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Saving  Endangered Tron, is a must. 

I don’t know about you, but Tron was a very popular story in my book. It was inspiring and allowed many minds to see that even some of the most bizarre things can come to life for millions of people. (I.e. Starwars when it first came out) 

Happening Now, Fans are trotting to the rescue of Tron, as Disney has given it the axe. Movies have been saved in the past by fans, Vin diesels “Riddick,” only made it due to overwelming support on Mr. Diesels Facebook. Dead pool, axe’d twice, but was saved twice by fans and actors. The only reason the starship troopers franchise has made it his far (almost all those movies are painful to watch, except the first) is do to the cult like fan bases. 

So why am I posting to all of you about saving Tron? I’m not doing it as some cult fan member (which I might be) but I’m doing it as a writer that supports a very creative and imaginative story. It was a master piece in its own right, it was a great story about a character who created his own perfect world; through video games of course. Then went into that world! It’s beautiful!  ….sigh not I will have to watch it again! Also did I tell you that Tron revolutionized cgi’ing a complete modeled face of an actor. They were the first to do it. Then Avatar. (Or am k confusing the two?)

This movie motivated my early writings, even though they weren’t alike, they were inspired none the less. 

I would save it, so I suggest you to as well. Even if you don’t like it, think of it as your “good deed” for the day/week/month/year. All it takes is just signing the petition! 

Sign here https://www.change.org/p/walt-disney-revive-tron-3?recruiter=308336821&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=facebook&utm_campaign=autopublish&utm_term=mob-xs-no_src-reason_msg

It is complete! (Teaser)

Let the drums of triumph echo their beat in the distant. Let the fire works of victory light the night sky. Let the dance of accomplishment flow through the soul! 

Why?!

The story has been completely written. .. Yes. I said it. Front to back the story is finally completed. Total word count is 123,000ish.

Now the fun part, 2-4 weeks of intensive editing and scene changes. 3 editors to comb through it. 

I want no stone unturned for my first release for a novel. Word count is expected to drop a few thousand. 

I’ll be back later to provide further detail! And a new feature to the TMU is coming. 

Stay tuned!

It’s official. 

I have broken my streak of laziness !

I have offically registered my domain name. As you will see this is no longer “bbshortstories.wordpress.com”

Unpredictably, this page has evolved over the time I’ve been posting. It has gone from its original intention as a place where I post my short stories and ideas. It has now transformed into a full fledge multiverse of writings. I’ve done book tributes, book recommendations, soon maybe literal book reviews, short stories, ideas of short stories, full size novel synopsis/plots, novellas, movie reviews, novels I’m working on, extensive expansion of a Universe within a story, and  just normal general thoughts because I feel like it.

So I felt the short stories aspect needed to be broadened. Now it’s a story place, as much as it is everything in regards to reading and any  entertainment (movies, books, ideas, stories I hear, TV shows etc.) that reflects greatly on imaginative writings. 

You are now looking at the SkylerhawkesStories.com

So, as I should have done 5 days ago.

WELCOME! To my new humble abode!

I hope you visit frequently. I like to think it’s thought provoking and homey.  

So to my fellow writers, bloggers, editors, publishers, facebookers, Twitter’rs and any other form of cyber warrior out there! STAY TUNED! 

Jack Cambell’s latest, isn’t his greatest.

Yes, I’m speaking in regards to the great saga of the lost fleet. Don’t get me wrong, I love the books, well until recently. 

When I first started the series it was fresh, wonderfully enticing, and combined an idea I originally wanted to use. Thankfully he wrote a version of it that was very satisfying. 

Now, you’re probably wondering; why isn’t it his greatest? Jack Cambell’s (John G. Hemry) latest book LF:BF:Laviathan drowns the reader in the same long, and recently boring methodical approach to his battles. I mean give the man his credit, it’s vivid, but after 11 novels nothing has changed in that aspect. Frankly it almost felt overwhelming that I skipped a lot of the battle sequences. Why?  BlackJack always wins, and some character we “sort of” like, was killed… Ok sometimes I was pretty heart broken at some of my favorites dying. I would have cried if I wasn’t struggling with the over technical termed battles. 

This is not me saying the story was awful. No, actually, the story was still exciting and had me wanting to cut to the dramatic scenes, which Jack Cambell still delivers beautifully. (I predicted your ending Sir.)

Now I can’t say I have personally met this man, but I exchanged a few emails with him to discuss parts of his story and where he plans to take it. I’m happy that he hasn’t officially ended the series of either the lost stars or the lost fleet, but I’m not entirely sure when he plans on writing another. His a great writer, captivating Author and  wonderful story teller. The man needs a movie deal! I eagerly look forward to his next MSF novel.

Has anyone else read it yet? If so what did you think? 

And also, stay tuned!

Poison or Promise? You decide. 

Hello once again everyone, I was happy to see the support for the short excerpt from a fellow writer’s story. You all know it was pretty captivating, it is alright to admit you want to know more. *incert wink face here*

There will be more to come from Robert D. Fulmer in the future!

Now! To discuss the purpose of my title “Poison or Promise? You decide.”

There is no secret that I am talking about the caffeine over dose I’m sure is in my future. (Not really. Unfortunately life within the military and when I was a security guard as made me all to skilled and professional with my caffeine usage.) Don’t judge.

As I posted a week ago, a new tactic I tried helped me crunch out a large section of my story. 

Well I kept up the new tactic since last Thursday, but only on days where it was practical. Thanks to this new method I have completed *play a suspenseful drum beat* a whopping 30,000 words. I have maybe 20,000 left until I start the second portion of my story. Typing and editing…. *enter painfilled sickening face here.*

Anyone who writes or types, is well aware that you get faster the more you do it. To state, I have been typing a lot longer than I have been writing. So based off how much and how fast I write, it will tell you the speed in which I type. (10k words is child’s play.)

In the near future, I’ll share with you all about my motivation as to why I’m pushing this story through at an exponential rate.

But for now and as always people, Stay tuned!

Never before Seen Publicly – Come See

Feast Your Eyes on the trinkets I bring before you tonight!

Strangers, Followers and bloggers alike!

Happening here, happening now! Is the first peak at a story you wouldn’t read this early if I never was granted permission to share it.

THIS IS NOT A SCIENCE FICTION STORY – but i highly recommend reading it and providing any feed back.

Before you do read it, i do remind folks that this is original work, and basic rights are protected even by me sharing.

Ironically this is the first short story I have posted in sometime; says something about a possible alteration in my title. 


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“Anon of Brastalon/TiitledUnderReview”

Prologue:

He struggled to regain his footing. Once he got to his feet he continued to run. He heard yells and shrieks of agony from behind him but he fought the urge to look back; he knew he couldn’t bear the sight he would see and he couldn’t risk getting tripped up again if he hoped to survive. About thirty paces to his right was the edge of the plateau; the massive plateau on which the Capital city stood. The city itself was barely visible. It was the only light in the sea of darkness that surrounded him. He continued to run. He glanced to his left into the trees and saw nothing but darkness. He felt so alone. The darkness consumed everything; he could barely see his feet as they hit the ground. The Capital city seemed to be moving away from him as he ran. He ran until his legs could carry him no more; yet, felt no closer to the city than when he began. Eventually the screams behind him subsided and he felt a fleeting sense of relief; not for his current situation but because the pain that reached for him at every scream had finally ceased. He doubled over breathing heavily. He was still in shock from what had just happened, A caravan of not even two dozen men? And Acridian merchants at that!? He thought as he tried to regain his breath; How could this happen? And so close to the Capital City? It was like something out of a nightmare: they came straight from the shadows. As he thought, he noticed the silence around him. It made him shudder. He continued to recount the experience; They struck before we even saw them. I swear if I—. He didn’t have time to finish his thought before he felt a sharp pain directly below his left shoulder blade. The source of this pain carried enough force to put him on his knees. He struggled to breathe as his torso remained awkwardly upright, supported by his knees. Gravity pulled at his body and provoked it to turn with the bulk of his weight. As he rolled onto the ground, there was a loud ‘snap’ of the arrow in his back breaking under his weight and lodging itself further into his body; which sent a sharp pain through his chest. As his life faded away, the last thing he saw was the sigil of a red scorpion on the chest of a dark hooded figure. The figure reached for something and the Acridian closed his eyes and exhaled slowly. The last thing he felt was the touch of cold metal caressing his throat… and all was silent.”

Story by Robert D. Fulmer

Excerpt From: Anon. iBooks.

This material is protected by copyright.

picture credit can be found here Deviant Artist Aries

Soon to come!

Hello Everyone,

As you know, or hopefully knew, you are following what originally started out as being a short stories blog, with lengthy short stories posted on a monthly basis. (Yes, they were generally long.)

As time progressed this blog has grown, and as of 10pm (eastern standard) tonight I’ll stop being lazy and make it my own domain. To celebrate this very very late mile stone, I will featuring a small piece from a bigger story that belongs to fellow writer, poet, and friend of mine.

It’s exciting stuff, and it will be good to get in touch with my roots again. I.e posting a short story! 

So thank you everyone; for the traffic, the few people inspired enough to hit the “like button” and those even fewer who comment or message me their thoughts/comments. It means a lot. I know there aren’t thousands of you (yet) but to the many who activity flow through my website you make it enjoyable to keep the tradition going. 

And as alway, stay tuned! 

A Semi-Accomplishment.

I decided to dance to a new beat of the drum. Instead of what many would consider my normal day, which consists of me coming home, gym, food, and complaining about being too tired to write; I decided to take some energy pills right after work. You know, just to it spice it up.

Yes, I can hear your remarks alread about that being insane.. Just kidding, more people do than you think. And yes I was extremely tired when I woke up for work this morning. Coffee cured that.

So about last last night…

I crunched out an entire 10,000 word section of my story in the matter of hours. I wouldn’t have stop until I realized my caffeine was wearing off. I.e. Words, with unknown origins began appearing before every me; some a combination of two or more words and others I had no clue to how I created it. My mind was done and so was I!

Due to the exciting pace the story had reach I’ll be writing again tonight! Not that often when I have this kind of “awake time.”

Stay tuned!

Why not another one… Tribute! FrontLines Series by Marko Kloos

Well… Well… Well, look who we have here. Good to see you made your decision towards your new life. You have just graduated from slim, to kid. 

Now sit back, relax.. Kick your feet up and tell me about it.

Oh, you prefer to stand? I see the military has shit kicked some discipline in you. Maybe you might be more than a kid. Hmmmm we’ll see.

So you wanted to be a spacer; a marine, but you got placed in the Territorial Army? Kid, I hope you know that’s where the real soldiers go. That’s where you’ll find the real meaning of ground pounding. Besides that we have The shifting dirt, the fresh unrecycled air, and the very predictable weather patterns; you just can’t beat it having all that in your favor. Up there, in space, on terraformed/terraforming colonies, you get what you get and most of the time it is playing soldier and organized skirmishes.  

Hmmmm… What’s that noise there in your pocket?… call to arms? ….Ah… Which PRC? 

Oh… Detroit.. Well then I guess this ends our chat for today. The next time I see you, I predict you’ll be made into man. I’ll see you soon kid.. Stay safe. 

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This is just me being over fan-bitious. 

I’ll do one more to close out book one, but I think that’s all I’ll do. If you want to know more about the books and/or the author. Follow this link to his website Marko Kloos Website (http://www.munchkinwrangler.com/terms-of-enlistment/)

As always, stay tuned! 

Book Series Tribute: FrontLines by Marko Kloos

Ask yourself one question; if you could be anything in another life, what would it be? Wait, don’t tell me. Let’s add in some very defining attributes to your life.

You’re poor; you live in government welfare housing with hundreds of thousands if not millions of people. Adding more salt to the wound that is  your life, you are forced to live off government issued Calorie rations, meal to meal; Everyday. Not to mention if your neighborhood doesn’t fall in line with the laws, the government can and will cut off food, water, or electricity. You know, since you are living in “their city.” Besides all this, there are an abundance of criminal gangs roaming the street; mostly trying to take anything everyone else has.

So let’s recap, you’re dirt poor, your sole dependency is on a government that finds you very expendable and your neighbors would rather rob you at gun point than help you.. Your alternate life sounds fantastic.

So I’ll ask you again, if you could be anything in this life, what would it be?

Wait.. wait.. Wait.. I almost forgot. You’re only way out is joining the military.

Yeah I know, limits your options.

Sounds easy right? … Well I’ll just stop you right there and inform you that you might just be S.O.L. The military actually discourages you from serving.

I know I know; that’s complete nonsense, because if you walk outside right now you’ll probably be bombarded by recruiters. Well slim, in this new life, the recruiters sit back and think of new ways to turn people away from this prestigious military.

I can tell that our minds have clicked during this conversation and I now have second thoughts. I won’t ask you what you would be in the new life. What I should ask you is, could you even survive this new life?

Oh, you think you could? Well slim.. Good luck!

As always stay tuned!