Cocoa Tales

    • A Setback, But I'm Not Giving Up

      8 years ago

      Cocoa Tales

      Hard drive troubles; it's my own damn fault for plugging my hard drive into the wrong outlet out here on the rig. I know better. But I'm still pissed. I've lost the radio play screenplay I was working on the other day. I'd start again on the thing but the failure also cost me the entire Cocoa Tales file as well, all 220 something pages of it. Thankfully THAT one has redundant backups so I'm not too worried; should only set me back a few pages. And they weren't even very good pages. Here's to laziness and incompentence!

      But losing the ten pages I wrote on the radio play frustrates me. I'll have to wait until I'm back on land to start it again as I won't have access to my backups until then. Maybe I'll just work on the music and sound effects side of the project instead.

      I gotta say, the more I think about a radio play version of Cocoa Tales the more excited I become. There's just something about radio plays that I love; I used to listen to them when I was a kid and I ran When Radio Was when I worked in radio. Always loved the show. How awesome would it be to have modernized radio show storytelling released over the internet in MP3 form?

      Okay, maybe it's not all that awesome to most people; if it were someone probably would have done it by now. But I want it again. Guess that means I'm the one to give it a try.

      -Aaron

    • Something ELSE I'm Working On

      8 years ago

      Cocoa Tales

      As if I'm not already distracted from Cocoa Tales enough by the unrelated screenplay I'm working on and my countless other hobbies (not to mention, you know, my job) I've been toying with a new idea: Cocoa Tales - The Radio Play. Yes, like Star Wars and The Shadow before me I may do a radio play of the book I'm working on. It would be based on the current revision of my book so there would be lots and lots of new material you old-timers who remember the first draft would not have read yet.

      Why a radio show, you may ask? Well, aside from the fact that I have no animation skills whatsoever and have not the resources to do a live-action version (and certainly not well), I think audio stories have a certain flair to them, stimulating the imagination in ways visual media don't often do but not taxing our over-stimulated attention-span the way books do. I've always been a fan of old-time radio shows for that very reason and have wanted to do modernized radio storytelling for quite some time now.

      This is all highly dependent on several factors (not the least of which my ability to find talented voice actors) and, rest assured, I'll only do it if I can do it well. But who knows: you may be listening to Cocoa Tales next time around.

      -Aaron

    • Way to Go Rooster Teeth

      8 years ago

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      Looks like the group alerts are finally working. Booya! I'm at 205 pages in Cocoa Tales at the moment and though it appears work has slowed fret not. I'm doing mostly planning work for the latter half of the second part, hence my low page count. Also I'm a bit distracted by a screenplay I'm working on. It'll probably be crap, but what the hey: I'll write it anyway.

      -Aaron
      Phil. 1:3
      Bonus Material

    • Still Working

      8 years ago

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      By the way, don't think that because I'm not updating this I'm not working. I'm just not using this group thing until RT gets the alerts working. Until then...what's the point?

      -Aaron
      Phil. 1:3
      Bonus Material

    • 203 Pages In

      8 years ago

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      *sigh* I've finally finished The Hostage Sequence. That was a major point to get to for me as I've been planning it out for over a year now. IT'S DONE!! IT'S FINALLY DONE!!! You know what that means? I'm halfway through the book. Booya!

      -Aaron
      Phil. 1:3
      Bonus Material

    • Now 197 Pages In

      8 years ago

      Cocoa Tales

      I think what I hate the most about working on an oil rig is not being able to focus on my writing as much as I'd like to. Sure, I have loads of free time out here, but I don't have my notes with me, and more importantly I'm frequently distracted by that evil monstrosity, the Phone. Such a cruel work environment that requires I do my job.

      For what it's worth, I'll be back in Reno later this week, back to my daily 2,000 word regiment. Then I'll get something done!

      -Aaron
      Phil. 1:3
      Bonus Material

      P.S. - Working on more bonus material but, well, see above. I'm not too worried about that, though; it's not like anyone's reading these. RT, please get the alerts working for groups.

    • Still 196 Pages In

      8 years ago

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      Three days and all I've written is "In an empty room in the basement of the Pinnacle County Credit Union...". May as well be "The night was...". Bah. No biggy. I'll get more done today.

      -Aaron
      Phil. 1:3
      Bonus Material

    • Bonus Material

      8 years ago

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      A Cocoa Tale
      The Smell of Sulfur in the Morning
      "Were his eyelids open, he could see the feline outline watching him."

    • 196 Pages In

      8 years ago

      Cocoa Tales

      Well, here we are, 196 pages done, a good ways into Part Two, but still nowhere near completion. I did an estimate a while back and, at the current rate I'm doing, this book will be roughly 400 pages should it ever get published. And here's hoping it will.

      I'm currently working on The Hostage Sequence which is a huge factor in the second part. Most of the story hinges on how it concludes, and it gets pretty crazy. Let me put it this way: imagine someone has taken Harold and the bank he works at hostage, Faber and Floyd mount a rescue and Cocoa realizes someone else might kill her master before she does. Oh yeah. It's gonna be big.

      Don't know what I'm talking about? Character names completely lost to you? Well stick around. I'll be posting all new material introducing you to the characters over the next few weeks. Meet Cocoa for now. Enjoy!

      A Cocoa Tale
      The Smell of Sulfur in the Morning
      "Were his eyelids open, he could see the feline outline watching him."

      And check back often! I write a lot, and I'm always looking for mercilous feedback.

      -Aaron
      Phil. 1:3

    • The Smell of Sulfur in the Morning

      8 years ago

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      He stood on the porch of his mountain home, his skin slightly numb in the early morning air, breathing deep that frosty air, feeling the cool breeze in his nostrils as the scent of pine tantalized his olfactory nerve making his taste buds jealous and his eyelids close.

      Two other eyelids were open, however, cat-eyes peering from the bushes across the lawn. Were his eyelids open, he could see the feline outline watching him. And were his nose not flooded with the scent of the morning woods, he would detect a faint sulfurous odor as well.

      Fortunately for him, the woods are quiet, and the sound of a Zippo lighter flicking open was a sound quite familiar to him. He sighed, opened his eyes in time to see a stick of dynamite flying toward his face. With practiced ease he caught the dynamite, yanked the still burning fuse from the core and tossed the remaining explosive over across his porch. It landed unceremoniously on a quickly growing pile of TNT several yards from the south of his house.

      “This is getting old, Cocoa,†he proclaimed to the now empty bushes, turning to walk back into his house.

      Inside, the warm air of his heater brought the sensation of touch to his fingers as he shut the front door. He turned to the living room. There on the floor, seated on her haunches, a silver seal-point siamese looked up at him quietly. He stepped over to the cat, knelt to the floor next to her and began scratching her neck. “You’re a handful, you know that?†he said playfully.

      “A handful!?†the cat exclaimed. She rose to her feet and turned from him. “I am Cocoa Tael, you ingrate! I am the most feared feline in the world! I’m a hell of a lot more than a handful!â€Â

      He grinned. “And, uh, how many people have you killed, by the way?â€Â

      “Cocoa Tael needs no numbers to measure her ferocity, bub!†She stopped at her food dish. “Now where’s my breakfast!?â€Â

      “It’s coming, Cocoa,†he replied. He looked around on the floor, his forehead pursed. “What did you do with my lighter, anyway?â€Â

      Cocoa shrugged. “I dunno. Left it outside I think.â€Â

      He turned to her slowly. Cocoa was smelling her food dish.

      “Cocoa,†he said, “you do know that Zippo lighters stay lit until you close them right?â€Â

      With a grimace, Cocoa said, “When was the last time you cleaned this?â€Â

      “Cocoa! Did you close the lighter?â€Â

      Turning to look up at him Cocoa started to say something, stopped, thought, and then her eyes went wide just before the explosion rocked the house, shattering every window on the south side of his mountain home.

      He inhaled slowly, his index finger and thumb resting on the bridge of his nose between his eyes.

      “Oops,†Cocoa said. “Sorry. I’m really not trying to break anything. I just want to kill you is all.â€Â

      He shook his head. “No,†he said, “don’t be. I’m the idiot who let three weeks worth of dynamite pile up with a hostile cat in his house.†He stood in silence waiting for his skin to cool.

      “But hey, look on the bright side!†Cocoa said. “Now you can enjoy that nice, pine odor you love so much all the time!â€Â

      He exhaled slowly, his eyes still closed.

      “Well, once the sulfur clears.â€Â

      Opening his eyes and inhaling slowly, he crossed his arms and stared at Cocoa Tael.

      “I’ll just call the fire department.â€Â

      “I think that would be best.â€Â

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