Sunday, April 29, 2007

Hot Naked Chicks @ SFFH.com

BREAKING NEWS: OVER 11,000 READS!

Dan C Rinnert relaunched his fiction website ScienceFictionFantasyHorror(and Bizarre).com this year and their relaunch story was from yours truly. "Hot Naked Chicks" was based on an image I received via the SFFH editor from artist Matthew Laznicka.

Since its publication in January 2007, "Hot Naked Chicks" has become one of the most read stories I've ever had on the SFFH site. It might be THE MOST READ STORY on the whole site. 11,000+ reads and still rising like mad. You can leave comments on the story at the site. Every read keeps this story in the Top Ten Most Read, so get reading, people, and thanks again for the support.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Flixster - come join the movie debate




Come and take the movie quiz at Flixster.com and we can see if we like the same movies.

http://www.flixster.com/servlet/invite/766925855pqfABCm

Sunday, April 22, 2007

bird song and the dinosaurs

...wait a minute, if they're talking about some dinosaurs having feathers and basically being the ancestors of modern birds, then doesn't that mean that, at some point in dinosaur history, the world was full of Dinosaur Song? And migrating birds (birds who live in different countries for either half of the year) - is there a dialect issue with migrating birds who originate from various coutnries or is there a 'breed voice' learned and used by the same species at the nesting end?

There's this entry on Bird Song on wikipedia which I just want to either totally rewrite or totally erase so someone with half a brain can have a go:

...birdsong is actually just a random cacophony of various sounds cobbled together.

Idiot. It's clear that if 'bird song' has lived as long as the dinosaurs, then their 'language' (and it is a fully-fledged language in my opinion, no pun intended) is fairly advanced. I wonder what the birds have really been saying all these millions of years.

Saturday, April 21, 2007

professional cleaners not professional art crit

LONDON (Reuters) - Transport workers in London have painted over a mural by world-renowned graffiti artist Banksy, erasing a piece of art estimated to be worth $500,000 (£250,000).

The mural, depicting a scene from the Quentin Tarantino movie Pulp Fiction in which Samuel L. Jackson and John Travolta are holding bananas instead of guns, was spray-painted on the side of an electricity substation around five years ago.

It became one of the most famous graffiti paintings by Banksy, a reclusive artist whose work has attracted star-studded buyers including Angelina Jolie and Jude Law.

Transport for London, whose workers white-washed the mural near the Old Street tube station earlier this month, was unapologetic, saying its policy was to remove all graffiti that created an atmosphere of 'neglect and social decay'.

"We recognise that there are those who view Banksy's work as legitimate art, but sadly our graffiti removal teams are staffed by professional cleaners not professional art critics," it said in a statement.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

the martyrisation of Cho Seung-Hui

...in his own words:



• You have vandalized my heart, raped my soul and torched my conscience. You thought it was one pathetic boy’s life you were extinguishing. Thanks to you, I die like Jesus Christ, to inspire generations of the weak and the defenseless people.

• Do you know what it feels to be spit on your face and to have trash shoved down your throat? Do you know what it feels like to dig your own grave?
Do you know what it feels like to have throat slashed from ear to ear? Do you know what it feels like to be torched alive?
Do you know what it feels like to be humiliated and be impaled upon on a cross? And left to bleed to death for your amusement? You have never felt a single ounce of pain your whole life. Did you want to inject as much misery in our lives as you can just because you can?

• You had everything you wanted. Your Mercedes wasn’t enough, you brats. Your golden necklaces weren’t enough, you snobs. Your trust fund wasn’t enough. Your vodka and Cognac weren’t enough. All your debaucheries weren’t enough. Those weren’t enough to fulfill your hedonistic needs. You had everything.

Monday, April 16, 2007

for the Virginia Tech 32:

I guess I can just keep on re-posting this article each fucking month the way things are going:


I said it in 2006, and here I am repeating myself in 2007.


The right to bear arms is an antiquated by-law for an Old Wild West that no longer exists - it's like allowing witches to still be burned on the streets of England. Don't the citizen of the U.S.A. realise there would be far fewer deaths from firearms if they DIDN'T have the right to bear arms? Don't they realise (like with the oil/car industry) that it's all an almighty corporate railroading of humanity in the name of commerce and profit margin for the few major conglomerates ruling this fucking planet? Don't they realise that they have forfeited other human rights in exchange for this photogenic full clip?

But I've had a better idea this year - and it's only a matter of time before my insane bout of fortune telling comes to fruition.


NUCLEAR WEAPONS FOR YOUR KIDDIES
thanks to Banksy for the use of his bombgirl image


* your kid getting teased at school?
* your kid complaining that school dinners suck?
* your kid not winning in the spelling bee?
* your kid wants more attention from the teacher?
* your kid can't be bothered to go to martial arts or simply learn diplomacy?


Don't put up with this crap - get your kiddies a nuclear weapon. Settle arguments in the ultimate evolved fashion. Don't bother shooting your schoolmate to death with a your big brother's hand gun, don't bother about beheading your teacher with daddy's sawn-off, take a KiddiesNuclearWeapon(tm) to school.


THAT'LL SHOW THEM.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

U.F.O. alien or transdimensional being?



...and apparently, this is what they look like. I know, you're going, "Mike, it's just a picture of a praying mantis you've been pissing around with in Photoshop." But you show this to writers like Whitley Strieber and they go, "Yup, that's what aliens look like, they talk without words." You show it to writers like Philip K Dick (before his untimely death) and he'd go, "Yup, that's the alien who showed me the pretty pictures in my head."

Just what the Don Higgins possesses otherwise sane sounding people (okay, writers and sane don't necessarily go together but...) to rant and rave that THESE CREATURES, yes, like the one above who look like harmless insects, have been prep'ing us for their imminent arrival on planet earth for the last two or three thousand years? Come they via spacecraft or via transdimensional means...

It's an enigma.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

She Gives Me The Fear, republished @ MyStory.com

...first published by Mark McLaughlin in his URBANITE magazine. "She Gives Me The Fear" has been on my free fiction section for the last couple of years until MyStory.com expressed an interest in hosting it. I said, why not. They said, cool.

Here is the story "She Gives Me The Fear" on MyStory.com - enjoy. There's talk of the owner Robin Scott sending me some sort of interview questionnaire at some point.

:)

Monday, April 09, 2007

PLANET OF THE OWLS first draft complete:

...this little book (50,000 words first draft) "Planet Of The Owls" was conceived and first started way back in 2005. Many short stories, publications and two issues of Chimeraworld have come and gone since its inception and my writing style has gone through a certain liberating transformation, much like the two central characters of the book). Planet of the Owls is the story of one globally catastrophic event shown from two distinctive perspectives: Marcus (who works at the Falafal kiosk in Oxford, England) and Su-Ki Chin (a nearly-fourteen-year-old girl from Beijing, China). It's a book for adults as it deals with the rape of the Earth by forces beyond our ken. It's gruesome, it's philosophical, it's just plain scary.

I'm glad it's finally resolved itself into some sort of shape - I was wondering if it ever would. But this Easter weekend has been a bit of a revelation and therefore the words have poured out. All good things come to he who waits, right?