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one monkey, no typewriters

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Picking Up the Ghost
a YA urban fantasy of ghosts, lies, and voodoo

tone milazzo

one monkey, no typewriters

tone milazzo


Running Wild Anthology of Stories Vol. 2
featuring ‘The Ginger Jar’

tone milazzo

one monkey, no typewriters

tone milazzo

one monkey, no typewriters

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one monkey, no typewriters

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San Diego writer of speculative fiction in prose and comics. Author of the YA urban fantasy Picking Up the Ghost, the upcoming E.S.P. and espionage novel The Faith Machine, and the upcoming graphic novel Dead Woman.

Open to freelance work punching up stories or homepages, script-doctoring, beta reads, or other opinion vendings. Represented by Cherry Weiner

Stories have been with us since the first hunter told another about the one who got away. Stories are what make us human. Stories lead to understanding. Stories are cooked. Fiction, religion, biographies, gossip, gaming, and history it all goes into the pot and out comes as fiction. To those ends I’ve been around, professionally speaking. Marine, taxi driver, teacher, scientist, and coder. This breath of experience has given me a little knowledge about a lot of things, good and bad.

A good story reaches beyond the scope of its words.

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(any title with the word ‘wave’ in it is inherently cheesy so I’ll abstain)

Google Wave looks like it’s going to replace Google Notebook. And maybe Gmail, Google Docs, Google Calendar and a bunch of other stuff. I figure I’ll be moving a bunch of my own notes and information to Wave; The Board of Debt, The Well, Milazziki, notes for work, etc. Most importantly to the wider world, I think this might be the biggest leap in communications since email.

Hang on Spider Monkey.

Years ago I decided to stop listening to stop crappy music, reading crappy books and seeing crappy movies and while the over all quality of my life has improved because of this the down side has been cultural drift. I sometimes find myself surrounded by people communicating in references to Michael Bay or Stephenie Meyer and I feel lost, like an immigrant, new to this strange land America. But with RiffTrax I can sit through two hour blocks of soul-killing celluloid and keep a finger on the cultural pulse without suffering.

Stone Brewery will be playing the RiffTrax version of Twilight tonight.

How Star Trekkie is it?

With everyone out there all agaga over the new Star Trek movie I thought I’d take the time to point out that the Emperor, while not naked, isn’t dressed as well as he could be. Because Star Trek is what it is for three reasons:

Action the TV show’s broadest point of appeal and the movie’s strongest point. The characters were strong and moved the plot forward and tension stayed high despite a weak villain and at least two gaping plot holes that I won’t spoil in case someone out there hasn’t seen it.

Social Commentary was the TV show’s strongest redeeming quality. Roddenberry used aliens and spaceships to address contemporary social issues that would otherwise never have been allowed on uptight 60s TV networks. And this is where the movie falls flat because Star Trek’s strongest quality is completely missing, unless the message was “Don’t travel back in time out of revenge because it’s not nice”. And there was room. Nero’s story was flat and could have been fleshed out to be more relevant to the human condition.
Maybe in the squeal, that is if they start making Star Trek sequels…

Science Fiction has always been the show’s weak point. Science Fiction doesn’t age within a few short years visions of the future become dated at best. Yes, some cell phones look like communicators but that doesn’t make Roddenberry a predictive genius like Verne or Clark.
The movie doesn’t try to correct the assumptions the show was based on and Star Trek continues to drift from science fiction into space opera. Except on one point. It was subtle and probably unintended but there’s one little vision of the future that the movie probably has right; 100 plus years in the future commercial radio will still be shoving the Beastie Boys in our ears.

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