#and I freakin'... BLITZED the mines
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I think I wanna try drawing my Mistria MC 🤔
#like am I GOOD at the anime style they use? NO.#but now that we've got Caldarus's designs I wanna make her seasonal 'fits that kinda complement his#I unlocked Caldarus WAY sooner than I was supposed to and it is Super Obvious lol#I started a new save#because I wanted to replay#(I love that the writing in this game is good enough that I was like 'I want to see the Friday night inn convos again')#but it meant I knew to save unlock items#and I freakin'... BLITZED the mines#so statue!Caldarus was still at blue hearts#and like. from a story perspective I DO understand why he's gotta be at yellow to rescue MC from Certain Doom.#but the fact that I straight-up skipped both levels of green#on account of it is FALL of YEAR ONE#is hilarious#they definitely did not intend for me to do that#when I inevitably start fresh for the next stop on the roadmap I will probably go ahead and wait until Y2 at least#because I remember him getting quiet and then silent over winter and I l think it adds a certain je ne sais quoi to the relationship
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“How do you want to do this?”
Cyberpunk 2077 Sentence Starters
“Depends on whose strengths we wanna play into, yours or mine, Goro. I’m confident that we can get in there, plant our little bug onto Yorinobu’s datapad, and get outta there A.S.A.-freakin’-P. Which, y’know, you’re calm and collected so that’d help us get inside without getting caught. Then there’s my personal fave, which won’t work but I could dream, where we just go in there and kick ass and take names. One of those kinda Ballroom Blitz situations.”
V offered a shrug and looked up to Goro. “I guess we’re going with the stealthy route. If we get caught, Yori’s gonna hightail it outta there and we’re never gettin’ near him ever again. I mean, c’mon, we both know that Arasaka security doesn’t fuck around, now do we? No bodies, no trace, we’re goin’ in there and turnin’ that datapad into our little entry wound into Arasaka’s files.”
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from 'RittenhouseTL' for all things Timeless http://bit.ly/2F1Nugl via Istudy world
only-freakin-sunflowers: Guys, Wanna Hear A Secret? I’m Santa. Merry Christmas @4evertimeless, I’m...
Guys, Wanna Hear A Secret? I’m Santa.
Merry Christmas @4evertimeless, I’m your @timelesssecretsanta! I hope you enjoy your gifts, I packed a few presents in here. I know it might not make up for Thursday night, but I sure hope it brings you a smile and a feel or two.
(A change of pace around here, posting some garcy goodies under the cut!)
1) Some edits…

2) A Playlist, for Garcy:
• Sick of Losing Soulmates, Dodie
• Need You Now, Lady Antebellum
• Gravity, Sara, Bareilles
• Somebody to Love, Kacey Musgraves
• Baby Don’t Leave Me Alone With My Thoughts, Lake Street Dive
• Gale Song, The Lumineers
• Rollercoaster, Serena Ryder
• Make You Feel My Love, Adele
• Marry Me, Thomas Rhett
(And now starting the Broadway section of the playlist, I actually don’t know most of these, they’re at @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels‘ recommendation- thanks so much again Mads, Merry Christmas!)
• You Matter To Me (from Waitress)
• As Long As You’re Mine (from Wicked)
• I’ve Never Been In Love Before (from Guys and Dolls)
• I’ll Know (from Guys and Dolls)
• Something Good (from Sound of Music)
• Something There (from Beauty and the Beast)
• Falling Slowly (from Once)
• Only Love (from Scarlet Pimpernel)
3) I wrote a songfic to Marry Me by Thomas Rhett
You would think it was Rufus and Jiya’s wedding. They’d really taken to planning it nicely.
“Did you get the flowers?”
“Yes.”
“And you picked up the dry cleaning?”
“Yes, hanging from a pipe in the hallway.”
“Not by the fan, right?”
“No, of course not.”
“The rings?”
“Check.”
Amidst the wedding blitz that had taken over their humble bunker, Flynn was mostly quiet, contemplative. Reminiscent of his time with Lucy mostly.
“I always wanted a big wedding,” she slurred, a few drinks into the night. “But, meh.”
“Meh?” he responds, cupping his own drink in his hands. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I mean… listen, my family as I knew it has fallen apart over the past two years. My life is not what I expected, I’m not where I thought I’d be. A big wedding isn’t exactly at the top of the priority list anymore. Just getting down that aisle and getting those words out, that’s all that’s important. It doesn’t mean I don’t still want some things, though.”
“Yeah? Like what?”
And till sunrise she had sat there staring up at the ceiling blabbering about the dream wedding she hadn’t planned. How she’d do her hair (ideally, it’d be longer by then, half up with curls and a veil), what her dress would be like (lace, of course, very classic, but not itchy), the colours (burgundy and beige) and the cake (red velvet) and everything in between.
He remembered being able to picture his part in it too. A black, pinstriped suit and a burgundy tie, a flask full of Bib & Tucker nestled in his pocket. Waiting until it was time, wondering if he’d crack a tear or just a smile when he saw her walking down the aisle. He didn’t wanna be the guy that cried.
He wanted to kiss her that night. Her lips had been red from drinking straight from the bottle, they looked like they could use a kiss, seal the deal on her hot mess state of mind. She didn’t look like that today, though. Today, she was still sort of a mess in her Preston sorta way, but there wasn’t a drop of alcohol on her breath and her lips were a different kind of red. Not quite burgundy, but a shade of red. He bets she wishes her hair was still a few inches longer, but it curled nicely around her shoulders, the fronts clipped back by her veil). Her dress was exactly what he pictured it would be–
“They say it’s bad luck, when the groom sees the dress before the wedding.”
He smiles, not expecting her to come up behind him. “You better stay here with me, then. Wyatt’s out there waiting for you.”
She takes the tiniest peek out into their venue, and sure enough there’s her groom, waiting at the end of the aisle; a navy blue tie and a pinstriped suit, probably wondering if he’d cry or smile when the time came. He took Flynn’s spot in his own fantasy, leaving him… here. Wondering if he said something, or if he smiled.
“You look beautiful,” he starts. He hasn’t made up his mind yet, his mouth is just buying him time. “Is it everything you’d hoped it would be?”
“It is,” she nods. Is he imagining that shadow of disappointment in her eyes? Is he projecting? “Almost.”
He’d never know. He looked away, and then it was his time to head into the hall, arm linked with Denise in a way that made them both grin in its gaudiness. She’d never know either. Or, maybe she did. After all, she was still wishing the wedding colours had been burgundy and beige. She liked burgundy better than blue.
Have a Merry Christmas @4evertimeless! ❤️
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Eric A. Shelman is amazing. Not only is he an amazing writer he can sing too. If you haven’t heard him sing check out his YouTube channel. You don’t want to miss it. He has a great sense of humor and an awesome personality. He loves his wife more than anything in the world. You should hear him talk about her it will make you smile. His writing will have you turning pages fast as you can and holding your breath. I highly recommend you reading his books you will love them. His characters are well-developed and the story line solid and flows well. If you haven’t met him you are missing out on a great man, writer and friend. Please welcome Eric A. Shelman to Roadie Notes…..
1. How old were you when you first wrote your first story?
I had to be 18 or 19 – I had moved to Dana Point, California, into my first apartment on Silver Lantern street. I had a HUGE group of good partying friends, with it being 1978/79, and wrote a story that included all of them called “Joe Toast in Outer Space.”
Joe Toast was what I’d call myself (and my friends called themselves) when we got a little … let’s say, “blitzed.” Somebody’d come up to me at a party and say, “Hey, man, how you doin’?” and I’d say, “Man, I’m Joe Toast.” Meaning … I was “toasted.”
BUT that said, I also wrote poetry when I was a kid – even got a poem about a departing teacher, Mrs. Dunaway, in the newspaper. Some shit about the golden rule, etc. I later wrote a poem called “Bird Talk” that I thought was pretty good – a teacher asked me where I copied it from, not believing I wrote it. Man, that hit me hard. So, that’s about it. I wrote Bird Talk, probably when I was 8 or 9.
2. How many books have you written?
I’m at 18 right now, but am working on #19. 15-1/2 of those books were written since 2010. I had a 12-year gap in my writing, where I just gave it up completely. I blame a cruel, harsh critique group – but they weren’t really that. They helped me a LOT.
3. Anything you won’t write about?
I love horror, so I tend to go that route. I think of something that scares me, and try to approach it from a different direction. I don’t think I’d ever do romance – but I might try erotica under a pen name. I can get as sexy/raunchy/intimate as the next guy. Just never have. I have a lot of stories from my personal life that would make good drama, but not anything I think I’d want to share, and unfortunately, the people in my life would know the story – and they wouldn’t appreciate it.
4. Tell me about you. Age (if you don’t mind answering), married, kids, do you have another job etc…
I’m turning 57 this year, which is just freakin’ baffling to me. I mean, I remember being in my late teens and twenties, never EVER believing I’d live to see 30, much less 40 or 50+. That’s because I was a big partier back in the 70s. I partook in pretty much every recreational drug that didn’t require a needle (never, EVER would I jab a needle in my arm) and I’d wager a guess that when I was young, NONE of my friends would’ve ever predicted I’d become an author and tell stories of zombies, aliens and serial killers.
I’m married for 30 years to my wife, Linda, but we’ve been together since 1983. That’s 34 years together. We live in Cape Coral, Florida, and currently do not have any dogs – but we always have. Greyhounds, Whippets, Chihuahuas, Shelties, etc. We almost seem ready for a new rescue dog.
For my other job(s), I’m an audiobook narrator, and have done work for James Dean, Mike Evans, Thomas A. Watson, Comet Press, David A. Simpson, Dana E. Donovan, and others. I also narrate all of my own novels. I’m also an active real estate broker, and also work in Internet marketing/direct sales.
5. What’s your favorite book you have written?
It’s hard to say, but Shifting Fears is my favorite story. There are some cool intricacies I really like about the story, and those (few) who have read it also love it. Dead Hunger is what put me on the map, which ended at 9 books and a novella. My favorite couple would definitely be Flex and Gem of Dead Hunger.
I really like The Camera: Bloodthirst – it’s a funny/gory story, along the lines of “Reanimator.”
6. Who or what inspired you to write?
Well, despite the fact that I’ve been writing since I was just a young tike, my writing really ramped up when my late brother, Gary, came home sometime in the 1990s and shared a story he’d written. It was a fiction story called “The Gift,” and he was working on another about his life in Juvenile detention called “State Boy.” That inspired me to begin writing short stories. After pounding out 20 of them, I finally decided to write a book. In 1999, Out of the Darkness: The Story of Mary Ellen Wilson was released. That’s what gave me the permanent writing BUG.
7. What do you like to do for fun?
Well, you KNOW I love to sing, so I have over 400 videos on YouTube of me doing just that – yes, to Karaoke tracks. I don’t have a goddamned band, so what am I to do? Plus, Karaoke musicians don’t get drunk and mess up the tune while I’m singing. Sometimes I get drunk and mess it up, though. I also paint stuff occasionally, and I do sing part-time with a band named Shady Deal. Linda and I like to go camping, love to read and listen to tunes. I recommend some Friday or Saturday night, while you’re just mellowing out, to fire up Pandora and create a music station called Melody Gardot radio. You’ll DIG the vibes of that artist, as well as those similar to her. It’s a groooooooooveeeee.
8. Any traditions you do when you finish a book?
Not really – just fret about how to promote it so it doesn’t die on the vine, and begin thinking about my next book or my next audiobook narration.
9. Where do you write? Quiet or music?
Mostly quiet, in my office. I used to listen to rock guitar gods or classical music, but not so much anymore. Not sure why!?
10. Anything you would change about your writing?
If I had the time for the pause, I might seek out a large publisher – not an indy, because I don’t really feel in my bones that they can do as much for me as I would – I often check out their authors’ books to see how they’re selling, and normally, mine are better than theirs. I don’t need to trade this for worse – I’d like to really get with a house that could … you know, make me FAMOUS. (Because RICH usually goes with that.) And we’d all like to be rich, no matter what we say on Facebook.
11. What is your dream? Famous writer?
Hell yes. I’d love to be known as a writer whose stuff you’ll buy just because HE wrote it. And to be happy and healthy as I roll my way towards death.
12. Where do you live?
Paradise, baby. Paradise. Cape Coral, Florida. As I write this, it’s February 8, 2017, and 80 degrees with sun outside. That’s why we live here. We moved here from southern California in 2001. We were there over 30 years, but before that, I was born and raised in Texas.
13. Pets?
Not presently – we’re DOG people.
14. What’s your favorite thing about writing?
The entertainment factor – knowing that you wrote something that people can use to take them away from their daily grind. There is one woman – a fan of mine – whose daughter was killed. She was devastated, and started reading Dead Hunger. She has told me so many times how that book series allowed her to escape her pain while she read it. That is the best feeling. Just the best.
15. What is coming next for you?
Either The Camera II, or a new zombie series. I’ve got some ideas I’ve got to flesh out. I’ve had starts and stops on new zombie series ideas – and then I keep wondering if it’s almost spent! Looking at Tufo’s sales, I have to say it’s not, but then again – maybe that’s just for him! I’ll be working on something else within 30 days of completing Scabs III. I will probably release the entire Scabs Trilogy in ONE book, which will be close to 1000 pages.
Anything else you would like me to include please feel free to tell me!
Methinks I hate Shakespeare, and I abhor the classics, like the very boring Moby Dick and others. I’m not into “literary” fiction, besides Watership Down, Flowers for Algernon, and some other greats. Give me a fantastic Dean Koontz or Stephen King book – or Ken Follett or Clive Cussler, for that matter. Then … I’m happy.
You can connect with Eric A. Shelman here:
Twitter: AuthorShelman Skype: Shelman9 Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/createyourfate Facebook Author Page: http://www.facebook.com/authorshelman Website: http://www.ericshelman.com My products site: http://the-twisted-products-of-author-eric-a-shelman.myshopify.com/ My books on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Eric-A-Shelman/e/B001K91I2Y/
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Getting personal with Eric A. Shelman Eric A. Shelman is amazing. Not only is he an amazing writer he can sing too. If you haven't heard him sing check out his YouTube channel.
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