I’m currently nursing a rather embarrassing “lower body injury” which unfortunately has me in just enough pain to break my concentration. So once again there will be no writing on this here “writers blog.” Honestly I’m started to get rather frustrated and discouraged.
And then to add insult to injury some Random Torling declared this Space Opera Week. Space Opera Week was then IMMEDIATELY co-opted by friends of this blog (ie people who actually LIKE space opera.)
So for a least a few days I’m going to have to sit here and not write space opera during Space Opera Week. Hurrah!
The proposed battle anthem of the Viceroyal Breylandic Navy
Which bring me to another point I’ve identified a rather glaring flaw in the Breylandverse; the stories don’t seem to be very fun (too much serious business, like saving Breylandic civilization) and there really isn’t that much room for fun pulp Traveller-type adventures as the smallest civilian starship is a roughly eight hundred thousand ton tramp freighter with a crew of about three hundred.
So while I have no intention of abandoning my ridiculous collection of world building notes (I might start sharing a few here and there) I’ve also started playing around with something that for lack of a better term I’m calling the Nekoverse designed around TIE Fighter/Wing Commander dogfighting; MechWarrior style ground combat and genetically engineered catgirls fighting to liberate an enslaved humanity from evil pink space bunnies.
It’s an idea so stupid it might actually work. Or at least it will be fun break from time to time.
So anyway I’ll get back to you guys once I can think straight and have stopped feeling sorry for myself.
Until the end. For Breyland and for Glory. Wolfman out.
Year of the Phoenix
Well if 2016 was the year of death then 2017 will be the year of Phoenix where that which was long declared dead rises again louder, angrier and more METAL than ever before.
Surely I’m not the only to notice that all the West’s enemies seem to infested with nihilism and act much in the matter of death cults? From the Islamist to the Marxist radical to ardent Environmentalist all these belief systems ultimately lead their most fanatical believers to embrace death and anti-humanism in all its forms. So how must The West respond to its enemies? What can we offer instead of death? Well how about life?
The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly. John 10:10
The Cult of Life versus The Cult of Death. Is that metal enough for you? Civilization versus Barbarism. Determination versus Despair. The very world vibrates with anticipation of the struggles to come. Find your place in the Army of Truth and do your part. However small, however humble let no talent go to waste. Western Civilization stands in the balance and only God himself knows what will tip the scales or seemingly petty gambit carry the day.
Why didn’t anybody tell me that these guys existed?
So go forth and with a song in your heart, build and create. There are stories to tell and songs to sing. Great deeds and dreams must not go unremembered. Epics must not go untold. Truth and beauty must be left for the children of the future. Who will stand against this darkness if not for you? I assure you that you will not stand alone.
and if the Acolytes of Death dare to sneer at us feel free to sneer right back. For no matter how dark the night no matter how late the hour there is always something that can be done. There is always that still small voice whispering in the wind. “No all is not lost. Turn and face the Enemy. There is still time for one last Crusade.”
*Big hat tip to The Didact for introducing me to about 2/3rds of the bands I’m currently listening to.