mouth. Still alive he gargles. His own blood fills his lungs. Six slimy, black, glistening and pipe-like shapes showing off behind him. Demon-like hands are clutching on his shoulders, piercing his flesh under the thick suit. Then, a last crackling noise emerges and Tim stops to gargle immediately. The huge, black, bluish creature stands by four feet higher than its victim. An elongated, partly translucent head turns toward the shocked little group of people. Thin lips rolling up and reveal metallic, razor sharp teeth. Slowly the creature opens its strong jaws, capable of chewing through skin, flesh, bones and even the armor of colonial marines. Another set of jaws appears and growls while saliva drips from the tip of the teeth.

Hissss! The nightmarish creature behind Tim hisses as its bony tail finally rips with enormous force through the dead man’s body. The tail exits through the mouth, punching out teeth and ripping away half of Tims face.

   “This one’s different.” Mitch comments with a wide opened mouth, seemingly fascinated.

   “Shoot it!” Will shouts.

The smart creature understands and throws the bloody, lifeless bag of meat and bones at the four humans. Tims corpse lands on the floor, right under Wills nose, with a crushing noise.

Armor piercing shots are fired once again through the abandoned, ancient facility. But not even one shot pierces the enormous target. The monstrosity withdraws, faster than any living thing ever seen by mankind, into the darkness.

   “Is it gone?” Mitch shouts, shaking and nervously looking around.

   “I think so.” Will answers, still holding his rifle up.

   “What was that? This isn’t one of the beasts we saw earlier!” Serenity asks breathless.

Screee!

Before the four can start a little chatter Wills flashlight-beam reveals an army of silvery teeth in the dark. Countless arms and tails are pushing forward and snapping jaws are eager for fresh flesh.

   “Shoot them all. Gordon and Mitch, you must watch the other side!” Will shouts and fires the first shots again. Holes are punched in thick exoskeletons, ripping away tissue and arms.

Pop! The head from one creature explodes. Its acid-blood defiles the whole place. Smoke rapidly fills the corridor. The creatures start running up the walls, along the ceiling and are heading straight up to their biggest thread. Their main goal is always, to kill the strongest individual first.

   “They’re going for Will!” Serenity shouts while she dismembers some of the creatures.

   “We are at it!” Gordon grunts, but something emerges from the other end of the tunnel, pushing him and Mitch aside into the walls.

From the corner of her eye, Serenity notices two tall, pale giants with some sort of device in their hands….

 

 

 

The Alien oil painting was done by myself and sadly I photographed it under bad conditions (the lighting isn’t really optimal where I photographed it…. in other words, the lighting is really sh*tty -__-). It’s a pretty tall picture btw :)

 

 

Winter Horror ? (Short Story 913 Words)

Hey there! I promised to release a short story today and here it is. It was done within about three-quarters of an hour and this time I used spell check for correcting (I don’t think that it worked -_-). Anyway, here it is and enjoy (?)…. I doubt it to be honest ;p

Oh and look, there is another oil painting I did a while ago (I thought it might fit the story and so I use it here as a mood picture).

 

Winter Terror ?

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Darkness came early today and only some streetlights are illuminating the empty streets. Parked cars are gathering snow.  Every now and then a lone figure shows up in some alley, hurrying to their warm and welcoming home.

Meanwhile, a little outside of town, at the border of a sinister, deep forest the residents of the suburbs are already preparing for the night.

It’s a beautiful evening and everything seems peaceful like every day. But in the far distance, a small set of bright lights appear over the forests treetops.

The lights are rapidly growing bigger as they approach the little suburb with an eerie speed. Then, all of a sudden they stop. Just a little over six miles away from the first houses they start to descend between the trees. The lights vanish and humming, silvery, round shaped vehicles are visible under the pale moonlight. Some geometrical, bluish glowing shapes covering the rough surfaces. A few inches above the snow covered, deeply frozen ground three legs appear at the bottom of each vehicle and finally they touch ground.

Snow whirls around before the humming engines finally shut down. A round door opens at the supposed front on each object. A ramp shoves down into the snow and black silhouettes are leaving through the brightly illuminated entrances.

Growling the creatures communicate with each other, pointing at the direction of the suburbs. One of them seems to laugh and grunt at the others before they are making their way through the snow. Their rough skin shines under the moon, just like their weird looking, nearly non-existent armor. Grunting and snorting they finally reach the suburbs. With the snow silently crunching under their flat, big feet, they sneak near the first set of fences. Through the nearby windows they can see their prey walking and sitting around some houses. The creatures, while they are assessing the situation, aren’t bothered about the cold weather. In fact, it seems like it is ideal for those beings. Fast they separate in groups of four to hunt their prey.

 

In the meantime a family is sitting in front of their bright telly and everybody seems to joke around. No one seems to notice, that a few shadows are running in front of the windows in search for an opportunity to enter the house.

 

The group of strange monsters searches for an entrance, silently growling. Soon they all will dine on the flesh of their soft looking victims.

   “Hrrr!” One of the beings growls as it sees an opened window. It is only opened a bit and so the invader slowly pushes the window open even more. Just a second later, the predators can enter the warm house. The coldness slowly vanishes and the warmth of the house greets them. Somehow the smell in here is familiar for them. But they can’t remember where they last encountered it.

   “Urrr!” Another one of the beings grunts. The warmth is more than they can take. The slippery surface, on which they stand on, shines under the moonlight. Through the nearby, slightly opened, wooden door shines some candlelight and muffled laughs from the family are audible.

The beings are so near to their prey, they almost can smell the tender flesh, but the heat is too much for them.

   “Gurr!” The leader of the pack grunts, but just before the four intruders can escape the warmth, the window suddenly shut down. The four monsters, in panic, are trying to open the window, while their bodies are heating more and more.

   “Honey, please look what happened in the kitchen and take a broom with you, just in case it is another raccoon.” The beings hear a high pitched voice say, but they don’t understand what it means. They’re getting dizzy and then the heat is literally killing them. One by one they drop down. Fast their bodies begin to dry out and within seconds the spook is over.

The door opens with a grating noise. A father, followed by his young son, is entering the kitchen, switches on the light looks around, in his hand an old broom.

   “It was only the window. It has shut down itself it seems.” The man says, putting the broom aside the light switch.

   “Ok honey, come back then. The movie continues.” His wife responds.

   “Ok, we will be right back.”

But, the man notices something in front of him, near the window. The freshly baked gingerbread men, his wife made a few hours ago. His son nears the tablet with the rich decorated humanoid shaped cookies.

   “Dad, look! Mom did some bigger ones with some kind of Halloween decoration.” The son says with a big grin.

   “Ok, you can have one, but you must brush your teeth before you go to bed. Ok?”

   “Ok dad.” The son grabs one of the bigger, strangely decorated gingerbread men and bites in it.

   “Oh wow, they have some kind of crunch in them and… and there’s a filling inside them too. You must taste one of those!” The son smiles and takes another big bite.

   “Hmm, mommy didn’t tell me, that she made some of those.” The father responds, grabs one of the big gingerbread men and some of the green filling drops down onto the floor while he bites into it.

   “Mmh, definitely gooseberry. Ok, now back to mom.” The father says, and leaves the kitchen with his son, still munching the corpses of the former monsters. 

 

 

Thanks for reading. My books are different from this short story btw ; (my books are also more edited and of course way longer duh XD). 

The Next Big Thing Blog Hop

Ok, awkward but also somehow exciting situation. Two days ago, the lovely Ema Thayer asked me via Twitter, if I might be interested in writing an author interview for The Next Big Thing Blog Hop. I wasn’t sure what it meant or how it might work… and I still don’t know exactly how it does. Seriously, I’m getting so mad that I must yell at my chair. But none the less, I’ll present you (four) people out there, my entry for The Next Big Thing Blog Hop (I like writing it, it looks kind of official). 

 

10 Questions: The Next Big Thing Blog Hop

 

1. What is the title of your work in progress?

 

I actually still don’t have a definite title, but it will most likely be called “Grim”. Short and simple, like my attention span… oh look a fluff.

 

2. Where did the idea come from for the book?

 

I had already written some other books (still working on those) and wanted to write something entirely dark and gritty. Then I re-watched Children of Men, The Crazies, plus I saw some disturbing (interesting though) reports about some parasites and the growth of humankind and what might happen to us in the near future. I said near, but I don’t think that it’ll happen “that” soon. You know what “it” is? No?

3. What genre does your book fall under?

 

It’s post-apocalyptic fiction with strong horror elements.

4. Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?

 

I indeed had some actresses and actors in mind, while I wrote my book. I’d like to see Liev Schreiber, Ellen Page, Nathan Fillion and Jennifer Connelly in the main roles.

5. What is a one-sentence synopsis of the book?

 

Nathan, a lonesome man, finds a new hope and a life changing task in a bleak and deadly world.

6. Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?

 

I hope, that my book/s will get published the “traditional” way (but hopefully without the need of an agent). Yes, sometimes I’m a bit of a megalomaniac (time to eat my 12 day old, moldy bread and drink my rainwater. JK ;)   ).

7. How long did it take you to write the first draft of the manuscript.

 

The first draft was only 2500 words long and was released by myself under a different title on Trigger Street Labs. Now it’s nearly 50 000 words long and I don’t know, how long it’ll be in the end.

8. What other books would you compare this story to in your genre

 

Hmm, good one. I haven’t read any post-apocalyptic stories that might be comparable to my book (sadly, otherwise I could have stolen some ideas from them, muahaha oh I mean I could have gotten more inspiration).

9. Who or what inspired you to write this book?

 

Many factors inspired me. Be it the daily news, scientific reports, movies and/or games. But most of my inspiration comes from the idea of creating a really gritty, dark book with just a tiny pinch of humor in it. Plus I had to write something very grim, after my work on my other books (they all have a pretty strong element of humor in them… at times, but that’s another story). I also wanted to write this book, because I simply like to entertain people with what I create. I can’t wait to see if this will be the case with “Grim”, but I sure had/have a hell of a lot fun writing it.

10. What else about the book might pique the reader’s interest?

 

If you like dark, gritty, really bloody books that show the dark and the bright side of humanity, then this might be something for you. But don’t await all characters to survive the trip from the foggy, humid forests in the Catskill Mountains to the west coast.

And as a side note, if you like a few pictures in books (sometimes they can create a great mood), then “Grim” might be something for you too, because I create the cover and chapter specific pictures myself. You’ll find the pictures at the beginning of some chapters by the way.

Include the link of when tagged you and this explanation for the people you have tagged.

 

Ema Thayer tagged me on Twitter. Please visit her there  https://twitter.com/emathayer and please also read her The Next Big Thing Blog post http://zoewhitten.com/2012/12/27/guest-post-ema-thayers-next-big-thing-blog-hop/#more-5460 . Do, it, now, or , else… you won’t get the cookie (it’s a chocolate chip cookie).

Oh and I tagged Tammy Salyer https://twitter.com/TammySalyer , Rashad Pharaon https://twitter.com/Rpharaon …. so far. I hope to suggest some more and I hope that both will write something about their books.

Oil paintings (done by myself)

Hi there. From now on, I’ll present you a new oil painting made by myself, every week (sometimes two perhaps). And because this is my first blog post about oil paintings, I’ll show you three oil paintings (this is only a pretty small part of what I like to paint/draw etc.) and now I hope that you’ll enjoy them. BUT… before you take a look, I have to apologize for the awful lighting (the light reflections from my camera-flash are killing me :p  ).

1 Mountain Landscape

Just a little side note. This is the very first oil painting that I finished (I don’t count the one that I made in school……12 years ago -.-).

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2 Los Angeles (sundown – smog edition ;)  ).

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3 Tree (yes, just tree, deal with it ;)  ).

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Well, that’s it for now. Next week, I’ll show you a few strange plant paintings.

Higher quality photos from my Norway trip (October 2012)

Here are just a few photos from my Norway trip (October 2012). I want to present you a few photos in a higher resolution (the ones in my blog entry from yesterday are extremely compressed). And now, I hope you’ll enjoy the “new” photos.

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Boyabreen glacier

 

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View from the Boyabreen glacier (opposite direction).

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In the woods near Kaupanger.

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Stave church in Kaupanger.

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Opposite view from the Nigardsbreen glacier.

 

 

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Nigardsbreen glacier (well, a very small part of it :p ).

 

Review for Stone Sour – House Of Gold And Bones (album)

As a big fan of Stone Sour I was of course very curious, if this album would turn out to be as great as their other albums. Yes I really liked Audio Secrecy, even though it was a pretty slow album, but I like slower music too, so this wasn’t a big issue. This time though they delivered a pretty hard sounding but at the same time enormously melodic and diverse sounding album. From metal, to hard rock and ballads, you’ll find everything on this first part of a two part concept album.

And here are some short descriptions of the eleven songs which can be found on House Of Gold And Bones.

1 Gone Sovereign = The first single/video. It’s awesomely melodic metal with amazing drums and it’s one of my favorites on this album. Could also be from Slipknot’s All Hope is Gone (only in some minor parts though).

2 Absolute Zero = An “Absolute – ly” amazing song with a great chorus and definitely a massive earworm with great vocals.

3 A Rumor Of Skin = Definitely a song I can bang my head to, just like the first songs. Here you’ll find a pretty great chorus too.

4 The Travelers, PT.1 = Cool ballad with bowed instruments (sounds like they used bowed instruments). I would like to hear this song while driving on a highway in California/Nevada or whatever.

5 Tired = Definitely one of the best Stone Sour Songs ever in my humble opinion. It combines awesome vocals, very melodic and at the same time very powerful music to a true masterpiece.

6 RU486 = The maybe hardest song on this album, and once again one song that you could find on a Slipknot album (partly). It is none the less very melodic, just like every other song on this sound carrier (yes I bought the CD and not the digital copy \m/).

7 My Name Is Allen = OK, this song could be found on Come What(ever) May too, sound wise. It’s a medium paced song with powerful vocals (I somehow get a Disturbed vibe in some parts which is weird, but awesome, as it shows the unbelievably big range of Corey Taylors voice/vocals even more).

8 Taciturn = Amazing ballad. It’s powerful with a lot of acoustic guitar, diverse in sound (The beginning gives me a Silent Hill/Akira Yamaoka vibe = amazing).

9 Influence Of A Drowsy God = Nice song, diverse again with some electronic parts.

10 The Travelers, PT. 2 = The second part of The Travelers (duh XD ). The “The Traveler” songs are both amazing and are proving once again, that Stone Sour is capable of so many different music styles.

11 Last of the Real = Strong bass, diverse vocals from Taylor again. Simply an awesome song for Stone Sour fans. Sadly this is the also the last song on this album (daddy needs Part 2 of House Of Gold And Bones as soon as possible – starts to shiver).

Closing comments

I awaited another great Stone Sour album but then…. BOOOMMM!!!! Stone Sour creates one of the most diverse sounding melodic hard rock/metal albums ever. To be honest, this album blew me away and I can’t wait for the second part of House Of Gold And Bones when it lands in early 2013. Well, at least if the big, pink yellow checkered hippo with its evil monocle doesn’t destroy the earth on December 21 st XD

My final  closing comment is = If you somehow like extremely melodic hard rock/metal music and ballads, then you should give it a try. Songs I would recommend listening to before purchasing it, are.

1 Absolute Zero

2 Taciturn

3 Tired

And the whole rest (seriously, it’s an amazing album)…… Oh and I won’t rate it, because I got rid of the rating system when I wrote my Prometheus review, but I guess you can see, that I’m completely pleased with this album. Btw, that I listened to it for the 10 th time in 2 1/2 days should show you, that it’s really damn good \m/^^\m/ The album was released here on October 19th and should be available on October 22nd in America too if I remember rightly. Oh and one last thing. When I say that a song from this album could be found on a Slipknot album then it’s mainly because of Corey Taylors distinctive voice (especially when he uses the screams you mainly await on a Slipknot album). But with this album they (Stone Sour) moved even further away from Slipknot and they are showing once more that this band is a package full of wonders (music-wise).

Rock on \m/^^\m/

 

Picture source =

http://www.google.de/imgres?um=1&hl=de&sa=N&biw=1366&bih=600&tbm=isch&tbnid=cC-TL33MbO_zIM:&imgrefurl=http://de.7digital.com/artist/stone-sour/release/house-of-gold-and-bones-part-1&docid=d7bkyaHmBvQ1bM&imgurl=http://cdn.7static.com/static/img/sleeveart/00/019/733/0001973307_500.jpg&w=500&h=500&ei=GVCEUMj3NovAtAaZt4GQDg&zoom=1&iact=rc&dur=4&sig=114946976113412077627&page=1&tbnh=145&tbnw=139&start=0&ndsp=22&ved=1t:429,r:16,s:0,i:120&tx=54&ty=57

Man, that’s a damn long address…. -_____-

Concept Art (a few samples)

Hello. Well, it’s been a while, since I last uploaded a blog entry (sorry). This time, I want to show you (yes you two), some pieces of the concept art that I created a while ago. It is only a very small portion (maybe 1 %) of all the concept art that I have created over… well, maybe twelve years (?). 

They are basically alpha versions, created within 2-5 minutes. The concept art that was created for my books (mainly for Moribund Worlds (working title) and Grim) won’t be shown here.The designs which you’ll see here are all in a very early stage but I hope that you’ll enjoy them at least a tiny bit ;) . I’m not a professional concept artist (duh), but I love painting, drawing and creating stuff. So, if you would like to use some of my designs etc. please contact me via Twitter (no direct message please) or E-Mail. All links are at the bottom of this post. Here’s an example, how the alpha version looks like (felt pen on paper) and for comparison a finished concept art piece (created with acrylic paint on cardboard). I also use graphic-tablets and digital painting programs sometimes.

Alpha version

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Finished version

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I hope that you liked these early designs and that you’ll have a great day.

Thanks for watching \m/^^\m/

 

Links:

https://twitter.com/SidneyBrehm

E-Mail: sobrehm@googlemail.com

More of my creations can be found here (and on Twitter)….

http://samael-sh0-to-5.deviantart.com/

Accompanying music, for your writing and painting sessions “ Epic Goosebumps Edition”

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As always, this is all in my opinion. You might not get goose bumps (if that’s the case, you might be an alien though O.o).

Btw. it’s been a while since my last post (I’ve been extremely busy and I still am).

And now, please enjoy the music that I found in the endless and sometimes creepy realms of youtube. It was dark in there, but luckily my trusty, old pumpkin was by my side… even though his jokes were rather corny :/ 

 

Princess Mononoke – Legend of Ashitaka Soundtrack [HQ]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8XOV2L-eM38

 

Dark Souls 2 Trailer Theme Extended

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Exep5sjl0Q

 

Mass Effect – We Simply… Are

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WJWTx1v1adI

 

John Dreamer – Mass Effect 3 EPIC MUSIC “End of my Journey”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JN25hbDMWUA

 

Reignite – Mass Effect/Shepard Tribute Song by Malukah

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=re32xnyYP3A

 

Transformers – Arrival To Earth (Unreleased Original Version)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kk5-G5BLxsQ

 

Pacific Rim Main Theme – Ramin Djawadi

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sH_6iFYiryY

 

Killzone 3 Official Soundtrack Main Menu Theme: And Ever We Fight On (Extended)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PHYDP44g9-4&list=PLEv6ZOEXiJYniNTZrn8nWmiOWAwK9cnE1&index=44

 

Future World Music – Passion of Victory

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vDQbbjni_B0&list=PLEv6ZOEXiJYniNTZrn8nWmiOWAwK9cnE1

 

Mass Effect – We Simply… Are

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WJWTx1v1adI

 

And the painting? Glad that you ask (you two). I made it myself (you can look at my deviantart.com account if you like, for more paintings and concept art =  http://samael-sh0-to-5.deviantart.com/  ).

Moribund Worlds: Serendipity – “Short Snippet” from my sci fi book.

Hello, it’s been a while, but here is a new post for you all. It is not from Grim (the book which is pretty much finished now… Ok, I need to edit it a tiny… I mean a little more -.-).

The little snippet, which you’re going to read (maybe), is from Moribund Worlds: Serendipity (Duh XD). It is the first book of my planned epic, horror, action, sci-fi saga (4-8 books are planned). Book one (Serendipity) is pretty far in its development-cycle (not nearly as far as Grim, but I’m pleased with the progress). Moribund Worlds will be a hybrid with elements from many sci-fi and horror movies/games that influenced me (the first few chapters are a homage to one of my favourite sci fi horror movies of all time). Slower parts, will mix with epic battles, strong horror and gore elements and a hopefully believeable sci-fi universe (if that is possible)

This snippet here, has been edited a little already and is not extremely raw, but still not finished (keep that in mind pleeaase). It is from a pretty calm section of the book and I just wanted to upload it before I’ll introduce the main characters. Serendipity starts like a classic sci-fi horror movie/book, but later it…. well, I’ll tell you more about what you can find in the final product soonish (always without spoilers!!!). Maybe I’ll upload some other snippets of the book here in the near future. But the next snippets you’ll see on my blog, will be from Darkest Ages (fantasy book) and from Grim (see the “Meet Nathan” blog post, to read a first snippet from it).

Btw, the cover design is just a placeholder!

And now I wish you… something :p Have fun reading chapter one and a part of chapter 2 from Moribund Worlds: Serendipity (hopefully).

 

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 Chapter 1 Playtime

 

Year 2125 June 5th Moon Serendipity 15 light-years away from earth in the Gliese 876 star-system

 

   “Haha, bet you won’t catch me you snail!” Bobby teases his brother and runs out of the small improvised looking metal building.

   “I always catch you, you… you dummy!” Tim shouts and follows his brother outside.

The bright light flashes into his eyes, blinding him for a second. His brother is nowhere in sight, but he can see the footprints he left in the freshly fallen snow on this ice encrusted moon.

   “Bobby, Tim, be careful when you play outside!” A female voice shouts after them.

   “Yeah, sure mom, we’ll be back soon!” Tim answers and starts following the footprints his brother left for him. It will take him a while, like every time, but finally he’ll catch him and then he’ll soap his brothers’ face with some snow and ice. Well, at least that’s his plan. Tim takes a last look back at his parents’ house. It’s made of steel and reflecting, golden foil, just like all the other nearly eighty houses here around.

The small settlement has been incorporated eighteen years ago as one of the first colonies on an exosolar world.

Why his parents had chosen this damn cold rock, which circles an enormous gas-giant, will always be a miracle for him. Here are only a handful of kids and most of them aren’t old enough to play with him and his brother. Sometimes he wishes to live on earth, even though it’s hopelessly overcrowded and polluted. Well, he has no choice. His parents are both exo-biologists and their job is to search for life on other planets. Tim will never forget when the first bacteria and smaller worms were found and what for a huge deal everyone made out of this.

   “Pfft, boring stuff.” He huffs while running after his brother, but how the hell could he have escaped so fast?

   “Bobby, this gets boring!” He shouts while he slowly loses sight of the colony. The sun is still shining strong and no cloud is to be seen. Just the glistening stars and an endless icy desert with ragged mountains are surrounding him.

   “Bobby, come on, this is so unfair! I’ll tell mom and dad that you went so far away from our home!” Tim shouts, but still no answer from Bobby. Slowly a bad feeling captures Tim’s stomach and he runs as fast as he can. If there would be bigger alien life-forms, his parents or any other of the colonists might have found them already, but what if not? He searches every hole, every smaller cave he encounter on his way. His parents would kill him if he loses his brother during a stupid catch me if you can game.

 

The orange, red and yellow colored gas-giant slowly moves on the firmament while Tim still can’t seem to keep up with his brother. But what is that?

   “Oh damn, no.” Tim never has been that far away from the colony and what he sees, seems fairly similar to some vistas on earth he had seen on TV.

   “Wow.” He grunts gasping for fresh, icy cold air. He stands on higher ground, near a huge plain field. It just looks like a damn giant, frozen lake. Perfect for ice-skating he thinks but he hesitates tipping it with his foot. Maybe it’s liquidly under the surface and he’ll drown, and nobody would find him in time.

   “Nah, I’m not going on that, but it looks beautiful.” He whispers and for a moment he forgets about his brother whose footprints are following a corner around a small ragged iced rock.

   “Do mom and dad know about this place? Why haven’t they showed us this?” Tim whispers and rubs his hands to warm them a bit. He’s so flashed with this vista, that he doesn’t hear the creeping shadow behind him, which comes nearer and nearer. It’s so near now, that he normally should feel the frozen breath that fills the air.

   “Gotcha!” A voice shouts and someone pokes Tim so hard that he looses his grip.

Shocked, Tim turns around while falling a meter deep and looks into the widening eyes of his brother.

   “That was so unfai…” Tim hits the even, mirroring, icy surface he hesitated touching before. But now he has no chance and while he hits said surface, it cracks under his tiny weight.

For a split second he thinks it will hold him, but it doesn’t. The ice completely breaks and Tim tumbles again. He doesn’t feel any water, just a seemingly never ending fall awaits him.

 

Chapter 2 Unintentional Discovery

 

Tim eventually hits the ground after a three meters deep fall, landing on his back. He hears a cracking noise and he screams in pain, “You idiot!” He shouts while his brother looks down at him, his face pale and shocked.

   “Oh man, oh man, I’m so sorry. Damn! Are, are you okay?” Bobby asks holding his right hand in front of his mouth.

   “No you dumbass, I’m not okay. I guess my ribs are broken you douchebag!”

   “What am I to do?”

   “Get mom or dad or both of them here… fast!” Tim holds his left side, searching for the broken ribs.     

   “Dammit!” Tim pulls out a small, silver ampule from one of his jacket pockets.

   “But the… they’ll know that we went too far away from the colony. You know that this means being grounded for two months?!” Bobby protests.

   “So, you want me to die here?” Tim asks and flips the tip of the silvery ampule.

   “N… no, ok, I’ll bring mom and dad with me. Don’t leave ok?”

   “Do I look like I could leave so easily?” Tim presses a small button at the side of the ampule and a pretty thick needle pops out of the top of it.

   “I’ll be back soon, I promise!” Bobby shouts and Tim can hear that his brother runs like hell. He better do so, or else he would beat him up real badly when he’ll be ok in a few days. Tim clenches his teeth and rams the needle into his chest where he can feel the broken ribs.

He huffs and hits the ground with his bare knuckles, while he empties the inside of the ampule into his torso. It’s a burning pain at first, but a second later it feels like a menthol drop is melting in his chest and after that all the pain is magically gone.

   “Thanks dad for giving me this. Man what would I have done without the Medi Foam.” He sighs and stands up, while the synthetic morphine fills his veins and starts the repair of his broken ribs. Small nano-bots are already trying to fix the broken ribs and the damaged flesh. Tim feels a lot better already and flings away the small silver ampule.

Cling cling cling…!

   “Huh? What’s that? This sounds strange.” The ampule vanishes in the darkness with a strange clicking noise till it stops moving. Tim remembers that he has a small LED flashlight in his right pocket. He searches it and e voila there it is. He turns the light, and can’t believe his eyes.

 

After a while Bobby arrives at the colony and enters his parents’ house. Totally exhausted he shouts for his mom and dad, “Mom… dad! Something happened to Tim, please come follow me!”

   “What? What happened? Where is Tim?” His mom rushes down the stairs, her eyes widened and in her shaking, cramping hands she still holds an old fashioned sheet of paper.

   “He…”

   “What’s the noise, who is lost?” His dad comes out of the near living room, rubbing his eyes, still a bit sleepy because he obviously couldn’t finish his little nap.

   “Tim fell down into a weird looking cave when we played catch me if you can.” Bobby can see how the anger and panic in his parents faces rises.

   “What? Where is he? Speak!” His mom shouts while his dad already grabs his keys.

 

Los Angeles Travel from April 1st to April 10th with photos

Bam, there it was. The opportunity to visit Los Angeles and so, my brother and I had to take it. We flew over the big pond…. and a lot of land masses, to reach our desired destination.

We started our visit in Hamburg, flew over to London via British Airways (it was cloudy as hell ;)  ) and then we finally traveled via American Airlines to Los Angeles. We arrived at evening in Los Angeles and waited four hours, till we were able to leave LAX in one of those rental car busses. We went to our car rental service (Dollar Rental Car… I hope to see some money for advertising hehe. JK). Ok, we waited there for another one and a half hour, till I was able to pick one of the many cars (there were four economy class cars XD). Well, I picked a small car. It was a Ford Fiesta (money for advertisements please to…). The car was a bit scratched, but overall in good shape and so we left the rental car parking lot and after a short while we entered one of the Freeways? Highways? I don’t know what it was, but it was overwhelming. I’ve never seen a five lane highway and so many cars at once before. Plus the first time we stepped out of the LAX terminal, the warmth and the overall impression was amazing.

Later we arrived in Calabasas and finally made it to the Good Nite Inn Calabasas motel. The whole crew there was unbelievably nice and courteous plus our room was pretty good too (didn’t expect that). From here on, I will only name some of the places we visited, because let’s face it, I’m a lazy f*ck :p Oh and when I say we drove here and there, I mean that I drove. My brother wasn’t old enough to drive in California.

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 Yosemite National Park

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We woke up early (no jetlag) and started our day with a visit at the local Starbucks (the moment I got addicted to iced tea chai latte) and Albertsons (man, I’ve never seen so many gallons of sunny d, milk etc. before O.O). The cinnamon chocolate bread and doughnuts were incredible btw. After that, I tried to find some snow chains, but was told, that we wouldn’t need them (contrary to what I read online).

We left LA and drove up to the Yosemite National Park and it was again very overwhelming for me to drive on these huge highways/freeways. It was great fun too, because nearly every driver we encountered would behave nice and foresighted. You might wonder why I mention it here, but here in Germany it’s not fun driving around and seems more like war most of the time (no kidding).  It was easy for me to merge in a full lane which was shocking (in a really good way). Here in Germany no one seems to know how the alternately merging traffic system works. The only thing I realized was, that you can’t drive as fast as you want (it’s possible in Germany on the freeways), which was a bit irritating at first (I wanted to go full speed so badly at times, but oh well ;) ).

Later my brother and I arrived after several hours of driving through beautiful landscapes and some smaller towns/settlements.

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Let me get this straight, Yosemite National Park and the other Parks we visited in California are all amazing and beautiful. I don’t know if you all know how lucky you all are, to have this amazing landscape right in front of you (well more or less in front of you). I can only recommend those parks to everyone who has the time and money to visit them.

Yosemite in particular was breathtakingly beautiful. We arrived at a time where the waterfalls were extremely active which was great btw. The views were fantastic and it was a shame that we only could stay there for a few hours. Some roads were closed due to snow and ice, but we saw two famous waterfalls, the half dome and El Capitan. Simply an awesome day, where we witnessed true beauty and several eagles and squirrels: p. Yes, I had to mention the squirrels, because they were everywhere.

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Mount Whitney

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We woke up early again and started our journey to Mount Whitney. We had to drive through the desert (first time ever for us). The desert was something special, because I never thought that it was this beautiful and varied. We drove along a huge salt-lake (Owens lake afaik) and we bought some stuff in the small town Lone Pine (nice place). We then talked to the rangers at their station (very nice guys) and they told us, that we wouldn’t be able to make it up to the very top of Mount Whitney because of ice and snow again XD. Not a big deal for us, because we had to go back to LA this day and weren’t prepared for a two day trip. We arrived later at the Whitney Portal and met some other hikers. We took our stuff and hiked quite a while up the narrow path, until we had to turn around eventually. The views we got there were overwhelming. The sheer height was unbelievable for us (lone pine was sooooo small from up here). We then drove back, after we hiked at the Portal for a while.

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Because it was my birthday, I wanted to have a quieter day. We visited Hollywood, the observatory, some parks and drove through many places in this huge town (thanks to the navigation system we never got lost). I never thought that many parts of LA would be that green and I really liked the mountain lion warnings here and there (we never saw one). All in all it was a really quiet day for us, but none the less very interesting for us, because many parts. It was also the first time that I saw one of the buildings that got destroyed in Independence Day (Will Smith movie). Luckily they had repaired it just in time for us to see it live XD … I hope you know that I’m kidding, right?

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Nevada, Rachel/Area 51 and a tiny bit of Las Vegas

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I have always been a sci-fi and aliens fan. Because of this it was only logically for me and my brother to visit the famous military installation (as far as possible at least). First of all, we didn’t knew exactly where to go (ok, this time our navigation system didn’t know where Rachel was), so we drove through the desert again, saw a part of the Death Valley and then we f*cked up our trip a bit. We drove to Pahrump, because we didn’t plan our trip as much as we should have done. Well, so we took our time and finally made it to Las Vegas. LV looks nice by day I thought, but we only saw a very small portion of it. It took us many hours till we arrived at the Little A’le’Inn bar and motel, where we got a map, to find the black mailbox etc. The black mailbox wasn’t black btw, what a bummer. I cried the next ten days because of this earth shattering false advertisement in my secret hideout. When we arrived there, it was so dark, that we hardly found the dusty tracks and we gave up to see the famous warning signs (next time :p). It was very late, when we arrived in Las Vegas again and damn, this city looks magically at night. All those lights, the gold, silvery lights and the many casinos, the pyramid etc, looked quite impressive at night. I have to confess, that I was really tired, after we left LV behind us. I had been driving for many hours straight (we started at 6 am or so and it was 1 am when I got seriously tired). So I had to take a few breaks here and there, followed by one half hour power nap and a few energy drinks. And e voila, we arrived at 4.25 am XD  slept for a few hours before we planned our next trip.

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Kings Canyon/Sequoia National Park

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I won’t write much about it. It was just stunning and wonderful. The whole trip was beautiful and seeing the orange, lemon etc. plantation was really cool. Plus, seeing a real, wild brown-bear, the redwoods and Kings Canyon was extremely satisfying. Enough said. Time for some photos.

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The last day in LA (for now ;)  )

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Same as every morning, we started relatively early and this time we visited LA again. We drove to the Pacific (windy as hell, but also very beautiful). Malibu and the rest of Calabasas were nice too. We visited Hollywood and the walk of fame again and ate at Hooters. And let me tell you something… the food there isn’t that great but not bad either. It’s just ok, and the waitresses wore too much makeup (they would have been beautiful without the tons of stuff on their faces). It might just be me, but I’m the kind of guy who likes women more, when they don’t overuse makeup. Ok, let’s stop this gibberish. Long story short, this was our last day in LA, and the last thing we visited, was the Santa Monica Pier. Also a must see in my book.

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The next day, we had to return our rental car and head for the Airport (LAX), only to learn, that our flight wouldn’t take off, and so we waited for 8 (?) hours for another flight, right to London and from there, back to Hamburg. Btw, I drive an old VW Polo here in Germany with stick shift and not an automatic one like the rental Ford Fiesta. Man I had a hard time figuring out, why my car was so loud here XD Seriously, it was awkward driving a car with stick shift again, after thousands of miles with an automatic.

And now some fun facts

1 It doesn’t matter where you live, Starbucks always writes your name wrong

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2 This drink isn’t that great (but not bad). It had no effect -_______-

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3 Listening to the Red Hot Chili Peppers during long trips in LA/the desert etc, was pretty damn epic.

4 My brother and I ate so much stuff, that we sometimes felt like balloons.

5 This was just a small collection of photos (I made over 500).

I can’t wait for my next travels. Next on the list are London, New York, Washington, Toronto, Boston (?) and LA again. Yep, I think that I fell in love with LA, there you have it.

See you all next time \m/^^\m/

Summer Time (very short short story = 499 words)

Here is a new short story. I used the word grammar/spell check and I still don’t think that it really helps (I think it produces more errors, but ok). Anyway, I hope you’ll enjoy this really really short story (my goal was to not use more than 500 words… success yay and now a little party XD).

Summer Time (499 words)

The sun shines brightly on this warm summer day. A young man sits in a train, together with many other people. The cool breeze from the air conditioning in the train is very pleasant for him, while he reads a thick book and listens to some music on his mp3 player. The train rumbles through the city. Endless numbers of cars, houses, grey streets and some bright green trees are flying past. Younger children are fascinated by the view. They are asking their parents about the purpose of some buildings and how many cars there might be. But the young man doesn’t look outside of the big, clear window next to him. He has seen the city and its big, concrete monoliths for a long time now. Living in a big city is kind of boring for him. Sure, there are many possibilities and a lot to do there, but he is always more than happy, when he can visit his family in his small hometown.

Screech! The train stops gently. A handful of people leave the train, only to be replaced by dozens more.

A big man approaches the bookworm and without asking, the hulk places his sweaty, barely in his pants fitting butt right next to the young man.

   “Fine, I didn’t want to breathe anyway.” The young man thinks, while he must inhale the smelly transpiration from the big guy.

Still reading, he forgets to witness the moment, where the crowded city gets replaced with the idyllic rural areas.

Sniff, sniff. He lowers his book, wondering, what he smells. He looks to his left. The big guy has fallen asleep. The sour stench is being covered by a sweet, somehow grassy smell. He looks out of the big, clear window, while the air condition is blowing a slight breeze in his face.

   “How nice.” He whispers to himself. Yellow fields of Brassica Napus are blooming between the green and dense looking forests. A few smaller farms and settlements here and there are adding a bit more romantic to the beautiful setting. Some cows and a few sheep here and there can be seen too and how they browse on the juicy grass.

How he missed all this in the big city. His eyes start to water and he starts to get a runny nose.

He grabs an already used tissue and sneezes.

Memories start to flicker in his mind. He remembers how he played with his friends in the backyard of his parents’ house, during the summer time and how much fun it was. He sneezes again and his eyes are getting more reddish, while he enjoys the yellow fields, green hills and forests. Even the big stinky guy doesn’t bother him anymore, while he looks out of the window, with his reddish eyes, breathing in the smell of flowers and grass.

Then he thinks, “Everything would be so damn perfect right now…. if only I wouldn’t have such a fu**ing hayfever.”  -_____-

 

Grim-book-cover design number one

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This is the first cover design for my work in progress book, called Grim (I try very hard to finish it by mid-June). It might be the first cover design, but the final cover version won`t differ much anyway ;)

If you like to know how the general feeling of my book will be, then you should listen to Stone Sours Red City, while you look at the painting (btw. 60×40 cm acrylic on canvas and it’s not for sale).

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