Sunday Digest: Unsurprisingly, there is nothing.

Yeah, after my wife got in that car accident, my motivation to write kinda tanked. Some old guy in a big truck pulled out right in front of her as she was driving up the hill about two blocks from our home. Destroyed the bumper and the hood, but hopefully there was no damage to the actual systems? We won’t know until tomorrow at the earliest, though. Oh, our car is a 2005 Prius, by the way. We had just replaced the main battery on it recently, too. And the rear suspension.

I am not happy. 😦

All the insurance stuff has been taken care of, and the other guy’s insurance is taking the price of the rental car. (We still have to cover the optional full coverage insurance, of course, but we’ll take what we can get.) But the damage will likely exceed the value of the vehicle… So yeah. It sucks. :\

Anyway, I’ll try to get my mood together, and work on some more Anubai this upcoming week. I got an idea of the scene I want, but the lead-in is giving me trouble. Eh, writing is tough.

My model excavator is only half done, so no picture this week either. So did I just make this post to complain, then? Yeah, pretty much. Sorry. 😦

I hope everyone had a better week than me. For those whose week was worse (looking at you, ohmariowv) I hope next week is better. Good luck, everyone. ^^;

OK, how about one picture:


Ugh, I did an awful job framing that picture… Anyway, this is my son, at the picnic of a certain volunteer organization (I think I can get away with calling it that), participating in a watermelon smashing activity! I am unaware of why they made the blindfold cover his entire face, however… Oh, and the plastic bat was deliberately used to make sure everyone got a chance to attack the poor defenseless watermelon. Apparently. It certainly was (in)effective. 😛



No chapter this week.

My wife got into a car accident. She’s ok. Our car isn’t. And we only have the one. 😭

Life has been a bit rough, lately. I mean, I know others have it worse, but money worries are money worries, you know? 😞

Sunday+1 Digest: One chapter, one toy.

Hello! Welcome to Taco Tuesday! I have no idea why I said that, though, since its neither Tuesday, nor are there tacos.

Actually, it’s Monday, and I’m doing yesterday’s Sunday digest. So yeah, I’m late, I suppose, but yesterday was Father’s Day, and I ended up going over to my dad’s for dinner. There was some sort of golf tournament on TV, too. I believe Kafka(?) won. 😛

Anyway, so, I got a chapter of Anubai done on Saturday — go, me! Sadly, it was a chapter highlighting just why the Fan clan sucks, but I guess you’ve got to have chapters like that, especially if your hero isn’t that great a guy either… Well, we’ll see, maybe I’m short-changing Gan Zhu a bit. 😉 Next chapter should be sometime this week, and the start of an action sequence, I believe — look forward to it! 😀

Moving on, my wife and children got me a new toy for Father’s Day:


Yup, it’s a marble run. Love these things. As usual, it has certain issues, causing marbles to be thrown off in random directions, but I’m sure if I cared to tweak it a bit, I could reduce the incidents a bit. Maybe. But who cares, it was fun to put together. Although I think my daughter is hiding lost marbles somewhere — I started with 10, and currently have 7 left after one day. Such is life. ^^;

Anyhow, this would have been out earlier, but my wife got stuck at work, and it threw off all my plans. Damn you, work! 😛

Well, I’ll get back to my own work, now. Really really want to get chapter 10 out this week… 😀

The Anubai Hero, Chapter 9

Chapter 9

The sun shone down on an airy pavilion, set in one corner of the grounds of the extensive estate belonging to the Fan clan. The courtyard around it had once belonged to the mother of Fan Bin, a concubine named Jai Yana, and Fan Bin had appropriated it for himself after his mother had been killed. Of course, he had been the one to kill her.

It wasn’t that Fan Bin had ever been mistreated by his mother. Jai Yana had been one of Fan Gen’s many, many concubines; in fact, she had been the lowest ranking among them. She was simply a commoner who had been forcibly kidnapped off the streets of North Pine City due to Fan Gen’s sudden whim, and made to suffer his questionable affections. Whether her parents had protested her abduction, she never knew; in her heart, she had hoped that they had remained silent, for if they had so much said a word against Fan Gen, they would definitely have been killed.

Jai Yana was not the first woman who had been treated in this fashion by Fan Gen, but she had been the only one to survive longer than a single year. Continue reading

Sunday Digest: My tooth hurts.


Oh, and separately disappointing, I didn’t finish Anubai 9 this week. I’d like to say the failure to get it done hurts as much as the toothache.

It doesn’t. Toothache sucks. 😦

Anyway. I’m about… a third(?) of the way through the chapter. So, assuming I can find some time to write this week (not guaranteed), it should get done. Yeah, I’m not perfectly content with it, but… y’know. Fan Bin. What can you do? :\

Oh, hey, while I’m thinking about it, OhmarioWV (the guy in the comments around my site, and probably on this post too… 😉 ) is streaming a Fallout 4 run on Twitch Fridays and Saturdays. Probably best to check his site for details… He’s also posted the videos on his YouTube channel, I believe. The interesting thing is, he’s playing as an expy of one of his own original characters, a gunslinger known as Lost Justice. It’s interesting because he was inspired to make the character after playing Fallout New Vegas, so there’s this weird echo effect going on. Well, I find it interesting anyway.

Oh, and here’s a Humvee.


I’m not 100% sure why its driving over my tools. Oh, and interestingly, while on the box it’s explicitly called a Humvee, the instructions inside call it “4WD Military Automobile.” It’s like they printed the instructions before getting the license or something… >.>

…Ow. See you next week. 😦

Sunday Digest: I want to be the wind, Masu.

Bonus points if you catch the obscure reference. Well, obscure due to lack of context, anyway.

Hi, happy Sunday, everyone! I was thinking about doing a little piece on the difference between a straight man and a tsukkomi today, but I didn’t feel like doing the research, so maybe next time. 😉

What did I manage to accomplish this week? Well, despite a busy schedule on days where normally I’d be able to do some writing, I pushed out two more parts of the short story Wind on the Lowest Plane. It will stay a short story. It wants to creep out further, but it can’t. Bad short story! 😛

…Well, of course I still have one(?) part left to go, but it won’t grow any further than that!

Probably. :\

Anyway. On the model front, I put together a carousel, or merry-go-round if you prefer. Pictured here with my ferris wheel model, because I like themes. 😉


Also pictured is my Mourning Cloak butterfly model, which is from a brand new line that, as you can see, is nicely colored. I’m also working on my Humvee model, which probably won’t take too horribly long once I actually start working on it. Unfortunately, the instructions are a little substandard, which makes it slightly more annoying… :\

Anyway, next week! Anubai Hero 9: Fan Bin is Definitely a Bad Guy! (Not an official title.) Hopefully by Wednesday so probably Thursday. Look forward to it! 😉

Wind on the Lowest Plane, Part 4

In case you missed them: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3. There will be one last part. (I think.)

“A-alright. I’m sorry,” apologized the woman. “Um. I am… or I was an important person back on my original world–”

“A queen, or nearly so. And an oracle, of sorts,” interrupted the shadow. “Though I wonder… just where did your prophecy originate? Was it truly a likely possibility, or was it simply manipulation by an outside power?”

“That’s…” The woman hesitated, flustered.

“Never mind, never mind,” said the shadow soothingly. “It certainly doesn’t make a difference. It’s merely that prophecy more often than not, leads straight to Tragedy — and here you are. Interesting, isn’t it?” Continue reading

Wind on the Lowest Plane, Part 3

It’s been a long time, so, here are Part 1 and Part 2. Or if you want to wait until the last part is complete, I’ll be posting the whole story on its own page, so you can read it all at once. Fyi. 😉

The shadow gazed at the woman, and she gazed back. After a moment, the shadow spoke to her. Its voice was low, and surprisingly gentle. “Hello, little one.”

The woman swallowed, and stuttered as she responded, “H…hel…lo…”

“Hmmm,” said the shadow. “Well, first of all, you should probably stop sitting on him.” Continue reading