In my early efforts at filmmaking I starred in my own projects. This was done out of necessity as I was the only person I knew would show up every day. When I got into High School and gathered a more reliable group of friends (many of whom were in theater) my respect for the craft of acting compelled me to step behind the camera, where I have remained ever since. One of my 8mm epics was titled “Forsaken Island” and in it I get snatched by a stop motion Pterodactyl and carried away.
I tell you this so you know I’m not making the young woman in the above illustration (from an upcoming chapter of my Heart of the Hollow World series) go through anything I haven’t tried myself.
It is a well documented fact that during the dieselpunk version of WWII many cyclist were run off the road by military walkers.
It is 1943. The iron feet of military walkers trample the French countryside. Only a few are brave enough to defy them. But can anyone resist the machines?
“Resistance” is now available on scrollon.com and on the Scrollon App!
When Star Trek premiered in the Fall of 1966, I was too young to stay up past 9pm. But if I slipped out of bed and positioned myself discretely at the top of the stairs I had an oblique angle on our color TV set. I couldn’t see much of the action (without leaning dangerously over the railing), but I could hear the dialogue clearly enough. This became by Friday night ritual. If my parents were aware of my subterfuge, they turned a blind eye.
Now it’s hard for me to remember a time when Mr. Spock wasn’t part of my consciousness. RIP Leonard Nimoy (March 26, 1931 – February 27, 2015).
