I guess we’ll have to go to a movie theater and decide for ourselves.
Tag Archives: Indiana Jones
Indiana Jones and the Law
Great video from a great Youtuber – one of my favorites.
Check this out and have a laugh (and, if you are like me, take notes for future stories).
Action sequences, Indiana Jones-style
Nice overview of how it’s done…
Happy Birthday Indiana Jones
Henry Walton “Indiana” Jones, Jr, was born on this day in the year 1899.
Change the plans, reschedule the schedule
So everything was perfectly planned, OK. With calendar, timetables, outlines, the works.
The month of July was thoroughly mapped: a week to nail closed the Sherlock Holmes story I owe to my publisher, then three shorts under my various aliases, and then some spare time to finally complete the first draft of a short novel I’ve had laying here for a while.
Perfectly planned. Nice and Smooth.
Then everything went completely hiwire, on day one: July the first, 7.30 am. Bang!
It went like this – and yes, this is going to be long and convoluted, as my mental processes… you’re welcome.
Continue readingThat time I became a fascist
This is one of those “fun and surreal” stories it was suggested to me I should share to build my author platform. The ridiculous things that sometimes happen to a writer, oh my, what a cartload of laughs. I should do a brief cartoon of this one. But I can’t draw so here we go, it went like this…
I wrote the first Aculeo & Amunet story as a very first submission to an American anthology. It was, if I remember correctly, 2012. The story bounced back – deservedly, I should add – and I let it sediment for a while and then revised and rewrote it for self-publishing. Without a word-count limit and with the freedom to push the story in directions I wanted to explore.
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A Christmas’ Eve adventure
It was a bit of Indiana Jones stuff, you see…
OK, let’s start from the beginning.
Yesterday being Christmas’ Eve, my brother and I decided to treat ourselves with a hearty French onion soup. Nothing too complicated, but good and healthy, and unusual enough on our table that it feels like a festive dish.
We had the ingredients and the recipe down to pat, but we still faced a problem: finding two decent-sized bowls in which to cook the soup in the oven, and then serve it. So I started digging in the cupboards, looking for some fitting container.
No luck.
I moved to our father’s wine cellar, where we do not go normally now that our father’s not with us anymore, neither of us being a wine-drinker. Continue reading
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