To be fair, Eric and I sit on opposite political viewpoints, but he is very well spoken and intelligent. In addition to being a top notch writer, he also makes some great points in this blog about not trusting everything you read. I would add that the ‘news media’ is really out there to sell advertising space, delivering information is essentially a secondary goal.
Humans have an incredible desire to believe things, especially things that explain how the world works. It’s far easier to believe the pyramids were built by aliens than a large and dedicated work force because it explains something we can’t come to grips with: how would you get that many people to put in that much hard work with so little reward? The people that question this are usually coming off an eight to ten hour shift where they put in as little effort as possible for the maximum reward. Such is our culture that a different work ethic is so alien it may as well be aliens behind the whole thing.
New Mexico needs warning signs like this.
I think it’s because of this uncanny desire to simplify, understand, and believe things that conspiracy theories are as popular as they are. Conspiracy theories provide us with an easy answer to…
Sometimes a journey of a thousand miles becomes the most clear to you at mile ninety-nine and other times at mile 999.
On November 10th of last year I started down a journey. While I won’t share the details, I want to say it was life changing from the perspective of my writing. I was forced to sit down and actually look at my writing in ways I’d never done before. What I learned was inestimable in value.
Sometimes life is like that though. You can learn things by reading about them or you can learn things by the simple act of doing. Writing is like any other mental muscle you have. Exercising it is the only way to make it stronger. It is like going to the gym. When you are a child, you are impressed with yourself that you can lift twenty pounds. When in your prime you look back and marvel about how amazing lifting twenty pounds seemed as you throw a seventy-five .
Flexing your muscles does take time though. You have to work at it every day if you want to get stronger. I am not unique in that I have other things trying to steal minutes from my day. In addition to the normal things we all have to do, there are kids, errands, and plenty of other fun things I’d rather be doing instead.
I really love video games. It’s true. I am an old school Atari loving, Colecovision playing, Nintendo wanting, and now Xbox One kind of guy. At forty-three, I believe time spent playing games is actually time well spent. What I particularly love about them is how the types of games have changed over the years. We’ve gone from things like Pong and Space Invaders to epic novels in the form of games. It’s amazing how the field has changed. I love it.
I also love reading. Reading goes hand in hand with writing and if you are not spending at least as much time reading as you are writing, then that needs to be your goal. Granted, I am not really there yet, but I am working on it. I still read far more than the average American by a long shot. Not as much as my wife. She reads a lot!
All of these things take place in the span of time it takes to live life. Since November I attended MAGFest in Washington D.C. (it was a blast). And I registered for a few books signings/conventions this year. Long story short, I think I am ready for the next year. I feel good about where I am at. Now that could change a lot in the next few months, but for today, this 28th day of January 2017, I am positive everything is headed in the right direction. Now … back to writing.
Sit down, shut up, and hang on! Welcome to Rhest’s world. A world of salvaging, security for hire, and all kinds of bad-assery.
Some books set out to try and make you feel good. Some books try to teach you a lesson about life and maybe leave you a little better for the experience. Richard V. Aldrich’s, “Rhest for the Wicked” is none of those. It is more of a full powder keg of awesomeness lit with a fuse by a guy with cybernetic implants and a team of wrecking ball associates who love nothing more than breaking things and bringing home a paycheck.
Robert’s book really doesn’t have a big backstory to it. You start at the front gates of the adventure. You don’t need it. From the second the team sets foot in the mysterious and lethal Isis facility, they are faced with a world of pain that will have them shooting their way out of bad situations, to falling from an impossibly high tower, and solving a riddle that defies explanation.
Well written and fun characters are built around a world from a story telling point of view. Rhest is the protagonist and also the narrator of the story. He recalls his adventure from his point of view.
The world Robert builds is so awesomely crafted that you can’t help but visualize it.
The one thing I had a small hang-up with is the world he built. While his story telling skills are brilliant, the world can be a little confusing at times, but not enough to frustrate me. It was still a great ride, even with the couple of times I had to go back to re-read sections.
If you are looking for a book to grab and take with you on a flight or just a good ole’ fashioned shoot em’ up SCIFY adventure, this is a great option.