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Tuesday, May 28, 2019
Wednesday, May 8, 2019
Operating System Zero ep.5 (A Flash Fiction Serial)
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Episode 5
Curtis:
"What's wrong with you two morons," She says as she slams the door.
The house was ransacked, and blood splatters strewn across the walls. Rick and I each take a seat to rest or bones while we watch her continue what she was doing before she saved our asses.
“Who is she,” I ask Rick, never taking my eyes off her.
“How in the hell do I know,” says Rick.
“Well she lives next door to you, ” I say.
“No, she doesn't… Tom lives here,” says Rick as he slowly glides his eyes across the splattered walls that are dripping blood in a few spots.
He sees a tennis shoe attached to a leg coming from under the sofa sitting crooked to the wall halfway across the room. He taps me on the arm softly and points to the couch.
“Is that your neighbor?” I say as Rick stares down at the tennis shoe and the leg saying nothing.
I nudge Rick on the arm and say quietly, ”Is that Tom?”
Rick stands up slowly, moves over to the backside of the couch and puts his hand over his mouth ready to puke. I can't help but watch Rick as his options have come to an end and clearly view what little food he had eaten in his emergency bunker shooting as projectiles from between his fingers.
"What's going on in there, " I hear the lady yell from the back of the house as I watch Rick spit what's left from his mouth and fling what hangs from his hand onto the wall covering dry specs of blood.
"Rick," I say quietly as I motion with my hands for him to return. He shuffles back to his seat wiping the remainder off his hand onto his pant leg.
Rick and I sit curiously wondering who the lady maybe or simply what her name is. She has our weapons including the System Zero GPS device.
"Do you have a secondary sidearm on you hidden anywhere?" Says Rick.
"No, what about you," I say.
"Nothing for incapacitating her in an immediate response," says Rick, "what are you doing?"
"I am trying to get a feed from the chip," I say as I tap on the chip behind my ear.
"Come on Curtis," says Rick, "I didn't help design the chip but can guess it's only a receiver."
"Hold on a second," I say as I keep tapping on the chip.
Rick and I hear a small beep from the System Zero device sitting in the same room our protector, but also our captor is located.
"Cut that out," she yells while still working on something we are clueless about in another room.
"Who are you," I yell to her. We wait and hear nothing.
"Yea, who are you lady," Rick yells.
She walks back into the room we are sitting in and says, "I'm the only person you should be trusting right now." She throws me a strange looking pistol then throws the same type pistol to Rick.
I look at the gun she threw to me and say, "I don't get it."
"I'm going to have to agree with my friend. I don't get it," says Rick
"Be careful with the firearms, they will go off," she says as we inspect them showing them no respect.
"Lady they are made of plastic and are just toys," I say as I point the gun at Tom's tennis shoe his dead foot resides in to prove my argument. I pull the trigger.
Tom's tennis shoe explodes with no remorse and liters the room even further but this time with rubber, bone, flesh, and substantial chunks of sticky blood.
I pause with a blank look on my face and stare at the so-called toy pistol.
"Watch where you're pointing that thing," eagerly says Rick as he gestures his words.
“The guns are not toys,” she said,” they may resemble them but are in no way just toys.”
I stand up and say, “Excuse me but who in the hell are you,” as I sternly look at her expecting nothing but the real answer.
“My name is Sherry, I am a bounty hunter,” she says.
“Why did you kill Tom,” Rick says.
“I didn’t…”
“He sure looks dead to me,” Rick says with a smart ass tone in his voice.
“Look guys, I am here to get collect as many items as possible from Tom’s 3D Printer,” she says.
I hold my gun pointing it toward her with my finger around the trigger. “Thanks for saving our lives outside but we need some answers and when I say answers I mean we need the whole story.”
She points at her gun safely not to pressure me into pulling the trigger on my gun and says, “Who’s gun killed the zombies?” Her gun looked exactly like the ones she had handed Rick and me.
She points at her gun safely not to pressure me into pulling the trigger on my gun and says, “Who’s gun killed the zombies?” Her gun looked exactly like the ones she had handed Rick and me.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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Monday, July 16, 2018
The Serial Killer Newsletter Issue #2
The Serial Killer Newsletter issue #2 is now on Amazon. You can read it for free if you have Amazon Unlimited if not it's only $0.99 which we use to help promote it. Reviews on Amazon are greatly appreciated. TSKN #2 Amazon link amzn.to/2JsWfhc
Tuesday, June 19, 2018
Another Great Review For TSKN
Here is another great review for The Serial Killer Newsletter Issue #1. I would like to thank all the people who took the time to write a review for TSKN on Amazon.
June 18, 2018
Format: Kindle EditionVerified Purchase
If you would like to follow the person, J. A. Sullivan, who wrote this great review, you can follow them on twitter at @ScaryJASullivan or on their blog at writingscaredblog.wordpress.com . Thanks, J. A. Sullivan.
Typing Tuesday!
Today is typing Tuesday. "What is typing Tuesday," you say. Today is when I sit down and come up with even more ways to kill people, on paper that is. I have The Serial Killer Newsletter issue #2 all laid out, but I want to add something more to it. So today is the day that an imaginary character on paper will meet their demise.
Tuesday, June 5, 2018
Monday, June 4, 2018
Interview with Mark Wright (Author & Screenwriter)
“To read more interviews, book reviews and short stories, follow J.A. Sullivan at her blog Writing Scared https://writingscaredblog.wordpress.com”
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| Mark Wright (Writer MDW) |
Upon joining Twitter last summer, I began following @MidnightGore who had just released The Serial Killer Newsletter (TSKN).
“Imagine an “underground” newspaper where the editors and authors are those that committed the crimes. They write in and describe and justify their killings for the entertainment of their readers. The reader gets to follow these killers as they recount their experiences.” – excerpt from Games, Brrraaains & A Head-Banging Life, https://gbhbl.com/special-feature-the-serial-killer-newsletter-midnight-gore/
Within minutes of reading the first issue, which included two stories, each from the perspective of the perpetrator, I was hooked. So, I reached out and began a conversation with the man behind Midnight Gore, Mark Wright.
I soon found out that he had worked in the film industry for years, in many departments. His favorite departments were script writing and directing. And while Mark still loves being a storyteller, he’s begun to channel his creations through the written word, leaving the world of cinema behind him.
Since the first time I reached out to Mark, we’ve had great conversations about books, movies, and many other random life events. When I asked him for a formal interview, he was a little tentative, but decided to go along with it. While he may be new to the world of short stories and novels, this guy knows horror!
WS: Many times, horror movies get a lot of hype before release, but are a big let down to fans. Where do you think they go wrong?
MW: The hype is done as a promotional effort to help people gain an interest in a project ($) before it is released for wide public consumption. Me personally, when I see a large promotional endeavor taking place for a project, and see an overwhelmingly large amount of critics up-talking it, I lose interest. With that many people pushing it, there’s a reason why it is being overly promoted (usually not good).
WS: What do you look for in a great horror story, whether it be a film or a book?
MW: Action, Conflict, Thrill, Shock, Freight. Something that will make the story hard to forget when it is over; that is what makes a horror story memorable to me. These things can occur within a character, event, part of the plot (or plot change), and even if the antagonist prevails and lives at the end.
MW: I am a big David Cronenberg fan. I love his imagination and how he puts a story on film. William S. Burroughs opens doors in books just like David Cronenberg does on films to me.
WS: What’s your favorite horror story?
MW: Oh geez, that’s a hard question! Movie: Videodrome; Book: not sure. Recently, Bret Easton Ellis has been on my mind.
WS: What was your proudest achievement in film?
MW: Kill Kill. I loved the people I worked with on it, and a version of it was released in black and white. It was meant to be a black and white noir film. I turned the story over to Eric Fisk and he is working on a pre-story to it. He will also be working on a part of the story where the film ended. He will be writing this in book format.
MW: My friend, Eric Fisk, owns Big Green Publishing and likes what I do. He was needing content and I was needing promotion, it worked out for the best of both of us. He is good at what he does, and I am very lucky to be on board.
MW: The hardest part was creating more to the story. The story was taken from a short film script. When rewriting it, I needed to add to the beginning of the actual story and more to the end. The story, when in literary format, was freed because I didn’t have to worry about a shooting budget. I was able to add more conflicts and plots to the story (which have not been released yet) that lets the concept and main character become more entertaining to a reader. The easiest part of the story was putting the parts back in that I was limited from when writing the short film script.
MW: The Grindhouse 42nd Street Killer in TSKN #2.
WS: That’s still my favorite of your short stories too! Lastly, what advice would you give to new authors or screenwriters of horror?
A big thanks to Mark Wright, for taking the time to speak with me. I hope you enjoyed this interview, and if you would like to know more about the author and his works, check out:
Places to find Mark on Twitter: https://twitter.com/MidnightGore
https://twitter.com/WriterMDW
Visit Mark’s Blog: https://writermdw.blogspot.com
Subscribe to The Serial Killer Newsletter on Mark’s Blog: https://writermdw.blogspot.com for early release dates on Kindle
Big Green Publishing authors: http://biggreennation.com/
And, you can follow Big Green Publishing on Twitter: https://twitter.com/BigGreenPublishing
“To read more interviews, book reviews and short stories, follow J.A. Sullivan at her blog Writing Scared: https://writingscaredblog.wordpress.com”
Sunday, June 3, 2018
New Stories Every Week!
New Stories Every Week!
If you are a Film Director or Producer
and looking for the perfect story to film.
contact me at writermdw@gmail.com
Friday, June 1, 2018
What I Do… Why?
By Mark Wright
I reach into my pocket and pull out my door keys. Sorting through the many keys on my key ring, I stop and process my life events wondering why I do what I do. I find my door key. Slide it in the doorknob and turn it which turns the doorknob and slowly opens my apartment door. The moonlight, shining through the front window, lights the room as a black and white noir picture. The picture of my den, artistic through my peripheral vision, is not right. I grab the doorknob and stop the door. Listening for any odd sounds, I hear nothing but the buzz on my neighbor’s TV. He leaves it on 24-7, even though he canceled his cable three months ago. I can’t smell anything out of place but can taste a New York dark brown shoe polish in the air like when I get my shoes shined. I never have my brown shoes polished. Staring at the wall—listening to the seconds tick, inside my head. A shadow twitches. Without time to think, I roll to the right, with my back against the split between my neighbor’s door, and pull the door shut. With my hand still on the doorknob, I hear a large caliber gun ignite inside my apartment, followed by an enormous hole appearing above my arm, in the door. Without thinking, I am on the ground, parallel to the outer door baseboard. My pistol in hand, I put the barrel on the bottom of the doorknob and fire. The doorknob and lock fly backward along with the door. I see the shadow, smoke flowing from its pistol barrel. I fired three shots. Entering and exiting the shadow. I hear my neighbor, Shane, opening his door. I stand up, brush myself off, and put my gun in its holster. As I shut my door, Shane looks over at me.
“What’s up Wes?” says Shane.
“Not much… You hungry?”
“Sure.”
“Let’s go get a pizza and a beer," I say.
Shane smiles with his eyes wide open and points in my direction.
I nod my head, “Sir Pizza… I’m buying.”
“Let me get my jacket,” said Shane.
I take my smartphone from my pocket and dial…
“This is Wes… I need a cleaner…"
Copyright © 2018 Mark Wright
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