Blog of Chaos

Back Cover Copy. Critique please.

Posted on December 8, 2019

Category: Uncategorized
Those in power do as they please. When the human race discovered a trans-dimensional gate at the edge of the solar system, they gained access to the rest of the galaxy. Plunged into an interstellar society, humanity competed with alien empires and otherworldly forces. As humans spread throughout the stars, they found a few of their children born outside the Terran system were gifted with strange energies and abilities. When a civil war on a

How To Visualizing Characters for Writing

Posted on August 30, 2019

Category: Writing
This might be obvious to most, something you automatically do. I’ve come to realizations of something that seemed so obvious after I learned or thought of it. So, I’ll explain a technique where you are the actor. Observe how people behave. Watch how characters are done by actors, written in novels of course, etc. Then act that character out in your head. Take Gir from Invader Zim. (Netflix Trailer. Gir talks at the end.) What

Sci-Fi, Giving names to technology

Posted on August 16, 2019

Category: Writing
Science Fiction, especially military type Sci-Fi, is a genre where names for a technology of any kind is preferred. For the names of spaceships/spacecraft, I go with the format of the class name, model name, maybe a ship’s number, then the given name of that particular vessel. A Dreadnought class Ballista named the Onager. I usually only come up with a number if there’s a reason in a book with a ship being identified by

Dodge Charger dream.

Posted on August 9, 2019

Category: Dreams
I had a dream of racing in this 1969 Dodge Charger with a modern paint job against a 1975 Dodge Challenger with mat black paint. We sped down these twisting country roads and repeatedly passed each other. It was like watching a movie. The scenery was awesome. I could see the Dodge Charger’s paint reflect the surroundings and the sunlight. The dream switched to this parking lot near these white factory buildings. A teenage me
I had a black and white dream. In a jungle, I rappelled down from the canopy onto the back of a crashed jetliner suspended by vines above a swamp of crocodiles. Somehow, a croc crawled around on the top of the huge jetliner. I jolted awake. I had another dream. This one in color. A lot of browns. In a saloon, cowboys sat around eating pies; no alcohol to drink, just pies. The dream switched

Get blog and other update notices every Friday. Universal Chaos Newsletter

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.