Person of Ridiculousness

If Darwin could have read Kevin’s thoughts, he’d have fallen into the lava. It was bad enough that Kevin and Kendra shared a night, but Darwin wouldn’t have been able to handle the thought that Kevin is sleeping with Allison. Darwin much prefers the Kevin he knows, the man who owns a geeky Fireball +5 lighter than the popular ladies man than Kevin appears to be.

Thanks to everyone who read Page 43! It had a massive 233 visitors on Monday when it was published, which is the most visits of any page I’ve ever had before!!! It makes me happy when I get so many visitors.

Brother’s Malarkey won’t be appearing this week due to enforced socialism, the kind that drags me out of the house when I should be working.


Confused Shuffle

For those of you confused about page 41, I suggest reading page 25. There is meaning behind Darwin’s madness, and not just his love of duct tape. Page 22 may also be some good reading, at least to review a certain shuffle. If Kevin was behind the sneaking around in the leaves before, then what was under the leaves this time that bumped into Darwin’s ladder?

Not sure if anyone’s heard about this yet or not, but Ada Lovelace is coming to the big screen. Ever since learning about her last March 24th during Ada Lovelace Day, I’ve been a big fan. She is known as the world’s first computer programmer, having written an algorithm in 1842. Zooey Deschanel is rumored to be in talks over playing Ada, which may be a good fit for the role. Deschanel’s got that intelligent yet incredibly awkward type of vibe about her, which a stereotypical geek would have, although how that type of take on Ada fits in with the period she lived in has yet to be seen.

Personally, my take on Ada, would be as a character in a Steampunk comic, quick sketch below.

Be Gentle, it’s my First Time

My transition between page 40 and 41 was rough, too rough. I thought to jump into another scene, but sometimes I forget to be nice about it. Complaints have been registered, heard, and agreed about. To remedy this, I’m not going to do anything immediate, but when issue 1 is done, there is going to be some additional pages in the book versus what’s on the web. These pages will provide a better transition in parts of the story that need it. In addition the pages will provide additional bonus content for those of you who purchase the book.

Page 41 features the crew after they’ve moved into the place. Kevin is coming back from checking in on Darwin and Steve. Although he didn’t find them, he did find all the equipment already setup and ready to go. When he get’s back Kendra and Allison are arguing, Hot Dog an innocent victim of their wrath. Wanting to try to straighten things out Kevin approached them, but when he realized they were arguing about him, he quickly turned around and headed outside to smoke.

This week I’ve scheduled my appointment to tour the Savannah College of Art and Design and reserved my hotel rooms. I’m super excited about it, but nervous. It would be an enormous transition for me, and not just geographical but an internal change to who I am. For the first time I’d be going to school to train my artistic and storytelling skills instead of my technical skills. It’s a big change from how I lived my life for the past 12 years. Part of me fears it’s a useless endeavor and I’ll never succeed, while the other part is thrilled and excited just to try.


Transition to Action

With the history of Kalisoma revealed, the intrepid, yet dysfunctional, adventurers have returned to the dreaded Springs to risk their lives picking up where Invicitus and his group left off. We see in this page where Allison has tricked Kendra into carrying her things. It wasn’t hard, not like Kendra needed much more than a slight nudge that somehow carrying the packages would make Kevin happy. The always charming Kevin is, in some ways, to blame since he is one of the reasons for the friction between Allison and Kendra. You’ll have to stay tuned in to see how things played, and what impact it may have on the group as a whole as they investigate a Springs where hundreds of people have been sacrificed to an ancient beast. Read more

Mountains of Madness

There are people who dream, and then there are people who dream of stories.

One of the strangest dreams I’ve had this week was inspired by H.P. Lovecraft. I’m a big fan of the author’s work and of the Arkham Horror games. Nothing holds my attention quite so well as a story that successfully mixes horror and madness, it’s those little shifts in reality, the ones that can’t exist but do, that can be the scariest of all.

Below I try to re-capture what occurred in the dream, normally I’m successful at remembering a bit of every dream I have.


Caught, I was held upside down by a trip snare. My two cats, Yoshi and Lilly mewed at my feet. Somehow the tabby’s had failed to warn me about the trap, some friends they were. I struggled to get free, but was unable to do so, no way I could stretch up high enough to get to the knot around my leg. Urgency filled me, feelings of being chased by something, I had to get out.

Luckily a stranger passed by, although no name was given, he fit what I imagined Lovecraft to look like. Helping me down, he scolded me, as if we were long lost friends and he had the right to.

“This is a dangerous place.” He said. “You know better than to be out here by myself.”

I shrugged, telling him I’d been at the temple of Bast, getting a blessing on my feline friends. Although a very uncommon thing to do, I’d wanted to make sure they they’d be protected if they ever were lost or hurt.

“You know better than to put your faith in the Gods.” He said.

I explained to him how Bast was born from the Old Gods, but not one of them, she wanted to protect the world against the Old Gods, not deliver it to them.

He didn’t seem to buy my excuse, and I stood under his penetrating gaze for some time before he turned and lead the way through the forest.

While traveling through the woods, I kept my cats in a carrier slung over my shoulder. I couldn’t help but worry they’d run away and I’d never be able to find them again. It was a foolish concern but one that filled me with anxiety.

Although Lovecraft warned me about the line, the not-so-subtle string that ran through the entire forest and up to the tip of the distant ‘Mountains of Madness’, I still tripped over it. I considered it no fault of my own, I’d been on the look out for the string, but it was as if my foot gravitated towards it. A warning bell, deep and thunderous peeled out over the world.

It wasn’t until I noticed the look of horror upon Lovecraft’s face that I’d realized what I had done.

“You’ve warned them.” He told me. “You’ve warned them we’re here.”


My cats in the real world work me up before the dream could proceed any further.

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