Crazy Man Blog

It’s been about a week and I’ve completed the first revision of tthhee oddiissee . Why didn’t anyone tell me how many glaring mistakes there were in this thing? Jesus Christ, speak up. Anyway, I should get into the actual content of the Revision itself. This first revision is mostly about fixing some of the things I saw as major problems. I’ve gone over it before, but there’s a good amount of stuff that bothered me, especially in the early chapters. When I first started this, I wrote it, did a quick once over and sent it out. By the end I was much more careful and there was much less text to change. At least so far. The second revision may prove differently. That brings me to my next point. THIS IS NOT THE FINAL DRAFT . It’s much better than it was, but I would like to go over it two more times before I’m comfortable sending it out. I’m uploading a PDF to the Patreon of the first revision. Here’s what I’ll tell you so you can be prepared. I’ve formatted the PDF to be closer to a ma...

About a week ago, I posted the last chapter of tthhee oddiissee . It took over a year of my life to complete the whole story, but it’s done, finally. I’m not going to tell you that what I created was a perfect story and that it’s inherently great and waiting for just the right person to realize that and shower money and accolades upon us. I think it’s a fine story, but very uneven. By the end, I was pretty confident I found a groove that the story needed to be in, but it took a whole lot to find that groove. The first dozen or so chapters are pretty rough in my estimation. Hell, there’s an entire chapter that has been excised and I think the chapters on either end of the missing chapter need to be heavily reworked to fit into the story better than they do now. I’m going to give you a look behind the curtain. I had the idea for the first chapter of this, in some form or another, germinating in my head for years now. The only question I had was “What happens after he leaves the...

The Magician stands outside of the Rose, staring up at the structure in eager anticipation. He has been waiting a long time for this moment. There’s knocking coming from the structure. Knocks turn into bangs. Bangs turn into dents coming out from the metal man’s chest. It’s slow at first. A hand emerges from a seam in the man’s chest. Then another hand. The hands grab at either side of the opening and peel it apart. It is still dark inside the metal man, but the silhouette can be seen. Ro leaps out of the metal man, landing feet first. He is hesitant for a moment, getting his bearings. He takes a deep breath and holds it in. Reality. Ro stands up, showing off the way his body has changed yet again. He is as tall as usual, slim, but not worryingly so, and the fabric remnants of the sync pod cling to him, flowing in the wind as he walks towards the Magician. His scars are still intact, but have taken on a different shape: each one filled with the metal of the Silver Star. They shin...

Ro woke up to a dark, shadowy room with only trace amounts of sunlight. It had been overcast and snowing all week, so it hadn’t caught him off-guard. It was unusual for New York to be hit with so much snow this time of year, but Ro chalked it up to the domes causing strange weather patterns. And while Ro was expecting it to be cold, he wasn’t expecting it to be nearly as bad as it was. Even in the old warehouse space he could count on the heating to work a lot better than this. He looked around the bed, noticing that Sean wasn’t sleeping next to him. This wasn’t an unusual occurrence, Sean usually got up before Ro, but he usually tried to stick around until Ro woke up. Sean had told him how much he loved lounging around in their bed, but there wasn’t much warmth there that morning. Ro just figured he couldn’t stand the cold and was walking around downstairs, but he had the feeling that something else was happening. Something was wrong. Ro should’ve heard something coming from belo...

Are you still in there? Do you know me? Have you known me before? Will you know me in the future? I know you. I don’t know what’s inside. I don’t care. As long as you’re here. You’re incredible. You’re awe-inducing. You’re terrifying. You’re sad. I can feel it I’m scared. I can’t feel anything. How many people were here before me? How many people will there be afterwards? How long have you spent in the ground now? How long will you keep going? You’re still operating. You’re still alive. You might as well be dead. Stay here. I want to stay here with you. I want you to keep me safe. I want to keep you from harm. I don’t know what’s going to happen to you. I don’t want to know what’s going to happen to me. They’re all leaving. They all have to go. I have to go. I have to leave. I want to stay. I want you to leave. There’s no time left. You have all the time in the world. I don’t. You’re cruel. You’re kind. You’...

Ro rolled over, waking up to see Sean lying in his bed next to him, about an arms length away. Ro studied Sean close. He had a nice, slim body, somewhat toned, but nothing too crazy. He was also very pale; it seemed as if he hadn’t seen the sun in a very long time. Sean started to stir awake as well, staring back at Ro. He could hardly believe all eight feet of the man stretched out in front of him, especially when observing the clear skin over various parts of his body, showing off the gold understructure that made up so much of Ro’s internals. “Do you ever wonder if someone will try to strip the gold right out of you?” Sean said, half-asleep. “That’s a ridiculous thing to ask,” Ro said in return, amused. “I just woke up, give me a break,” Sean said, somewhat defensively. Ro just laughed. “Not ready to face the day yet?” “I don’t know,” Sean started, inching a little closer to Ro. “This is a really comfy bed. Besides, after last night, I might be walking funny for a while...