Arekan’s Blog
Arekan’s Blog: MORE Laundry Problems
Arekan: So the scribe is still writing the trash that “pays the mortgage” but since it seems to keep her in coffee and milkshakes, I won’t complain too much, though I’ve heard there a bit of clamor for her to finish the Arekan’s War Series. [scribe, um Beth:] One reader is hardly a clamor.
Arekan’s Blog: Gratuitous Cat Post
Date: Who the Hell Knows “Arekan,” says the scribe. “Why has your cat moved in with me.” “I don’t have a cat.” Truth is I dislike those nasty little furballs. Hate me if you will, but they are entitled jerks and keep the humans wrapped around their tiny paws. Come and go when they please. […]
Arekan’s Blog: Time Travel Musings
Yfaran Ayne (Somewhere around July 16, 2017, I think) This first planet calendar hurts the head. I’m not even attempting to match the day because it simply does not work. So you just have the season and the month. Anyway, there is some progress on the scribe front. Oh, she’s still writing trash, and gets […]
Arekan’s Blog: Time Travel Musings
Yfaran Ayne (Somewhere around July 16, 2017, I think) This first planet calendar hurts the head. I’m not even attempting to match the day because it simply does not work. So you just have the season and the month. Anyway, there is some progress on the scribe front. Oh, she’s still writing trash, and gets […]
Arekan’s First Blog Post
>Date: San-Tanaran Eve (or thereabouts) (May 20, 2017) That’s the best I can approximate dates between the Scribe’s homeworld calendar and Kyn’s. If you ask me hers is a crazy calendar. They add a day every four years to it. I ask her why they don’t use the moon like any normal civilization and she […]
The scribe is scribbling about using Artificial Intelligence in writing projects, and I don’t know if I’m proud or dismayed. On one hand, she’s burning through the “trash that pays the mortgage” with this AI business. This is good because, this, theoretically will leave her more time to work on my story.
But I’m dismaybed that she’s not writing about me. (Whatever happened to finishing what you start, Scribe?) No. She’s writing about my daughter, Kelleen, when I sent her off to get her Master’s License, the credentials to captain a starship. Okay, she was only twelve, and what father does that? But I know my daughter, and even I wouldn’t want to meet her in a dark alley when she’s angry, or on a mission. Missy is a single-minded young woman, just as I raised her.
And the scribe managed to capsure a decent likeness for Kelleen for the cover for the book using an AI image generator. Don’t get your panties in a knot. The scribe used four different pictures, sliced and diced them to render the picture. Now, if a publisher picks up the book (rolls eyes) then for sure it won’t be this cover. But if she self-publishes the story, then I approve of this one. Hopefully, she does that. Because I’m tired of her complaining that I don’t help pay the bills and Kelleen’s story is a good one.
Well, get on it, scribe. You have work to do.
Scribe: You were never meant to be a main character, Arekan.
Arekan: (Rolls eyes) As if you could stop me.