Back to your begining

I can't say how much I've missed writing here. I don't know how many people read this blog and over the years I've stopped caring, the current name of the blog reflects this, Anglemeister Chronicles, MY chronicles. I write what I want to write when I feel I need to write it. Today, I write not because I missed the blog, but because I felt compelled to. I felt compelled to return to a beginning of sorts for me. I cringe at my younger self's ideas about what constituted a blog post, yet I want to leave most of those posts up, as a reminder.

I've never kept a journal for more than a few hours. This blog fills that gap, I have changed so dramatically in these short three years that I am shocked. I've lost my way, it's hard for me to realize this but it is so apparent. I feel like I've worn and outgrown so many skins that I almost forgot what was always underneath. I think now is the time to become acquainted with myself. It seems scared is a reoccurring theme.

From the beginning, I am Angel. I come from two Mexican parents and I have one younger sister along with dozens of cousins, aunts, and uncles, and I mean baker's dozens. I love my family, no matter what they say or do. Whether or not I ever feel like I belong, whether or not I ever feel accepted, I love them. They love me, I'm sure, most of the time. I feel they are simply misguided at times, and I don't know if they trust a stranger like me to guide them through the unfamiliar.

Though, I have to wonder, why does my father act the way he does. He's frigid, he's comical. Where did this strain between us start?

My friends are my most treasured family. Like I said, I love my given family, but I would trust my life to my adopted family. Sometimes I worry though, if I matter as much as they matter to me. This family, I've collected and been collected by over the years, has always been an anchor in my life. Sometimes I sit back and watch my family, grateful. They have been there and understood me time and time again. I hope that even when our lives scatter us, we do not lose our bond.

I feel stress, all the time. I live with consequences of actions from a different Angel. I wish so often to go back and change, until I realize that I wouldn't be where I am without this. Thats how I push through it. I diminish my stress and my problems too often. I think, "that way, I don't have to worry. Compared to them, my problems are nothing." The question remains though, "Then why I am I so stressed by them?"

I am selfless, I am selfish. I want to hear about peoples troubles, to be there for them, as they would for me. I want to feel heard, to have someone to actually hear and feel what I go through, as I wish to do for others. I want to know about you, but I want to talk about me. I don't like to talk because I love to listen, but I want to say everything that's on my mind, even if it's weird, abnormal or downright creepy. I could listen to you talk for days. I can't stand the sight of you. I miss you all the time, but I wish you would go away for a long, long time. I want to hug you and cry on your shoulders when I've had a rough day, as if you were my mother and I your four-year old. I wish I could just shrink away, so no one would notice me as you spoke harsh truths you wouldn't admit. I love you, I hate you. This is for no one, this is for everyone. I can never make up my mind.

I've never wanted to off myself. I'm too scared. I appreciate this flawed life too much. The friends and new family. The potential I have. Even when all that crumbled around me, I was scared. Thank the gods for that, I have everything withing reach. For once I can see ahead with confidence and hope, whether those around me see what I see or not when it comes to my future.

I fall in love with people these days, not gender. Apply whatever title or label you wish, I no longer care, just don't tell my folks, I can't bare those looks, not again. My gender is male, but female and everything else as well. I don't think about it much anymore.

What I think about most, is him. I've known him so long, and know so little of him. I feel like a kindred spirit at times. At others, I can't believe who he is. I feel guilty, wanting to change him at times. Then, I realize I only want to make those changes because of other people, I don't care about those same things. I like him for who he can be. The drumming inside my head starts when I'm around you, my heart, I feel like you can hear it. Everyone can hear it, they must, the drumming, driving me crazy like the tick of a tell-tale heart, mine tells a tale as well. Years of yearning, of desire and confusion. You were my catalyst. If not for you, where would I be? I want to tell you, I must have confessed to all but you by now, if the drumming hasn't already. He must already know, I don't care I want to tell him. I wish there were less stigmatic words but I love him. I do, this must be what it feels like. I don't care at all for the heartache, it is of course, inevitable. He doesn't have the same, urges, as I do. No matter, I love him, and as such will be there for him. Whether he is for me. So I must tell you, face to face. I am scared. Please don't make this more difficult.

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Wow, I didn't know where this post was going to go direction-wise when I started and was completely surprised by how this turned into a letter to my friends - err family. I knew I would shed tears, but not that I would confess every muddled though I'd felt about everyone. No, this isn't scary, this is terrifying.

the dollhouse: A sick day musing

The funny thing about being ill, you have the wonderful opportunity to catch up on all that stuff that you've put off for longer than you care to admit but you are not usually in any condition to do any of this work to the best of your ability.

When you know you have homework in advance and have a day at home, you think it's the perfect time to do it. Annoyingly my home life consists of listening to my sister getting into some sort of mischief and my cousins coming over to see her only to jump around the house and yell like monkeys. Not a productive work environment.

Still, there is work to be done. Homework to do, stories to plan, and trying to get into some summer college programs. This last one is going to take away my longest period writing I think. I'm trying to take some classes over the summer to make up for those I've bombed and to clear up schedule for my senior year. I really want to spend as little time as possible there.

I hate saying that, especially since it's practically the only place I can see my friends but it's not a place I feel I will be able to stay on track towards graduating. Due to my own immature decisions my schedule was a mess this semester. Several of the classes I was supposed to take this semester were not given to me, some because I was given other classes that someone mistakingly assumed were at my level, and others because of a conflict with another class I needed to take. I've tried to sort out the ordeal with my classes and found it's been a much more difficult task to accomplish than it ever should be when the reasons are logical.

 As much as I'd like to throw out blame in every direction other than mine, most of this scheduling headache could have been prevented with a little more self-discipline. however, a friend pointed out that I was only one of too many students with scheduling conflicts this semester which I did find a bit... curious. Many of my friends took to attending local community colleges to get the credits they need to graduate. This has resulted in seeing them for the first half of the day only. While the majority of my circle of friends is still around it does still feel emptier.

I know at some point we will all go our separate ways, but I felt that it would come after we were finally free of our dollhouse. But already some actives are being let out of their contracts in pursuit of the real world and I have to wonder if I want to take the first chance out, or make sure everyone makes it out alright.

My sick day musings. If I were sick more often I'd make this a segment of my blog or a column. I'm not sure what it would be called.

I've been thinking

...About vampires. No I haven't but I felt like making a not that vague reference to Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I don't have much to report these days that I'm between plots. I'm on winter break so I have one less thing to stress about during the holidays, thank some deity for that. I always take this break as a chance to finally breath. I'm not saying that I don't usually breath, in fact I'm kind of a fan of that activity. What I meant was that I am always wrapped up in something. Usually it's building my stories, often writing, frequently school, occasionally radio, reading books, and anywhere else that it will fit, listening to podcasts. I don't let myself just take a breather often. I'm perpetually charging. Like this:


I'm always plugged into some project or task that I can't just let myself be these days. The holidays are a time of being around the people you love, be it friends, family or both. They're also a time for reflection, especially new years.

Part of this post I think has a lot to do with me running out of media to consume for the break. Usually when I start running out I binge and download about 10 new things to listen to and a handful of shows to watch. Right now I'm almost out. I know where I want to go next to get another fix, but there are other things that need me right now. Like my writing. My novel still needs a couple thousand words. My radio show, needs new content. More urgently, I need to stop being plugged into a wall just charging for a quiet day and get out and use up my battery. On the other hand I do need to slow down a bit and be aware of my surroundings.

Today began unlike most others. I was woken up several times before I finally melted out of bed. I ate mundane breakfast and watched a few DVD's. I didn't burst out of bed dashing all over and buzzing about what I was going to do today. I just enjoyed a morning to myself. No interruptions. After this I had lunch, showered and got on with some of the audio editing I needed to do for my show. That was it. I did go to the station and listened to podcasts still unheard but other than that I surfed the web. It was an unambitious day, but it was good. I liked having a day where I went wherever my mood felt I should and there was nothing stressing me out. Just a nice and cloudy day.

I think I've gloated about my day enough, and meandered plenty. Go ahead and comment, not many do. I won't put in my contact info, most readers already know it. If you don't, check out the contact info page, or every other recent post. I'll have a better and more coherent entry later this week. Well, coherent for me.

Dangerous Writing and Reading

16,110 words. 19 days. I haven't been keeping up with my word count as I should have. I've been slowly grinding my writing wheels at a leisurely pace. From where I stand now I can see the icy winter shores of December right on the horizon. Now more than ever, I have to furiously spin the wheels of my imagination. The literary tapestry I'm weaving is not even close to finished, but I have to hurry. Time is slowly running out.

I attempted NaNoWriMo last year, it was a failure. In fact, it failed so epically that it had to be called an Epic Failé. The accented e is reserved for the most epic of failures in my circle of friends. Now, yes I failed to write a novel last year, this is my motivation for writing at the moment. I have to finish. I need to prove I can do this. That and on my show two Tuesdays ago on Abstract Discourse I said if I didn't finish that I would be punished live on air, but not in THAT way. I mean there's a window, and polite company, god you guys! Sick bastards.

Moving on, this Sunday I'm going to have the perfect writing environment at the Office of Letters and Light's Night of Writing Dangerously.

For those of you who are barely familiar with NaNoWriMo, the Night of Writing Dangerously it's a writing event held in the Julia Morgan ballroom in San Francisco. six straight hours of writing. With raffles and snacks, and tons of writers I can talk to. Or ignore, my choice. If all goes well, my word count will get a maximum 9,000 word boost. If not, I'll still probably have a decent word count boost, plus I'll have met some new people, some of whom, I can hopefully brainwash into joining my Furthest Edge project. A small side note, no news to announce as far as thats concerned except that I've only got two episodes left for this year, weird. So writing, I hope to be doing a lot of it this weekend to catch up.

School is being a pain in my ass, right when I get involved in writing a novel and commit to it, the classes pile it on. I can't answer how many tests I'm taking in the next week and a half. Or the amount of assignments due. I wish I could put all that aside and get to it when I get to it. My grades aren't taking this novel too well. Well only two classes, but they're important ones. My growing apathy isn't helping either. Once upon a time I was eager to go to school, then somewhere along the way I lost that. I could blame the teachers, but for the most part that's not it. I think it's the reality of it all. As time ticks ever so slowly, I'm constantly told that this is important for my future. That it's all riding on how I do this year. I want to write. That's all, I just want to write until I collapse. I feel good when I write, It's more satisfying than turning in a research paper. Or getting a math problem right. I know I should care about that, and to an extent I do, it's just that things are different now, I'm different. I don't have the enthusiasm, Writing is the crack I'm addicted to and I can't get enough. When I'm writing or I'm talking on the radio, it's a rush. I feel such freedom. It's my way to unwind. It relaxes me. It stresses me out at times, frequently actually. Yet, I feel so calm when I just talk with my co-host every week. As much as I love all this though, much to certain people's shock, I don't want to do that for a living.

I once posted a facebook status that went, "I love it too much to want to do it professionally."

At the time I felt that there was too much pressure around jobs and I didn't want my favorite pastime turn into a weekly stress inducing time suck.

Anyways, that's my lament for this post. I have been reading again, last week I talked about books with my co-host Shannon Bowman-Sarkisian and I was motivated to finish off some of the books on my shelf. The Girl in the Arena was one of those books. if you listened to that show, then you know I did not think highly of the book. I soon realized that this was because I stopped right before the story picked up. It is not a magnificent book but it wasn't as bad as I made it out to be. I will be making that clear next Tuesday in my next book review.

I've also been popping back into some of my favorite books, Vintage: A Ghost Story and The Twilight Gods. both paranormal LGBT books, both really close to my heart as a reader. Despite the fantastical situations in the books, I often related to the emotions and confusion and angst that comes from being a teenager. Both were stand alone books, both felt too short, by the end I had fallen in love with the characters and just wanted them to keep going.

So I guess, if any of this spoke to you in any way, comment below. or contact me via all the methods at the end of this post. I also want to pose a question to you readers, what books are your favorites and why. Do you occasionally go back and stroll down memory lane with the characters?

Next week expect me to blog a little about the Night of Writing Dangerously.

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The Chronicler's Return

Hello all, once again I'm not following my blogging schedule, and I haven't been reading things off my list. I know, I know, I'm a very bad Angel.

Now I've already scolded myself so I don't need to do it again publicly. Unless you're into that sort of thing. I'll try to ignore the sexual innuendo and say that I do have things to say regarding...well everything!

Going in chronological order, I'm going to start an October Novelette tomorrow, I intended to start it as soon as October started but I was busy with having nonstop lunch meetings at school for various things I'm involved in. What things you ask? Well I'm glad you asked!

I had a class meeting last Tuesday to talk about our Halloween Carnival and planning the school dance. It's rather sad that the decisions are now being made by a 3rd of the class, at the beginning of the year we made it quite clear that if you aren't going to help raise money for the class then don't bother coming to the meetings. Now there's less chaos coming from those that don't want to be there, unfortunately we had a mandatory class meeting during the first 30 minutes of our 3rd class. I didn't miss the chaos of the old meetings.

Wednesday I was at the Game Day at our school which was put on by the Youth Advisory Council (YAC for short) which I am a part of, we are essentially a drug and alcohol prevention program with a side of peer mentoring. Game Days are fun a lot of the time but It's rather lonely since the afternoons are so bright and sunny now and no one wants to be inside. It isn't actually a meeting but when you're told you HAVE to be there it can feel a lot like one. Thursday I did have an actual YAC meeting and we just did mentoring retrospective and came up with some ideas on how to improve on our mentoring. No big deal.

Friday (yes on a Friday) I had a meeting regarding Youth and Government. I love this program a lot and last year was a total blast to be a part of. We are still covering the basics which is understandable but by this time I was starting to get fed up, although next week we get to talk about sweatshirts (WOOT!)

I'm sure you can see why I would be aggravated to have a meeting during lunch? I know I could quit some of these but there are some decent perks.

1) I get to go on the senior trip provided that my academics are in good standing.

2) I get to get out of classes so I can mentor the lower grades

3) I get to go to Paso Robles and Sacramento.

I do miss hanging out with my friends and being an obstacle in the hall (yes singular) especially since the group's leader, Cap'n Sassy San Pedro Felipe is only at school on Fridays so I don't get to catch up with the Cap'n except in Biology which is after lunch but I must be ever so quiet in order to catch up.

*SIGH*

WE NOW RETURN YOU TO YOUR REGULARY(ISH) SCHEDULED BLOG POST

I believe I was talking about my Novelette? Ah right, well I have a character I'm preparing for NaNoWriMo named Zyon Cairn. Zyon has the power of Psychometry, meaning he can divine the history of an object or person associated with the object by touching said object. It's a neat little power that will have some hopefully neat consequences as well. How does this relate to the Novelette I'm writing? Well, I decided that I wanted to write something that tied in to my NaNoWriMo novel, So I'm writing a story about a set of characters told by Zyon, his Psychometry allows him to logically have most of the memories of the characters which he acquired from an undetermined object that will be relevant to the story. Zyon feels like the right narrator for this story, plus it allows me to really get to know him before November comes around. I'm hoping to have a lot of fun with the story, once I figure out what the plot is.

While I'm on the subject of writing, I have to have a scary story ready to turn in by Monday and I still don't know what to write, I may just throw together a fantasy story with subliminal gay undertones. That's always fun.

Last Friday I turned in my English assignment in which I had to write a Public Service Announcement, I decided to do one for NaNo. I want to get it back on Monday so I can record it and through it online! I'm proud of this little PSA, it doesn't seem like anything special but I had fun writing it!

I seem to be finding the perfect segues today because I have a friend who wrote a PSA regarding the several suicides of teen gay males. I won't go into a whole rant on this because I am slightly pressed for time but I did bring it up because on October 20th which happens to be my birthday, there is a number of people who will be wearing purple in memory of the teens who committed suicide, I know what I will be wishing for on my birthday. I just wanted to inform those of you who were not aware.

Segueing to lighter matters, I'm still going to the Shakira concert in Oakland on the 22nd. Really excited for this! On October 26th Geist by Philippa Ballantine comes out, Pip is a podcast author, therefore I am excited about the release of her book. I am also excited because I read the first chapter of her new book on the book's website, BooksOfTheOrder.com and I definitely want to buy the book. Not only am I going to buy a copy, but I hope to win another copy and if I can buy a third copy so that I have one for me, a loaner copy, and a copy to give to a friend.

In November I hope to do some more writing themed posts, and/or link to my daily novel progress, again really excited.

I'm not sure if this is in November or December, but I will be in Paso Robles for a weekend in one of those months for the Youth and Govt. meeting. I don't have to go but I would like to see everyone I met there again, If it's in November it will through off my daily word count, so that's not so exciting.

In December I will be finished with the Cybrosis novel on my radio show Furthest Edge, which you can become a fan of over on the facebook gadget to the right. I will either go on a winter hiatus or do guest interviews. What do you think? I'm going to make a poll for this blog and on facebook. Expect that widget up soon.

This is all I'm up to, I am still reading other things off my Kindle app but I hope to finish my book list by the end of the year or early next year. I feel bad for not being further ahead. By the way, I've recently been copying all the stories my friends have sent me and turning them into e-books so I can read them in bed with the lights off, the only time I actually can slow down enough to enjoy a good story.

You know, I didn't think this post would be as long as it turned out to be... I guess I have more stuff going on in my life than I claim.

I do have a number of other things I want to discuss, but there shall be other posts for that. For now, know that your Chronicler has returned and he will continue to be the scatter-minded rambly writer blogger you have come to...appreciate?

Ooh! I just remembered this, I'm considering turning my NaNoWriMo Novel into a podcast! I plan to bring it up on the forums but I wanted to immortalize it here first, but I want to bring in any willing participants, I need voice actors and I would like to not have to kidnap them in order to have them. I do would like to podcast other NaNo-er's novels afterwards but I will just have to see if people are interested. My novelette may become the first installment of the new Furthest Edge, coming 2011 and possibly other local writers will contribute and if things work out even some NaNo-er's works.


I think that's absolutely all I have to say.

As always, my contact info:

Email me: anglemeister.lpz@gmail.com
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- Warm regards, your Chronicler

The First Time

They say the bathtub is a great place to think, I can't remember who said it, But I believe Einstein did this and that's got to count for something, right? Maybe he said it? I don't know.

I haven't even started and I'm already off track. This is a bit ridiculous? Let me try this another way.

So it's been almost five months since I've started doing shows on the radio (KPDO 89.3 FM) and I still fondly remember my first time (feel free to chuckle at the innuendo, there's going to be quite a few I'm afraid)

I have also caught myself narrating and describing the things I see or remember. It started today with me watching the shower head spraying down water at the drain and imagining the individual drops of water floating up and swirling around in the sky like leaves on the wind.

anyhow, as I stepped into the shower and I reminisced about the first time, I began to mentally describe it all, the emotions I felt sitting behind the mic and hearing my voice replayed on air.

This story is the result of that.

Day One 

I was alone, the beast ready to chew me up and spit me out. I wasn't ready, not by a long shot. The beast could tell. It glared at me with it's 12 orange eyes of malice, it primed it's 3 arms, ready to take my every breath. Tens of Dozens of multicolored thorns threatened to prick tens of dozens of holes in my hands. I'd spent the last month training for this moment. This was it.

I closed the door of the chamber, If I was going to do this I would need to do it right. taking a deep breath I equipped myself with the necessary gear to challenge such a beast. Mustering all my strength I lowered the first switch, bringing up another at the same time.

It's first arm was level with my mouth, I recited the first phrase I was taught, This was it, I was actually doing it.

My words stumbled off my lips like boulders off a cliff side. My hands shook as my soul bared out before the beast, my hands twitched, fear yielding to mere anxiety. I plugged in, changing the switches once more.

The beast roared, but the voice was not it's own. No, the beast spoke with the voice of another. The voice I chose for it. I smiled with satisfaction, the beast was less frightening, now that I was winning.

I stepped back, momentarily disarming myself, A faint voice echoed throughout the chamber, my voice. My grin now spanned from one ear to another. It spoke with my voice. The beast spoke with my voice, all could hear it. The knots of my stomach unwound completely. Anxiety was replaced by confidence, donning my gear once more and prepared to return to the airwaves.

Time seemed non-existent, before I knew it my time in the arena was up. I bid the spectators farewell, and freed the beast, letting it hear it's own voice once more. I disarmed, The beast was mine. I knew then, I would return, wanting to improve. To see how I could better challenge the beast- no the machine. That's all it was now. Just a machine, and I had bested it. Not bad for the first day on the job.

END

So what did you think? This is the first draft I wrote just after stepping out of the shower but I want to have people tell me what they thought so I can make necessary changes and submit it to the school newsletter, The P-Town Post.

P.S. listen in to my show Furthest Edge on Monday from 5-6pm Pacific Time. This week I'm playing another episode of Cybrosis! Also tune in to my new show with Shannon Bowman-Sarkisian of http://coastsidewriterforhire.blogspot.com Abstract Discourse, we talk about all sorts of speculative fiction, last week we discussed William Gibson and Neuromancer. This week we talk about Writing, more specifically writing speculative fiction! Tune in Tuesdays from 4-5 pacific. you can also listen to Shannon's show South Coast Salon Sundays from 4-5 pacific. if you don't live in Pescadero listen live at http://kpdo.org/listenlive.php

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Planning Ahead

If I'm not mistaken, this is my third week of school. The days and weeks just run together already, not good....

So since you could say I'm finally "Settled" into my classes for the semester I should let you know what I'm taking if you have not been informed, and what I was originally supposed to take.
ORIGINAL SCHEDULE
1st Period: Environmental Field Studies
2nd Period: Algebra 2
3rd Period: Physical Eduction
4th: Period: Honor's English 10/11

NEW *IMPROVED* SCHEDULE

1st Period: Spanish 2
2nd Period: Algebra 2
3rd Period: Biology
4th: Period: Honor's English 10/11

Now I should explain the changes to my schedule and why they changed. starting with EFS to Spanish. You see in order to graduate I need 2-3 years of foreign language, now you see I already speak spanish but It's the only foreign language course they offer so I'm stuck needing it to graduate. EFS however is an elective course, thank god because it certainly did not interest me AT ALL. No offense Mr. Vail but I would rather take required courses before EFS.

Also changed was PE to Biology. Both are courses I had previously taken, I did less than satisfactory in Bio and considering I aim to graduate and 2-3 courses of Lab sciences are required I want to retake it. Another requirement is to take 2 years of PE, why? I have no fucking clue. I have other courses that should be taken and some electives I'd like to try on so PE is really such a space taker! Also I really don't like PE, if you hadn't noticed.

I am unfortunately faced with the dilemma of finding an out of school class to take that would count as PE next year since I can't take it next semester and I have some IMPORTANT classes next year that I really NEED to take.

Enough about that though and allow me to get to the fun stuff.

First of all, I made a couple of estimates and realized that in december of this year, I am not going to have any content for my show Furthest Edge. In January I'll be dishing out shiny brand new content that I'm currently outlining and getting ready to start working on. I've deduced that I have two options: One, take that month off and not do a single show. Two, do a series of 2 or 3 consecutive interviews.

Each brings it's own issues and benefits.
1) this means I get time off to focus on 2011 stuff, meaning recording and editing and adding music...etc. This also means people may get out of the habit of tuning in (NOTE: I'm not sure about that one actually)

2) I can possibly get P.C. haring on the show so he can talk about his Podnovel Cybrosis that I'm playing as well as get more people into the studio and get used to doing interviews. The downside? I don't get that break to prepare and produce my new episodes for January which are really important to me at the moment. Also, I have the stress of getting interviews set up on top of school,Christmas lists, and a new project I'll mention in a bit.

I'm going to be making a poll and posting it wherever I can so I can properly decide what to do.

I've also recently been asked to co-host a brand new radio show that we have yet to officially name that talks about geeky topics, it's quite a bit like the SafeHaven podcast I participate in however I am working on some things to differentiate the two besides keeping one on terrestrial radio and the other on the net.

Finally, it's September and for some reason I decided to start thinking about my 2010 Halloween costume or costumes if all works out. You see, I have garments from previous costumes that I am hoping to utilize in making my halloween costume and being able to change it slightly so I can wear the variant costumes to the radio station since we have a new webcam that watches the studio. That's right, big brother is watching the studio....

Anyway,  I currently have:

•  A midnight blue cloak
• A pentagram amulet
• A dragon head cane
• A plastic spartan sword (I think)
• A mask (in serious need of repairs...I'm working on it)
• Gloves
• A broken umbrella (not part of any previous costume but could be useful

So my goal is to make 5 costumes out of those materials, I'll keep you posted.

In closing, I'm going to be doing more radio station work in the coming months, school is going to be sucking up time and best of all I've found a time during school where I can write and update this blog (FTW!!!)

With that in mind I have a couple more things I have not mentioned so I'll save them for tomorrow and the rest of this week.

Good Bye for Now! --> Anglemeister

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School and Death

It's been a couple days since I came back from the camping trip I was on last Monday-Tuesday and I just have a few updates for this week.

First and least important (or most for some people) I start school next Tuesday. August 24 I return to the seemingly endless cycle of "learning" I'm honestly anxious about coming back. I don't remember where I left off as far as my grades are concerned. I still don't know how I did on my STAR Test (Standardized Testing And Results) which is something I should know by now. School always makes me stress, the only class I'm looking forward to is History, somehow it's the one class that I'm even slightly interested in. It also happens to be where I do my best writing!

Once Tuesday comes around everything will be topsy-turvey and annoyingly busy. I will be continuing my radio show on a weekly basis and every other week I'll still attempt to be a part of the SafeHaven Podcast however doing so will be much more difficult with homework and such. Sadly my reading will also slow down because of this but I will figure something out to still finish my list by the end of the year. Unfortunately school won't be the only thing hindering what I love doing, my obligations to raising money for my Youth & Government trips will suck up some time, and my lunch time where I can do more reading will also be hindered by my Youth Advisory Council (YAC) and Peer Mentor meetings. I generally feel that this year is gonna be a pain in my ass, especially because this is the year that College becomes a much more tangible concept, and I have to take the SATs and I am going to strive to get my driver's license. It's times like this I appreciate the good ol' days. I sorely miss being able to just goof off and not have any responsibilities. I miss not being relied upon for things, It's all too much too fast in my opinion. I don't like it. I don't want to grow up, but I know that I can't go back to being a kid.

None of us can. All we can do is to make the best of where we are and attempt or succeed in steering ourselves to our own destinations. We all are going to just have to suck it up and live.

Then of course Die.

I know it's a grim subject that few of us allow ourselves to think about but you can't think about the future without at some point dwelling on the fact that you are going to die.

I don't often dwell on the subject, it leaves me feeling empty and scared to think someday I'm going to keel over and just stop. I don't know if anything happens to my consciousness afterwards, that is of course what scares me the most. Not knowing, I don't want to just cease to be unfortunately that may be exactly what happens. Or perhaps I'll burn in hell for some sin or another. However if that's the case I'm not burning among strangers. Maybe I'll get into some kind of heaven or perhaps there is no heaven or hell just one place where all souls go after passing away. No one knows for sure, but death is very real. Just as real as growing up. Just like how I don't want to grow up, I don't want to die. I would crawl into a hole if I knew it would keep me alive forever.

Rather that's what I "wish" I would do. I know doing something like that is no better than dying so I may as well get out there and LIVE. Don't get me wrong I'm scared to death of Death, but I have come to realize I can't do anything about death. It sucks but that's life I guess.

anyway I hope you enjoyed my rant on growing up and my half-assed thoughts on Death. I'll probably elaborate on my past week in general from a blurb about my camping to the book that came in while I was gone that I am absolutely adoring!

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Books

Get comfy folks this is gonna be a big one.

Comfy yet? yes? Ok good, so I recently stumbled upon a new blog http://dreaminginbooks.blogspot.com/ while I was looking into whether or not to order "The Twilight Gods" off of Amazon (Side Note: I have ordered it I even sprang for the expedited shipping so I'm expecting it sometime this week) One recent blog post featured a picture showing all the books on his reading list or soon to be at the moment. I realized since I have quite a few books I still have not finished off yet, why not assemble them in a pile and write about what books I plan to read soon, what may come later, and which books I doubt I'll ever EVER open again. I originally thought I'd be able to count it on just two hands, when I gathered ALL the books I never finished or began I came up with 27 titles. Yes, that's right 27 books I haven't finished. Which books are these you ask? take a deep breath and scroll down

In no particular order

01) Nightwatch by Sergei Lukyanenko
02) Strange Angels by Lili St. Crow
03) Betrayals by Lili St. Crow (book two, and apparently there's a 3rd out there...shit.)
04) The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan (yup I know it's for young readers but it's a light and refreshing read)
05) The Awakening by Kelly Armstrong (book two and I need to get the 3rd)
06) Candor by Pam Bachorz
07) Infinity by Sherrilyn Kenyon
08) Girl in the Arena by Lise Haines
09) Magic Bites by Ilona Andrews
10) Magic Burns by Ilona Andrews (book two)
11) Magic Strikes by Ilona Andrews (yes this is a series, I now need to get book 4)
12) Everworld (1-3) by K.A. Applegate
13) Eternal by Cynthia Leitich Smith (there may be a sequel)
14) Gone by Michael Grant (there are two more books, just as thick...dammit)
15) Queste by Angie Sage (book 4, I need to get book 6)
16) The Tear Collector by Patrick Jones
17) Artemis Fowl: The Time Paradox by Eoin Colfer
18) The Forest of Hands and Teeth by Carrie Ryan (Zombies! I think)
19) Doctor Who: Night of the Humans by David Llewellyn
20) The Science of Fear by Daniel Gardner (GASP Non-fiction!)
21) Bone Crossed by Patricia Briggs (Book two of a series I believe)
22) Doctor Who: Taking of Chelsea 426 by David Llewellyn
23) A Dirty Job by Christopher Moore
24) The Maze Runner by James Dashner (Kindle Edition)
25) Dark Worlds: Project 31 by Zack Daggy (Kindle Edition)
26) Neuromancer by William Gibson
27) The Twilight Gods by Hayden Thorne (waiting on it to show up in my mailbox but it counts)

so yes 27 books on my unfinished list, this is slightly overwhelming but it can't always be helped. It may not seem like it but I am quite busy sometimes, especially with the radio station soaking up all my free time. It's fun but it does leave me feeling a bit drained, sometimes regrettably too drained to jump into a book and its world. This list is several years in the making though across several years of busy-ness and occasional laziness. Some of these books were titles I started reading but got bored and put down in the middle of the chapter, others were put down when I picked up brand new shiny books out of a bookstore, and then there are the books that I did pick up brand new out of a book store and haven't gotten a chance to read because I just don't have time.

I definitely want to finish some of these books, a lot of them have really good plot arcs I want to see resolved, or answers I'd like to find out. especially before a sequel comes out and I add another book to my list. I want to finally be able to say I finished these books and be able to walk into a bookstore without worrying if I'll have time to read it (it will obviously be a concern but having less books to finish at home can only help)
In order to do this, I have decided to schedule my reading out so I can finish all these books before 2011. I am going to read and finish one book a week, with another being read lightly on the side. These books are going to be separated by urgency, meaning if they are borrowed or really interesting they will be pushed up the list, also where I left off will greatly affect the order in which I will read them. With the exception of Bone Crossed and Everworld I am really looking forward to reading all these books. One thing of note is, I learned that Bone Crossed is a sequel in a series called the Mercy Thompson Novels, me being incredibly OCD when it comes to books I am not picking it up until I pick up the first book, especially since I felt completely lost when I opened the book and started reading, as for Everworld it just felt...meh.

A Dirty Job and Nightwatch are a very high priority since they were borrowed from my friend Shannon Bowman-Sarkisian, who happens to be a writer for hire, she has her own blog called, http://coastsidewriterforhire.blogspot.com/

also, I am currently reading Mazer Runner and Project 31 on my Kindle for iPhone app and Twilight Gods should be coming in soon. I almost forgot that I am reading Neuromancer and The Science of Fear as part of a summer reading assignment so my personal reading assignment for August is as follows:

1) A Dirty Job
2) The Science of Fear
3) Neuromancer
4) Nightwatch
5) Maze Runner
6) Twilight Gods

I'll keep you posted on my progress as well as podcast what I thought about all these books. let the Anglemeister Chronicles Summer/Fall Reading Challenge begin! Let me know what you're reading or writing! Later this week I'll be blogging about some of the different series I'm reading, My favorite Book(s), and just for fun next week, an entry just about (non-sparkly) Vampires!

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An Asshole

So once more someone has managed to spoil my generally good mood by being an asshole and pissing me off, who is this person you ask? None other than your's truly.

Now before people start saying, "You shouldn't be so hard on yourself. You have to have good self esteem...blah, blah, blah." I just want to say I'm don't have a low self esteem (most of the time) and I'm not being hard on myself, I'm acknowledging my annoying behavior today and realizing how much I'm pissed off that I acted that way.

Why am I an asshole? I took on too many things at once and allowed them all to go craptastic on my part. these three things being, My Radio show, my participation in the SafeHaven Podcast, and catching up with a close friend.

Now I don't think I've properly pimped out the fact that I now am part of the SafeHaven crew. I have joined in to add to the geekery over at http://southernscifisociety.libsyn.com/ but more on that below.

So back to what I was saying, I ended up doing all of those things simultaneously, managing my radio show which was having issues of it's own what with me being stuck with fucking audacity to edit down my show. another side frustration was how long it took to break up since it was a whole 41 minutes as opposed to the average 30 minutes.

Anyway, I also was participating in SafeHaven, my frustration here was that I wasn't really contributing, I joined the crew hoping to add something to it, but I still have yet to move past the occasional humorous quip. I feel that I was just...there. I feel I should actively participate or just get gone. I'm not saying I don't want to be part of the crew, If any of the crew is reading this, know I want to be there, but I don't want to just sit there. Hopefully when we do the "Vampire Smackdown" episode as I like to call it I'll be much more active.

Also suffering due to my stupid idea to multi-task, was my show. I probably had the absolute WORST show ever tonight. first off I was not really minding the show as much as I was listening in on SafeHaven. On top of that I was running the latest Cybrosis off my Laptop, and for some reason It played but didn't register on the VU meters (if you don't know what any of this is, skip ahead to next frustration. At the moment I can't explain it with out getting irrationally pissed off at having to explain it) So I had no real idea if the audio was coming in at the right level. Additionally, because of my focus on SafeHaven I was hasty and sloppy in preforming my Radio Host duties of reading our Underwriting and PSA's (I refer you to the previous parenthesis) I made tons of rookie mistakes this time such as leaving my mic when I went and played an audio track, also not double checking I had the three tracks in the appropriate order and then having to skip over one leaving moments of unprofessional dead air and fumbling as well as confusion for the poor listener.

now as for the conversation, I ended up also talking to a friend who I haven't been in steady communication with as of late. I may have blown a chance to get to keep in touch with her as much as I like, because me being an asshole I ended up mostly ignoring her as she kept trying to message me via Facebook Chat. Now I was keeping track of a couple pressing matters and probably shouldn't have started the conversation in the first place knowing I was busy, but I figured I could keep track of everything. Unfortunately not. I ended up ignoring her for at least 15 minutes before she said she had to go. She said she had to get off the computer but a part of me just knew that It was mostly because of my rude asshole behavior. Just because I'm doing a radio station doesn't mean I can get away with ignoring my friends in that way, then just go I'm sorry and everything go back to normal. It was just rude of me to do.

You can try and tell me that everyone has off days and that I'm not an asshole, but I think I was an asshole. I mean all the events that pissed me off except for the technical difficulties were my fault and could have been avoided if I had been more responsible or had said, "Look, I can't juggle all of this I have to focus on what is most pressing"

On a new Tangent, I have recently had more stress in my life due to the fact that I have been taking on lots of projects and their responsibilities, I've already mentioned the Radio show and the Podcast but I haven't mentioned I am still taking on the role of writer and am supposed to be cranking out scripts for Furthest Edge in September, on top of that I should be studying for summer school.

Tomorrow is my last day of summer school where I find out if I pass the integrated science course I bombed last year. After tomorrow I get to enjoy a full three weeks before school starts up again. Yay, a whole three weeks were I can enjoy the sun and get out and see my friends - wait a second, I forgot I spend every hour of daylight at the radio station! Yup I haven't put myself in a situation to truly savor the summer and it's practically over already, another reason for me to be pissed off at myself.
On top of those things I still haven't completed a summer assignment I received for English because for the second consecutive year, I lost the fucking packet. way to fucking go Angel. Did I mention I piss myself off? Or that I have to pick up a retainer to replace the one I fucking lost when I recorded my last Anglemeister Chronicles Podcast?

So yea I'm really annoyed with myself right now. I'll probably take a nap and get over it tomorrow but I had to at least vent my feelings however erratic they may be. I'm sorry that this entry was both Erratic and Depressing (again, more reason to be pissed). I'll try to do better next time, hopefully I will have improved and be less of an asshole.

Time for my now trademark plugging of my social networks

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Spawning Stories

Would you be disturbed if someone walked up to you and said they "Spawned" their child? I kind of would, it just sounds creepy if you mention spawn to refer to something living. Spawn doesn't sound like an appealing way to describe a living thing, especially a child. Unless of course you are referring to something as the spawn of (Devil/Satan/Insert other name) there's an exception to every rule of course.

So random thoughts aside, I thought I'd return to some not so regularly scheduled blogging! I felt it was a good time to write an entry, especially since I haven't recorded a new podcast yet due to a new lack of editing software (I'll get to that in a second) However it does look like I'll be posting monthly Podcasts which is fine by me. less money to pay to Libsyn.

So I generally use Adobe Soundbooth CS5 for my audio editing and recording. I use Soundbooth because Audacity just sucks when I try to use it. I've been using the free trial and unfortunately ran it out a few days ago. right now I'm trying to learn Sony ACID Xpress temporarily until I can afford to but Soundbooth, which I love using! So until then it's probably using iPod Recorder and most likely Aviary's Music Editor.

Onto my Radio Station news. I work at KPDO 89.3 FM a radio station in Pescadero, CA and at the moment I'm preparing for my next Radio show on Monday (Furthest Edge every Monday on 6pm PST) I'm 4 episodes into Cybrosis - A Podcast Novel Written and Narrated by P.C. Haring. it is a Sci-Fi novel about Agent Ciris (a Cyborg) who after a mission botched up mission, finds herself going down a rabbit hole full of conspiracies and betrayals. This is P.C. Haring's first podcast novel and it has become one of my favorite "Podnovels" so much so that I decided to air the episodes on my show. you can find all the episodes at http://www.cybrosisnovel.com/ or listening live every Monday online at http://kpdo.org/listen.php

Once the 20th episode airs I will be airing local audio dramas written by me and anyone who submits an adequate script. If you like writing, try your hand at script writing and email me (contact info below)

On the subject of writing, I am still working on my Audio Drama series tentatively called Revenant. I am definitely putting alot of love into this which is why I'm not that far along in writing. I want to make sure I want to leave few implausible events (it's a Fantasy series so implausible is almost unavoidable) However, Revenant is not my only writing endeavor at the moment. I currently am going to try my hand at writing scripts for the Leviathan Chronicles and the Byron Chronicles.

Leviathan Chronicles is a great Sci-fi Audio Drama series about a civil war amongst a city of Immortals and a CIA organization trying to destroy them. I can't do the series justice, go check it out for yourself! Leviathan Chronicles is in the interim season and as far as I know is holding a contest where listeners can submit their Leviathan Origin stories of how they became immortal if you listen to the Leviathan Soapbox's to find out more. Darker Projects is responsible for the Byron Chronicles a paranormal Audio Drama about the adventures of Byron, a "being" who's existence dates back to Ancient Rome, it's not easy to describe in that the title says it all, the show is about the chronicles of Byron. Darker Projects has a contribute section where you can offer all sorts of services from voice acting to writing to editing. I plan to see if I can't put together my own Byron Script.

So that's all I'm up to at the moment. Check out all the Audio Dramas I mentioned on their websites
http://CybrosisNovel.com/
http://LeviathanChronicles.com/
http://DarkerProjects.com/

You can leave me a comment below on this and other blog posts. or follow the blog to keep up with my infrequent blog posts. to Eliza and Jack who commented on my previous blog posts, thanks for reading and I hope you continue to keep in touch! Eliza I get teased because most people think I'm obsessed and mostly they find that it's not manly that I love her music I guess? I Don't really know why I get crap for it, but hey I don't really care all that much If people don't think highly of me.That's all this week check back her for updates on my life, work, my writing, and my podcasts!

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Anglemeister Chronicles Podcast 01 - Audio Blog #1 and 50th Blog Entry

So this is it. The Big 50. I gotta say I was starting to doubt I'd ever get here, especially after all the more than month long gaps between entries. Surprisingly enough I've kept it up this long and I intend to keep on keeping it up. So as a sort of treat, I recorded this Audio Blog a few hours ago on top of a hill overlooking Pescadero and rambled on. I don't think I did a splendid job of editing out background noise, such as that mysterious buzz-like chirping. I did not edit out much content, or any at all but this was an impromptu dive into Audio Blogs. I figured I may as well just get everything out I didn't have that many gaps of silence so I'll leave it as is and make up for it with a much better segmented purposeful Audio Blog.

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Now, A semi-good recording Isn't all I'm adding to this milestone entry. Nope, I do have more to add, but before I do, I'd like to give a list of people who I thank for my return to this Blog as well as to the initial creation of the blog.

>> First, I'm going to thank my friend Molly my dear friend and often times encouraging antagonist (=P)

>> Hanna my fellow writer and confidante. we should be awkward more often!

>> Gavin, my always amusing friend and favorite kazoo player (If your reading this send me the kazoo sound please? no gaybe about it)

>> The ever awesome Jack Crute I don't think I'd be as consistent with my posts If I hadn't been inspired reading his blog http://Dinokill.com/

>> Jenn Geoppinger, John Pavlich, and pretty much pretty much everyone who's been on either the Dollhouse Podcast or Milk Carton TV for all the laughs and indirect motivation for me to get into both radio and audio blogging.

>> Charlie Chalkley I think nudging you to have a blog did push me to actually have more decent blog posts

>> Billy (Siatabiri) and Bronzethumb thanks to you two, I will eventually start a Amy Acker for next companion! Hopefully on this blog.

>> Whyiwatch you're dollhouse videos reminded me to write something that I'd be proud of (most of the time)

>> David Ault for the encouraging words and the blog comments. All of Darker projects as well for re-igniting my imagination

>> Christof Laputka for the awesome world you created in the Leviathan Chronicles, you motivated me to want to start writing for my own Audio Drama!

>> P.C. Haring many thanks for returning my email about your podcast, I look forward to your next project.

>> my Middle School Language arts teacher Mrs. Talbot, If not for her I wouldn't have even started a blog, and now I'm the one teaching her about blogs, everything comes full circle I guess

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So here you have most of the people how have in one way or another contributed to the Anglemeister Chronicles as it is now, again I thank all of these wonderful folks for what they do and for their direct or indirect encouragement. So here's to 50 entries passed, and to 50 more to come!

~ Anglemeister

Chance Encounter Part One

Alright, First things first, I chickened out posting the story I originally intended to. To be honest, I wasn't sure If it would be a wise decision to post this on a blog of mine that seems to be attracting more attention all of a sudden. I do still intend to post a Short Story for my 48th post, so below you will still get to read one of my stories. One that I wouldn't mind people finding accidentally on my laptop. Now, someday I may work up the courage to post this original story on this blog, I'm not sure. Without further ado, I present to you part 1 of a short story I'm working on:

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I was just strolling through the park when I saw her. Sitting alone on a bench not too far from where I stood, her features were more elegant than I had last seen her. She had the slim, lightly curved figure of a Greek Goddess, complimented by her tight jeans, ebony long-sleeved shirt, and dark brown boots. Her face was pale, no makeup, she didn't need any. Radiant orange her draped her face and barely reached past her shoulder blades. Her eyes glowed a vibrant emerald that could stop anyone in mid-conversation.

I don't how It happened or why, but I walked up to her.

"Emma?" I asked automatically

Emma looked up her piercing emerald eyes looking right at me, no through me. Trying to piece together where she recognized me from. her eyebrows furrowed in frustration.

"You probably don't remember me but we knew each other a long time ago, my name's Jayden Penn."

A fond smile graced her toothsome lips.

"Jayden! I can't believe I didn't recognize you!" Emma exclaimed, trapping me in her friendly embrace. "How have you been?"

"Good, not too boring, not that exciting." I replied. "What about you, last I heard you moved out of state with your folks?"

"Just visiting, I came to stay with my Aunt for a couple weeks. I came to the park to take a trip down memory lane. Looks like it worked."

I smiled, "Listen, I'm free all afternoon. Care to join me for a cup of coffee?"

She grinned, allowing me to see her perfect pearl teeth. "I'd love too"

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END OF PART 1

feels like a cop out doesn't it. I technically didn't write a complete story. well all my works cultivate over several days therefore you'll receive this story in short increments

So goodnight everybody! See ya on Post # 49! - Angel

Do Over

Ok let's try this again, I was sitting down starting my post telling what I'll be doing this summer. Unfortunately, the battery died mid sentence and I forgot where I was. Maybe a draft is saved on here already, however I'm not exactly in the mood to pick up where I left off so I'll start again and get right to the point.

So first off, I've got a busy summer ahead of me seeing as how I'm continuing to Volunteer/Work at my local radio station KPDO 89.3 FM. It's a local station that seems only to reach the town itself but it can be streamed online if you got to the site here. I'm spending a lot of time helping the station manager with pretty much as much as he asks me to. This is probably the most fun I've had volunteering or working at a place. Even though I don't generally enjoy work that involves monotonous tasks. I find working in this environment extremely exciting and I look forward to spending a lot of time there.

Apart from that I am going to summer school to re-attempt earning credits for my second semester of Integrated Science 1, because I was a bad boy for not paying attention :p

Beyond that I'm writing for myself to add content to this blog.

Keeping this short and sweet. See ya soon.  -Angel

EDIT: (08/10/2010) I just realized this Entry was posted on the 3rd Anniversary of my blog! I did not consciously choose to re-resurrect Anglemeister Chronicles, I must have subconsciously picked this day to post, it's August but I want to still do an anniversary entry

Changing Course...

It seems all I ever do is make announcements of whats to come every couple of months, and no follow through. It seems it's that time again, But first I'd like to tell you a little story.

It was about 3 or more years ago that I stumbled upon http://blogger.com and was completely enamored with it. It was simple enough that I, as a lowly middle schooler at the time could use easily without much investment into the fine little details. The question is, why? why did I open an account with blogger? That parts easy, writing. I wanted to be able to log my stories somewhere and let anyone with a computer and a web browser to be able to read it at their own leisure. I could also keep a journal of events, to keep from completely losing the fond memories I make in my life, this is because I tend to often forget so many memories. Probably has something that has to do with that time I feel off my dad's truck and landed on some rocks....I remember bleeding copiously. Funny how the truck I fell off may be the very truck I get to drive one day...getting tangenty, and ellipsy, reign it in Angel.

Alright, so you know why I started blogging, now I direct your attention to the majority of my posts. A total of about One post has been a written work (and apparently the text was lost by Google...censorship!) the others are childish nonsense. As the mature (hardly), responsible (questionably), and dashingly handsome (HA! Sarcasm!) Writer/Administrator/Editor/Reader I have come to the decision of bringing this blog back from the dead once more (With Feeling). Wow I've resurrected this blog more times than Buffy's died and come back.

I'm going to return this blog to the glory it never achieved. Seeing as how I have the whole summer with no (time consuming) assignments besides a few English assignments I'll mention later, I have plenty of time to write some short stories for myself and whoever chooses to read them. I'll need to add a bit of a warning here, the majority of these stories are not suitable for children, and adults who are closed minded or are opposed to sexual content written by a fifteen year old. I'm not saying all my stories will be explicit. However, they may, and you will be warned when it is. Also I'd like to have update blogs with random content like opinions and book reviews, etc.

That brings us to what to expect from here on out.Well first, my posts will be more scheduled. How about I post an entry every Friday? Yes? Okay, settled. Tomorrow, I'll post my first story of the summer, I started this a week before school got out last Friday. Be Warned, this is an explicit story featuring two homosexual males. I wrote this as a result of months of anticipation of summer break, stress from grades, and just overall pent up frustration. I am considering putting two explicit tags just because one explicit tag may not be enough. Also coming in the pipeline is my review of the book, Vintage: A Ghost Story. It's a wonderful book in my opinion, and I'll tell you why, next week.

Another new addition will be my infrequent Audio Blogs, I don't know how often I want to do them, but they will generally be a part of the more random reviews and musings. However I know when my first Audio Blog will be. I'm fast approaching my 50th post, It's quite a milestone, especially since I stopped so many times and got back into the groove afterward, rather than let it fade away like a memory. I'm still working on how I'm going to host an audio blog, I may possibly host it on Libsyn. I'll find a way.

So that concludes the announcements portion of this blog, I have a few other things I'd like to bring you up to speed on but I feel this is pretty long for a simple update. Therefore I'll compose another blog right now that brings you up to speed on my summer.

- bye bye, Angel

Fire

Ok, I almost forgot how to use this, it's been so long! So as some people know, i have started writing a new Story Serial, more info later when I can tell u, but i just wanted to share with you an excerpt from the first chapter (which i should probably finish) that I am particularly proud of. I admit it is vary vague as far as descriptions go but i tried to not get so caught up on that and this was my result, please enjoy:


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I turned to see the blazing fire decimating the once nearly flawless looking school. The Fire was 
massive and seemed to sway majestically, I knew that if I went in there I would most likely die within 
the flames, but I had to go in.  She was still in there, trapped. She needed me.
I ran straight at the flames passing through with relative ease. inside it was strange, nothing was 
burned. It was as if the fire couldn't burn the inside, or the fire hasn't ruined this place yet. Whichever 
it was, I had to be on my guard.

the halls were cold, freezing even. I could feel the temperature drop as the seconds rolled on. I heard a voice crying out in pain.

I took off running towards the source as if the fire was chasing after me, suddenly I stopped. This hall, it was blazing hot. Literally. The fire had consumed most of this space, it surrounded and seeped out from the doors and spread sporadically in the hall.

She cried out again.

Like a foolish hero, I made my way through the fire and towards a door that was not yet entirely engulfed by flame. I could see her on the other side, the panic on her face. I told her to step away from the door, I backed up and ran straight at the door. I thought that I would have slammed into the door before busting it down, instead I passed right through it and fell on the ground  in the room.
I stood up and looked around, she was nowhere in sight. I walked towards the windows. somehow, they were intact, I could see the flames engulfing the building and the people watched me with horror yet none dared to move. Something compelled me to put my hand on the glass. my hand seared with pain but I couldn't pull it away. I felt my skin burn like paper. I screamed in agony until finally my hand detached itself from the glass.

The skin on my hand looked ashen, In some areas on it I could see bone. I got up, making my way towards the door and tried the doorknob, no such luck. I peered through the glass on the door, She was standing on the other side, She looked at me with a blank stare. I asked her to let me out. she let a smile dance across her face for a brief second and turned away.

At that moment, the fire behind the windows blew through the glass. I screamed after her, yelling at her to come back. the fire spread around the room. I could feel it surrounding me, it edged closer snapping at my ankles. I tried to yell at the top of my lungs but no sound came out. I pounded at the door as the fire climbed up my legs. Frantic, I clawed at the door, finally feeling the suffocating smoke. My eyes shut tight, the fire enveloped me and I screamed like hell.

Let's start over: An important Blog Announcement from Anglemeister

Please read this before any following blog post! For the last few months I have been avoiding posting anything to my blog especially any content I originally set out to do. For the longest time I just figured I was just procrastinating, but tonight, it finally hit me, I wasn't procrastinating, I was lying my ass off. Let me backtrack a little bit so it all makes sense.

When I first set up this blog I originally wanted to have a place to add my stories (because I have tons!) and I also figured I would also talk about what I felt I wanted to announce. Now here's what eventually went wrong, always hated reading depressing blogs so I did not want to share anything negative in my life. However, no one is happy 24/7 (not even me) and lately I have been in a muck (understatement) and I would try to post only happy peppy cheery posts and I couldn't finish any posts because I felt like it was forced and got sick of writing anything!

With this out of the way I would like to suggest that you and I start over. Please? I am going to give this one more chance. Let's hope that now that I will be more "real" with posting on here that it works out, if you enjoy it, great! If not, well oh well can't please anyone

With affection ~ Angel

Anna VS Brenda

Hey everyone, just finished packing for my trip to Camp Roberts In Paso Robles For Youth and Govt. I'm so stoked(?) and I have a few announcements I guess, First of all, I uploaded 3 new videos on my youtube account, a 3 part series called Anna VS Brenda! They just were messing around and I caught it on film, you can check them out here:
Pt 1: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5OPINtFCZ0&feature=channel_page
Pt 2: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oP3jJdhEdzs&feature=channel_page
Pt 3: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cJF8vd-n8Y0&feature=channel_page

Check em out, comment, rate and subscribe! I'm gonna upload new videos for my next Camp Bob session so stay tuned! anyways I just thought I'd mention all this before heading for the shower anyway see ya

-Anglemeister

The Infamous Creek Incident

Ok, I've got an Interesting story to tell that happened to me today.

So this morning, I missed the bus for the third time this week and I decide to walk to school.
But when I was only about a 1/4 mile I believe, I decided to cut through the creek and field to get directly to the parking lot in front of the school. When I tried to step on the plants in that creek/ditch, my foot sank into the mud there and I started scrambling to crawl back out because my other foot and both arms fell into the mud as well. after crawling my way out, instead of walking ALL the way back home, I kept heading towards the school (Because I was already almost there) which goes to show that I will go to school no matter what! Isn't that sad?

- Anglemeister

Sorry I'm So Busy!

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I've had a ton of shit going on so please enjoy a picture of the crazy hat man above I'll post something tomorrow I hope.