Shay’s first day on the job isn’t going as well as she hoped. Her team, Unit Krieg, is sent into the dead zone to capture a terrorist cell that believes the United World Governments are trying to bring down their dimension with the Tesla Net, a wireless energy network that powers most of the developed cities. When Unit Krieg uncovers the U.W.G.’s plot that supports the terrorist theory, Shay finds her family at the epicenter. It’s a race to save her family before the new Tesla nodes tear apart their world.
No seriously. My website, Mydeslexicworld, typo. I get so excited sometimes about sharing with you guys I forget to check for typos on the important stuff. Like the new opening video I did for Pocket Change. Or should I say Pockect Change… I’d act embarrassed but its soooo me. I should fix it, because its professional video for marketing …
The latest installments for R9 are up, plus a bit of a life update since I’ve been gone for a bit.
Last week I mentioned one of the hardest things for artist and self-publishers to do is gain exposure. This week I’ve a question, do writers and artist have brands?
A lot of times when people hear Marketing, they think ad campaigns (both web and TV). It’s a buzzword that gets thrown around a lot. The simplest explanation is exposure. I’ll share a bit of what I do in terms of marketing.
My wonderful uncle did the book cover for my new series R9. Here is his process for reaching the final draft. I absolutely love the cover design and hope lots of people that see it will comment good things.
I clung to the one avenue I thought was viable and lost sight of my original purpose for embarking on this game writer journey. Thinking back to that first GDC, and even before that, my end goal has always been to share stories by any means possible.
Inferiority Complex drove fear into my hands and froze my fingertips from typing. This complex was the reason I never touched the business cards I received and why I stopped attending GDC. It fed my self-loathing and partnered with my jealousy.
I debated whether or not to write this because I feel pretty dumb about it. I figured since I’ve been fairly open with you all so far, why stop now? First, let me talk about my irrational jealousy and how it contributed to my depression and stagnation as a writer for the last several years.
The first chapter for R9 is now available on Patreon. I’ve made some changes to the feedback process to make it easier for readers to give critiques.
Mrs. Badass AC adapter died. For the third most important woman in my life, I’ve just enough money to save her!