Saturday, November 10th, 2007

1:49PM

Music: Erasus by Subkulture (I really need to find more dark/inspiring music I haven't heard before)

 

...is incredibly boring. I can't think of anything to write. My ideas always get diluted by input from other things I like... I need a cottage like that guy from Secret Window, that would kick so much ass. Just to have a cozy retreat somewhere, a place where I can just write and think without outside influences.

 

So lol, future novels? They WILL be written, I'm just tired at the immediate moment and theres people walking around and talking loud.

 

Out There (horror/fiction) 3 pages (thus far) - Current project

Synopsis: Following the story of a boy called Blake, receives inspiration during a session with a psychiatrist. Propelled by his obsession with the occult, he travels south from Portland, Maine, to the Eliraz University of Massachusetts. Along the way he meets a girl named Cole, and they both descend upon the small, black-leather bound book, locked in the Library vault of Eliraz; neither knowing that they will be thrust into a dark world, hiding beneath the surface of the one they knew.

 

Noumenal (horror/fiction) a few previous blogs worth of unrefined ideas/thoughts - Current project

Synopsis: A story following the journey of Adam, in a world following the end of the universe. There was no crushing of matter back together to bring the Big Bang to a dramatic close. There was no judgement day. The protagonist searches for a way to escape and survive the Chaos, a broken and fragmented semi-reality of the demented thoughts and nightmares of the insane, while trying to maintain his own mental stability. On his journey he learns much about himself and mankind, guided by a malicious and sympathetic disembodied voice; whether it is real or a manifestation of his own growing insanity, he knows there must be a beginning within the end.

 

The Plague (horror/sci-fi) a few stories posted on deviant art years ago - Current project

Synopsis: First-lieutenant Eran wakes up on a derelict cryo-ship, floating in the cold, empty vacuum of space. The rest of the passengers are dead, and the power is failing. With a limited supply of air and energy, he sends out a distress signal, unsure who, if anyone, will answer in time, when the ships computer tells him it has been almost 3000 years since his last awakening. Uncertain and shaken, he sits in the dimly-lit darkness with the bones and dust, awaiting rescue. Nothing could prepare him for the dark, cruel, and unfamiliar universe that barely resembles the one he once knew.

 

Okay, these are my 3 main projects on which I am focusing my attention.