<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776</id><updated>2009-11-07T22:44:51.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiction Engine</title><subtitle type='html'>The notions and machinations of a writer who likes to dwell in the dark and treacherous gorges and ravines of pop culture.  The Fiction Engine is powered by fantasy juice and liquid nightmare.  Ride it at your peril.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-267814613960105228</id><published>2009-11-03T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T18:08:54.303-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roller Derby'/><title type='text'>Monster's Brawl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SvJm7BCeniI/AAAAAAAABDg/-JrTkMduQME/s1600-h/monster%27s+ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400492067247791650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SvJm7BCeniI/AAAAAAAABDg/-JrTkMduQME/s400/monster%27s+ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monster's Brawl. The best Halloween I've had in a very long time. The wrestling was ferocious and theatrically brutal, just the way I like it. Well done Liger, great form on those high speed elbow drops - but abandoning your tag team member in the ring to be pummelled thrice by the opposition. What a cad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Pirate City Rollers put on a gruelling and gruesome show. The Hells Belles dealt to the Deadutantes 121-100. The brass fanfare goes to Lucy in Disguise who managed to score an astounding 18 points in one jam for the Hells Belles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheisse Minnelli was sent off for some high flying blocking out of play (naughty girl), and Bad Jelly and Pieces of Hate both put their bodies on the line for out fair and fearsome sport. Get well soon girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrills and spills a-gore. A brilliant 31st of October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://kid-liger.deviantart.com/"&gt;Michel Mulipola &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-267814613960105228?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/267814613960105228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=267814613960105228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/267814613960105228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/267814613960105228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/11/monsters-brawl.html' title='Monster&apos;s Brawl'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SvJm7BCeniI/AAAAAAAABDg/-JrTkMduQME/s72-c/monster%27s+ball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-9185650752215799041</id><published>2009-10-28T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T15:48:19.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Edwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roller Derby'/><title type='text'>Creep Thrills</title><content type='html'>Okay, admittedly I haven't just been typing away like a rabid baboon.  Here's what I've been getting up to in my spare time.  Yes, I'm the zombie in the red top hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qcK-Sb_1oxQ&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qcK-Sb_1oxQ&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-9185650752215799041?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/9185650752215799041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=9185650752215799041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/9185650752215799041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/9185650752215799041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/10/cheap-thrills.html' title='Creep Thrills'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-2497106649713478242</id><published>2009-10-21T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T19:33:20.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Edwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artists'/><title type='text'>The Balloons of Business</title><content type='html'>One very busy tap-typing monkey at the moment.  Pulled in all different directions by the ancient Cthulian gods, Commitment and Deadline.  Busy is good though, and when it's writing, Roller Derby and family, I can't really complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, this James Jean illustration sums it up nicely methinks.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/St_ECVyFVaI/AAAAAAAABDY/Ga2SF3PqURY/s1600-h/supertron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/St_ECVyFVaI/AAAAAAAABDY/Ga2SF3PqURY/s400/supertron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395246423099135394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-2497106649713478242?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/2497106649713478242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=2497106649713478242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/2497106649713478242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/2497106649713478242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/10/balloons-of-business.html' title='The Balloons of Business'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/St_ECVyFVaI/AAAAAAAABDY/Ga2SF3PqURY/s72-c/supertron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-6913321915084926876</id><published>2009-10-11T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T17:16:00.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orcland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts on Writing'/><title type='text'>Cottage Cheese: Orcland Chronicles, Episode 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/StJz0fQZ0LI/AAAAAAAABDI/z2QB6v9e5z0/s1600-h/steampunk_tree_house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/StJz0fQZ0LI/AAAAAAAABDI/z2QB6v9e5z0/s200/steampunk_tree_house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391499049496596658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwine has left the soap mines and has repaired to his tree infested lair to refine and craft soap and his own tangy and twisted varieties of cheese in happy, stir-crazy solitude.  Dwine hasn't been outside yet today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All work and no play&lt;br /&gt;All work and no play&lt;br /&gt;All work and no play&lt;br /&gt;All work and no play&lt;br /&gt;All work and no play&lt;br /&gt;All work and no play&lt;br /&gt;All work and no play makes Dwine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jests, japes and chicanery.  If one can have a jar of capers (Dwine has one in his magical cooling box), can one also have a jar of hi-jinx?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ti&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/StJ0GJCdRiI/AAAAAAAABDQ/vdt3NMag8tE/s1600-h/monster-drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/StJ0GJCdRiI/AAAAAAAABDQ/vdt3NMag8tE/s320/monster-drawing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391499352770168354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me Dwine went out and frolicked in the forest for a spell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-6913321915084926876?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/6913321915084926876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=6913321915084926876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/6913321915084926876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/6913321915084926876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/10/office-in-trees-orcland-chronicles.html' title='Cottage Cheese: Orcland Chronicles, Episode 8'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/StJz0fQZ0LI/AAAAAAAABDI/z2QB6v9e5z0/s72-c/steampunk_tree_house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-7859155875919034258</id><published>2009-10-07T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:29:42.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Edwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roller Derby'/><title type='text'>Necrography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Ss1ABCOp-6I/AAAAAAAABCY/O26LLOGd7zY/s1600-h/Deadwin2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390034715554741154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Ss1ABCOp-6I/AAAAAAAABCY/O26LLOGd7zY/s400/Deadwin2a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deadwin's wife is a necrographer. She embalms souls in her two dimensional tombs of paper and ink. Deadwin likes his new 2D residence. It's cosy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo by &lt;a href="http://narrative.co.nz/"&gt;Vanessa Parker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-7859155875919034258?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/7859155875919034258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=7859155875919034258&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/7859155875919034258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/7859155875919034258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/10/necrography.html' title='Necrography'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Ss1ABCOp-6I/AAAAAAAABCY/O26LLOGd7zY/s72-c/Deadwin2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-309504366487054850</id><published>2009-10-04T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T13:21:02.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roller Derby'/><title type='text'>Kiss Kiss Bash Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sslgygj8sDI/AAAAAAAABCQ/dVjQNuS_Fhk/s1600-h/RollerGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388944849975947314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 313px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sslgygj8sDI/AAAAAAAABCQ/dVjQNuS_Fhk/s320/RollerGirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Pirate City Rollers Circus of the Stars was a rolling, romping goregasm of an event. Mascara Massacre and Dead Wreckoning went for each other's throats with viscious abandon. Or viscous abandon in the case of Spew, who did some truly star jamming (14 points in one jam I believe).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Close on her proverbial tail was Skate the Muss who scored 12 points in one jam and Fia Fasi Oi who nailed 11 points. Girls, you is unstoppable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the blockers, I tip my hat to Big Mack and Bonnie Blaggard. Roller walls of certain doom those girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The evil empire, Dead Wreckoning, took out the bout. But upstarts Mascara Massacre gave them a bruising roll for their money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SslM35ONRMI/AAAAAAAABCA/uCA9ufI7sAI/s1600-h/tank_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388922952262436034" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 242px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SslM35ONRMI/AAAAAAAABCA/uCA9ufI7sAI/s320/tank_girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for the next bouts at Armageddon. Be there, coz we know where you live. And if we're unsure exactly, we may just nuke your suburb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao bellas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deadwin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-309504366487054850?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/309504366487054850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=309504366487054850&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/309504366487054850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/309504366487054850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/10/kiss-kiss-bash-bash.html' title='Kiss Kiss Bash Bash'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sslgygj8sDI/AAAAAAAABCQ/dVjQNuS_Fhk/s72-c/RollerGirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-2206509573245373080</id><published>2009-09-30T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:52:19.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roller Derby'/><title type='text'>Circus of the Scars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SsPrJ3PVHhI/AAAAAAAABBg/Bzfp3hUZ4hI/s1600-h/circus_13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SsPrJ3PVHhI/AAAAAAAABBg/Bzfp3hUZ4hI/s320/circus_13.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387408133944843794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll up, roll up!&lt;br /&gt;Feast your eyes on our banquet of brutality as our beautiful bad-girls of the big top block and bash their way to victory or bruised oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://piratecityrollers.com/Events.html"&gt;Circus of the Scars&lt;/a&gt;" - A Roller Derby three ring ripsnorter.  This Saturday 6pm at Skateland in Mt Wellington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SsPrXj_VS-I/AAAAAAAABBo/fvxYOwhIfeU/s1600-h/thriller2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SsPrXj_VS-I/AAAAAAAABBo/fvxYOwhIfeU/s320/thriller2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387408369295641570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come...and bring your brains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv,&lt;br /&gt;Deadwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Wreckoning and Massacre characters drawn by Kid Liger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-2206509573245373080?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/2206509573245373080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=2206509573245373080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/2206509573245373080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/2206509573245373080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/09/circus-of-scars.html' title='Circus of the Scars'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SsPrJ3PVHhI/AAAAAAAABBg/Bzfp3hUZ4hI/s72-c/circus_13.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-3953723009212811234</id><published>2009-09-25T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:42:00.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Edwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artists'/><title type='text'>Friday Freak Show</title><content type='html'>It's Friday here on the edge of reason. The words are in and the brains are out. I feel much like this kid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385306084126281858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SrxzWdcY0II/AAAAAAAABBQ/LVy0IZpmtpw/s320/trike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to your hare, it's off into the bewilderness for the weekend.  Ta ta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385306454852521154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SrxzsCgaTMI/AAAAAAAABBY/7FOhyq4vv24/s320/harebindle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images by &lt;a href="http://www.jamesjean.com/"&gt;James Jean&lt;/a&gt;. This guy is phenomenal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-3953723009212811234?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/3953723009212811234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=3953723009212811234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/3953723009212811234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/3953723009212811234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-freakshow.html' title='Friday Freak Show'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SrxzWdcY0II/AAAAAAAABBQ/LVy0IZpmtpw/s72-c/trike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-956368878707891992</id><published>2009-09-19T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T03:05:58.404-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Edwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fictoon Mission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts on Writing'/><title type='text'>Fictoon Mission Log</title><content type='html'>A few more graphic novels bite the dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From worst to best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SrSsx6fFrcI/AAAAAAAABBI/RH9gGAYwV34/s1600-h/joker+last+laugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SrSsx6fFrcI/AAAAAAAABBI/RH9gGAYwV34/s200/joker+last+laugh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383117428127804866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batman: The Joker's Last Laugh by Dixon &amp;amp; Beatty - a very weak plot focusing on 'cool' ideas and completely forgetting about character relationships or development.  A 'who's who' of DC characters most of whom I've never even heard of.  Yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SrSr5qTAxdI/AAAAAAAABAw/5RitCO57AAU/s1600-h/batman+hush+returns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SrSr5qTAxdI/AAAAAAAABAw/5RitCO57AAU/s200/batman+hush+returns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383116461709510098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Batman: Hush Returns by AJ Lieberman - some nice moments, particularly when dealing with the Joker.  I learned a few new things about my absolute favourite of villians.  Aside from the, too much burly heroes/villians duking it out for my liking.  Too much punch, not enough plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SrSsOqNbItI/AAAAAAAABA4/o6H3VRWP_Xw/s1600-h/tmnt-gn-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SrSsOqNbItI/AAAAAAAABA4/o6H3VRWP_Xw/s200/tmnt-gn-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383116822463324882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Book 1 by Eastman &amp;amp; Laird.  The original stuff, and much grittier than I remember the TV series being.  Cool to learn a bit more about the turtles' background, but the series still holds that special place in my heart.  A case for the power of development methinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catwoman: When in Rome by Jeph Loeb.  Simply and effectively told.  I learned a good deal more about my second favourite villian(ess) through a tight, engaging story.  Limited characters, limited scenarios, all used to their full potential.  And you know what's best about it?  Loeb got me to care a whole lot about his characters.  Caring is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SrSse0Urc7I/AAAAAAAABBA/FKs2XDjvU-I/s1600-h/CatwomanWheninRome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SrSse0Urc7I/AAAAAAAABBA/FKs2XDjvU-I/s320/CatwomanWheninRome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383117100056015794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-956368878707891992?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/956368878707891992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=956368878707891992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/956368878707891992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/956368878707891992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/09/fictoon-mission-log.html' title='Fictoon Mission Log'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SrSsx6fFrcI/AAAAAAAABBI/RH9gGAYwV34/s72-c/joker+last+laugh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-4843784034143848809</id><published>2009-09-15T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:22:51.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fictoon Mission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts on Writing'/><title type='text'>Salad Fingers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fat-pie.com/salad.htm"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381884100339547618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SrBLEycPveI/AAAAAAAABAg/QtvTXc0neUU/s320/salad+fingers.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Salad Fingers' by David Firth is a rare disturbing animated treat. It has a Roman Dirge quality to it, but is inherently more unsettling. There's an atmosphere of lurking dread that I love, and would love to be able to achieve effectively in my own work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gird your loins and enter the world of &lt;a href="http://www.fat-pie.com/salad.htm"&gt;Salad Fingers&lt;/a&gt; by clicking on the image above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-4843784034143848809?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/4843784034143848809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=4843784034143848809&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/4843784034143848809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/4843784034143848809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/09/salad-fingers.html' title='Salad Fingers'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SrBLEycPveI/AAAAAAAABAg/QtvTXc0neUU/s72-c/salad+fingers.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-2007516142879446259</id><published>2009-09-13T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:20:22.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fictoon Mission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animation'/><title type='text'>The Fictoon Mission 1</title><content type='html'>Let's call me Ahab, and let's call writing for animation my Whale.  Here begins a three year  crusade with the end goal being a gig writing for an established animated series.  Along the way, if I end up writing a few comics, mores the better.  Nothing like shooting for illustrated stars in an inked sky right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus begins my self-enforced Reading and Viewing log.  So far this month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dccomics.com/vertigo/graphic_novels/?gn=1616"&gt;Hellblazer - Hard Time&lt;/a&gt; by Brian Azzarello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sq1hS2J1prI/AAAAAAAABAI/4iURVvoyrzI/s1600-h/hellblazer+hard+times.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sq1hS2J1prI/AAAAAAAABAI/4iURVvoyrzI/s200/hellblazer+hard+times.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381064106179929778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Graphic Novel - Constantine goes to jail.  Beautifully depicted brutality.  Oz meets Twin Peaks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sq1hZrXGjmI/AAAAAAAABAQ/5Beti098Cko/s1600-h/Hellboy+-+Darkness_Calls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sq1hZrXGjmI/AAAAAAAABAQ/5Beti098Cko/s200/Hellboy+-+Darkness_Calls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381064223541857890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hellboy:_Darkness_Calls"&gt;Hellboy - Darkness Calls&lt;/a&gt; by Mike Mignola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Graphic Novel - Hellboy takes on Baba Yaga in her own mind.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0327597/"&gt;Coraline 3D&lt;/a&gt; by Henry Selick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sq1hmblna8I/AAAAAAAABAY/9ILwyAsj9go/s1600-h/coraline.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sq1hmblna8I/AAAAAAAABAY/9ILwyAsj9go/s200/coraline.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381064442646064066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Feature Animation - Gorgeous rendition of Neil Gaiman's book.  That Tim Burtonesque stop animation/CGI that I love so much.  And Ian McShayne always rocks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5COwner%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-2007516142879446259?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/2007516142879446259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=2007516142879446259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/2007516142879446259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/2007516142879446259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/09/fictoon-mission-1.html' title='The Fictoon Mission 1'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sq1hS2J1prI/AAAAAAAABAI/4iURVvoyrzI/s72-c/hellblazer+hard+times.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-1481392431883329450</id><published>2009-09-09T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:03:39.056-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hints and Tips from a Professional Writer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Stupiderman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SqhqlF-ny5I/AAAAAAAABAA/DSLyJHsaySg/s1600-h/spiderman3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SqhqlF-ny5I/AAAAAAAABAA/DSLyJHsaySg/s320/spiderman3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379666940386593682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, oh why, is the Spiderman trilogy so spine decalcifyingly stupid?  It's not the corny, melodramatic dialogue that constantly turns subtext into slap in the face supertext.  It's not the clunky and painfully predictable storylines.  At least not for me.  It's the fact that there's no jeopardy whatsoever.  Spiderman ends up with his arse embedded in brick walls, he bounces off hurtling subway trains, and survives a titanic battle with The Sandman with nothing more than a torn suit filled with sand.  Why should I care about these beautifully choreographed battle scenes if the protagonist can't die.  He's not risking a damn thing.  Hence, no jeopardy = no care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-1481392431883329450?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/1481392431883329450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=1481392431883329450&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/1481392431883329450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/1481392431883329450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/09/stupiderman.html' title='Stupiderman'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SqhqlF-ny5I/AAAAAAAABAA/DSLyJHsaySg/s72-c/spiderman3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-5614368003353485743</id><published>2009-09-07T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T14:05:57.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roller Derby'/><title type='text'>Rampaging Roller Girls of Rampant Wreckage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SqVz5J9zE2I/AAAAAAAAA_o/A43ZtBJQWM4/s1600-h/bloodbowl_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SqVz5J9zE2I/AAAAAAAAA_o/A43ZtBJQWM4/s400/bloodbowl_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378832755728782178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rampaging roller girls of rampant wreckage, that's what the &lt;a href="http://piratecityrollers.com/"&gt;Pirate City Rollers&lt;/a&gt; are!  And thank you to our Northern Nightmare sisters for joining us in ravaging the rink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The School of Hard Blocks graduated it's maidens of mayhem on Saturday in front of a capacity crowd at Skateland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the game was closer and gorier than a teenage pashing braces-entangle accident.  Teachers Threats came out on top, just, with 116 points.  So near yet so far, High School Blockouts scored an astounding 115 points.  The highest scoring game I can remember seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pick for Player of the Match would have to be Spew from the Northern Nightmares who slid fluidly and stealthily across that rink like...well...spew really.  Slippery and vicious that girl is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a grisly feud developed  between Bad Jelly and graduating girl Lil Miss Envy who pounded each other to pulp.  Both girls survived some bone shattering hits.  One tough witch and one tough sin sister there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy in Disguise and Scheisse Minelli (usually on the same team) gave each other bloody hell all night too.  Where's the love, eh girls?  Why can't we all just get along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this blood thirsty MC is baying for the next bloody bout on October 3rd at Skateland when Dead Wreckoning faces off against Mascara Massacre in the first league bout of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below - The Microphonic Maestros.  From left to right - Mic Riot, Lady Rukus and me, Deadwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SqV0PwEZbLI/AAAAAAAAA_w/SNVLdhXc-M4/s1600-h/mcs+r+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SqV0PwEZbLI/AAAAAAAAA_w/SNVLdhXc-M4/s320/mcs+r+us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378833143914130610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-5614368003353485743?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/5614368003353485743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=5614368003353485743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/5614368003353485743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/5614368003353485743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/09/rampaging-roller-girls-of-rampant.html' title='Rampaging Roller Girls of Rampant Wreckage'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SqVz5J9zE2I/AAAAAAAAA_o/A43ZtBJQWM4/s72-c/bloodbowl_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-491958532876648950</id><published>2009-09-03T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:07:50.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roller Derby'/><title type='text'>School of Hard Blocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SqCBa9yYFFI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/vOvna0Lukuc/s1600-h/derby+kid+liger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377440255342810194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SqCBa9yYFFI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/vOvna0Lukuc/s400/derby+kid+liger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SqCBTKoek4I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/dRt79ZlzPMA/s1600-h/derby+kid+liger.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School of Hard Blocks, this Saturday, 6pm at Skatleland in Mt Wellington.  Extreme roller derby action from the &lt;a href="http://www.piratecityrollers.com/"&gt;Pirate City Rollers &lt;/a&gt;for the vorcious voyeurs among you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This superlative comic extract is brought to you by &lt;a href="http://kid-liger.deviantart.com/"&gt;Kid Liger&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-491958532876648950?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/491958532876648950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=491958532876648950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/491958532876648950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/491958532876648950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-of-hard-blocks.html' title='School of Hard Blocks'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SqCBa9yYFFI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/vOvna0Lukuc/s72-c/derby+kid+liger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-8599629540367197775</id><published>2009-08-30T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:32:52.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Edwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hints and Tips from a Professional Writer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts on Writing'/><title type='text'>Screaming into the Darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Spst1qKSzqI/AAAAAAAAA-o/AHEpf0tpu0A/s1600-h/dead_snow_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375940980070600354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Spst1qKSzqI/AAAAAAAAA-o/AHEpf0tpu0A/s320/dead_snow_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dead Snow. Silly but fun. I felt the urge to watch this as part of my 'research' for the zombie script. More holes than a zombie's rotting face, but also some really fine moments. Spoiler Alert - p.o.v. shots from a character whose entrails are being pulled out by two nazi zombies. Lovely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SpsufOZ3cjI/AAAAAAAAA_I/KmEqwJjoWXA/s1600-h/TheScream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375941694174229042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SpsufOZ3cjI/AAAAAAAAA_I/KmEqwJjoWXA/s200/TheScream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That said, it did help me along the graveyard pathway to find the crypt with my name on it and what sort of movie I want to write. Silly - no. Gory - not so much. Quirky and funny - maybe, yes. It's all about voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SpsuOtJ14EI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TpPp1dgxK0o/s1600-h/homer+scream.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375941410370740290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SpsuOtJ14EI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TpPp1dgxK0o/s200/homer+scream.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finding one's voice - cliche and brutal reality. How do you get people to listen to you when you're screaming into the darkness? My scream doesn't need to be the loudest, but it needs to stand out from the cacophany of the legions of the damned. My zombie moan needs to be just that little bit different. A little sharper and fresher. And it needs to be inherently me. And what is that? I'm beginning to finally realise that it's quirky/funny. I can do scary, but I don't do serious. Macarbre, not grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I don't want to go Brain Dead on the movie, nor Dead Snow. But Dawn of the Dead had it's funny/quirky moments. 28 Days Later did as well. 28 weeks didn't, which is why I'm going to ignore it as an influence. Same with Rec. They took themselves too seriously. Dawn and 28 Days got it bang on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-8599629540367197775?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/8599629540367197775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=8599629540367197775&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/8599629540367197775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/8599629540367197775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/08/dead-snow.html' title='Screaming into the Darkness'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Spst1qKSzqI/AAAAAAAAA-o/AHEpf0tpu0A/s72-c/dead_snow_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-6958318668600488383</id><published>2009-08-13T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:13:18.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>Gunnerkrigg Court</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SoTyPTLgmtI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/IsrpjPjLNCA/s1600-h/gunnerwall800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369683000392981202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SoTyPTLgmtI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/IsrpjPjLNCA/s320/gunnerwall800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little gift for the end of the week. I stumbled across &lt;a href="http://www.gunnerkrigg.com/index2.php"&gt;Gunnerkrigg Court&lt;/a&gt; through io9. It's cute, gothic, and mysteriously addictive. Nicely told stories with simple, punchy graphics in the cartoony gothic style I love so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369683121813098018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SoTyWXgUjiI/AAAAAAAAA-g/YEBdFRP9BLY/s320/gunnerkrigg+court.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-6958318668600488383?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/6958318668600488383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=6958318668600488383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/6958318668600488383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/6958318668600488383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/08/gunnerkrigg-court.html' title='Gunnerkrigg Court'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SoTyPTLgmtI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/IsrpjPjLNCA/s72-c/gunnerwall800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-4625491134223970671</id><published>2009-08-11T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:01:35.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retro Sci-Fi'/><title type='text'>Thunder Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fb50GMmY5nk&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369647537637984066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SoTR_GH2h0I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/qUpFUYuVoLo/s320/Thundercats-Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Thunder Cats? I used to watch this religiously as a kid. Here's a truly groovy fan trailor for a non-existant Thundercats movie. Click on the logo and enjoy. Schnarf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-4625491134223970671?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/4625491134223970671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=4625491134223970671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/4625491134223970671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/4625491134223970671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/08/thunder-cats.html' title='Thunder Cats'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SoTR_GH2h0I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/qUpFUYuVoLo/s72-c/Thundercats-Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-945177821319898975</id><published>2009-08-09T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:53:41.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Edwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roller Derby'/><title type='text'>Derby Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sn975VpR1yI/AAAAAAAAA-A/jyGDoKTYsrI/s1600-h/pirate+city+rollers+logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368145505841960738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sn975VpR1yI/AAAAAAAAA-A/jyGDoKTYsrI/s320/pirate+city+rollers+logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now an official roller derby MC! I went along to the MC Idol at the Thirsty Dog last Friday, blew my vocal chords out onto the floor with some grotesquely ott team introductions, and limped away a derby boy. Off to my first practise tonight. Can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to the Pirate City Roller girls for a warm welcome. Best night out I've had in ages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368145751845005586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sn98HqE-aRI/AAAAAAAAA-I/x63IwKbtCNw/s320/sangderby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-945177821319898975?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/945177821319898975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=945177821319898975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/945177821319898975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/945177821319898975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/08/derby-boy.html' title='Derby Boy'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sn975VpR1yI/AAAAAAAAA-A/jyGDoKTYsrI/s72-c/pirate+city+rollers+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-4133705205569044828</id><published>2009-07-30T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:34:22.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts on Writing'/><title type='text'>The Infected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SnKF5hkNOzI/AAAAAAAAA9o/dSuJ3bhECKc/s1600-h/infected+santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364497329460951858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SnKF5hkNOzI/AAAAAAAAA9o/dSuJ3bhECKc/s200/infected+santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great Zombies vs Infected debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the Infected? People afflicted with a terrible disease that turns them into homicidal maniacs and cannibals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 Days &amp;amp; Weeks Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planet Terror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resident Evil (The Game)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House of the Dead: Overkill (The Game)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing House of the Dead at the moment on the Wii. Brutally, exuberantly vile and fun. It's very Grind House, like being in Planet Terror. Highly recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, are the Infected really less scary than zombies? They're faster, but can die far more easily. Like a normal old human. No head shots necessary. And they will eventually die of thirst or starve to death. Not relentless shambling doom like a zombie horde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, there's something more 'real' about the Infected. Less necromagical. A good honest virus doing good honest nasty stuff to people. Passed by bite or blood...or sex (we're not planning to go there, are we Brendon?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit of a dilemma really. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sn95DsEjDOI/AAAAAAAAA94/DG5SqCH6R7I/s1600-h/zombies_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368142385125723362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sn95DsEjDOI/AAAAAAAAA94/DG5SqCH6R7I/s320/zombies_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-4133705205569044828?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/4133705205569044828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=4133705205569044828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/4133705205569044828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/4133705205569044828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/07/infected.html' title='The Infected'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SnKF5hkNOzI/AAAAAAAAA9o/dSuJ3bhECKc/s72-c/infected+santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-5913042590489735815</id><published>2009-07-27T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:32:42.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retro Sci-Fi'/><title type='text'>Steam Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363317386784396626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sm5Uv0j11VI/AAAAAAAAA9g/AizObY-hXm8/s200/steampunk-dalek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sm5T8e5atyI/AAAAAAAAA84/UEiFVrNmDwE/s1600-h/steamr2c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363316504795985698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sm5T8e5atyI/AAAAAAAAA84/UEiFVrNmDwE/s200/steamr2c3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm delighted to see that you can steam punk virtually anything. A steam over, as it were. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this laptop, I want to to be mine. Oh please, please. A Hewlett-Packard ZT1000 laptop that features an elaborate display of clockworks under glass, engraved brass accents, claw feet, an antiqued copper keyboard and mouse, and leather wrist pads. It turns on with an antique clock-win&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sm5UPzFzKJI/AAAAAAAAA9I/eEGKFmgHTqo/s1600-h/steampunk-2dlaptop-2d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363316836634142866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sm5UPzFzKJI/AAAAAAAAA9I/eEGKFmgHTqo/s200/steampunk-2dlaptop-2d1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ding key by way of a custom-built ratcheting switch made from old clock parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sm5UWf6r4OI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/XiDwn9z64XI/s1600-h/steampunk-2dlaptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sm5UnZc_GyI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/pzGWgfIqXFs/s1600-h/steampunk-2dlaptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363317242068933410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sm5UnZc_GyI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/pzGWgfIqXFs/s320/steampunk-2dlaptop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My drool is turning to steaming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-5913042590489735815?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/5913042590489735815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=5913042590489735815&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/5913042590489735815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/5913042590489735815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/07/steam-over.html' title='Steam Over'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sm5Uv0j11VI/AAAAAAAAA9g/AizObY-hXm8/s72-c/steampunk-dalek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-5945786974184625739</id><published>2009-07-13T16:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T16:19:25.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Edwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cartoons'/><title type='text'>Battle Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SlvA2tUvW7I/AAAAAAAAA8o/5fbpdy6bZsA/s1600-h/tickcoverbisley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358088227799391154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SlvA2tUvW7I/AAAAAAAAA8o/5fbpdy6bZsA/s320/tickcoverbisley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone should have a battle cry. Mine's "Orange Hedge" , from a special episode of Blackadder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Is that an orange hedge running towards us?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No, sir. It's the Scots."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favourite Super Hero battle cry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Spoon" care-of The Tick. One of the silliest and coolest cartoons I've ever seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-5945786974184625739?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/5945786974184625739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=5945786974184625739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/5945786974184625739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/5945786974184625739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/07/battle-cry.html' title='Battle Cry'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SlvA2tUvW7I/AAAAAAAAA8o/5fbpdy6bZsA/s72-c/tickcoverbisley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-3817244893324003842</id><published>2009-07-09T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T03:40:52.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hints and Tips from a Professional Writer'/><title type='text'>Netted by the Temptress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SlXIrtzx0eI/AAAAAAAAA8g/RqRVKjglw18/s1600-h/RecliningLeatherCladGothTemptress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SlXIrtzx0eI/AAAAAAAAA8g/RqRVKjglw18/s320/RecliningLeatherCladGothTemptress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356407985183773154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst writing, beware the dark temptress of the internet, with her teasing images, tantalizing blog entries, and simmering aromatic teaspoons of facecrack.  Unplug.  It's the only way.  Lest she suck the time out of you, minute by distractingly delectable minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW - writing a Shortland Street script at the moment.  Tis why you haven't heard from me lately.  Back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-3817244893324003842?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/3817244893324003842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=3817244893324003842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/3817244893324003842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/3817244893324003842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/07/netted-by-temptress.html' title='Netted by the Temptress'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SlXIrtzx0eI/AAAAAAAAA8g/RqRVKjglw18/s72-c/RecliningLeatherCladGothTemptress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-6991979996794375706</id><published>2009-07-02T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T18:56:01.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retro Sci-Fi'/><title type='text'>Vader Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sk1k295JaaI/AAAAAAAAA8I/fE1oNgWrFas/s1600-h/vaderproject_clown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354046427503356322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sk1k295JaaI/AAAAAAAAA8I/fE1oNgWrFas/s400/vaderproject_clown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thinking of starting a petition to bring the &lt;a href="http://www.thevaderproject.com/"&gt;Vader Project&lt;/a&gt; to NZ. What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sk1k77S7eBI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/WCyOukeQkIQ/s1600-h/2008-vader-project.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354046512705533970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sk1k77S7eBI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/WCyOukeQkIQ/s320/2008-vader-project.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sk1lIdWNCvI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/fg083lBjkP0/s1600-h/vader-project.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354046728004504306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sk1lIdWNCvI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/fg083lBjkP0/s320/vader-project.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-6991979996794375706?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/6991979996794375706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=6991979996794375706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/6991979996794375706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/6991979996794375706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/07/vader-project.html' title='Vader Project'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/Sk1k295JaaI/AAAAAAAAA8I/fE1oNgWrFas/s72-c/vaderproject_clown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-7353657536288462523</id><published>2009-06-29T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:09:18.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hints and Tips from a Professional Writer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts on Writing'/><title type='text'>Zombie Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SklpapGTyLI/AAAAAAAAA8A/LuGIPiKUmXs/s1600-h/zombie+attack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352925538536376498" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 232px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SklpapGTyLI/AAAAAAAAA8A/LuGIPiKUmXs/s320/zombie+attack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The first shaky, groany step in writing a zombie script. Establishing the rules. What sort of zombies are we dealing with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Are they Walking Dead. Slow, shambling, moaning decaying cretins from the grave? Can they only be silenced by destroying their brain? And have they risen from the ground due to some bizarre chemical weapons experiment, or because hell is full? Or are they victims of a nasty infection, like African Rabies, which kills the victim and then reanimates them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Or are they Running Dead. Same as above, but fast and more vicious. Think 'Dawn of the Dead'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;That's option 1. Next entry - Option 2 - '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Infected&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-7353657536288462523?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/7353657536288462523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=7353657536288462523&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/7353657536288462523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/7353657536288462523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-shaky-groany-step-in-writing.html' title='Zombie Rules'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SklpapGTyLI/AAAAAAAAA8A/LuGIPiKUmXs/s72-c/zombie+attack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098911806125218776.post-4946621811875123393</id><published>2009-06-25T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T19:24:08.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Edwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts on Writing'/><title type='text'>Project Zombie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SkQwub7G7PI/AAAAAAAAA7o/dqmhGUEH_PM/s1600-h/zombie-dark-night-sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351455831550782706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SkQwub7G7PI/AAAAAAAAA7o/dqmhGUEH_PM/s320/zombie-dark-night-sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brendon Simpson and I are embarking on a tramp through the hills of horror and the valleys of viscera. Traversing the mountains of mindless munching maws and the riverbeds of ravenous, reeking, reanimations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're writing a New Zealand zombie film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Influences? Dawn of the Dead (Zach Snyder version), 28 Days Later, and Rec. NOT Brain Dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351456193434481298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SkQxDgC58pI/AAAAAAAAA74/idWM5rowiY8/s200/zombies-ahead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I figured I'd take you along for the ride, and give you an insight into the creative process. Whack open the skull of writing and feast on it's grey sludgy insides, as it were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098911806125218776-4946621811875123393?l=fictionengine.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/feeds/4946621811875123393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7098911806125218776&amp;postID=4946621811875123393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/4946621811875123393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098911806125218776/posts/default/4946621811875123393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fictionengine.blogspot.com/2009/06/project-zombie.html' title='Project Zombie'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02811999699065288878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11311708393501826371'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XK5_dLSVyGc/SkQwub7G7PI/AAAAAAAAA7o/dqmhGUEH_PM/s72-c/zombie-dark-night-sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>