Summer Movie Bonanza


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Hey, readers! Welcome to Neal Steichen’s Summer Movie Bonanza! Quite frankly, it is our first bonanza and I like it. Bonanzas should happen more often. The world would be a better place.

First off, I am not a movie reviewer. I don’t have tons of spare cash to go out and spend on eight dollar tickets and twenty dollar popcorn. I do occasionally go out to see movies I have a strong interest in seeing or movies my girlfriend wants to see (I am more than willing to do this, but she very rarely disagrees when I suggest one of my choice). The point is that some of this is speculation. To make this easy, that is how I will split up the post. SPOILERS AHEAD! Are you ready? Here we go!

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Life Finds a Way…


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Hello, dear readers.

I hope everyone is enjoying these summer months. I have been trying to as well as supplying some quality writing for my readers. However, it has been tough lately. I have been spending a lot of time with family and friends, which has been well needed since my time abroad. I am working hard looking for a good quality job where my talents will grow. In today’s economy, looking for an entry position for a skilled job where my degree is significant is pretty difficult, but not hopeless. On top of all this, though, I’m dealing with some writer’s block on the serial, “He Kindly Stopped Me.”

So, for right now, the story is on a little hiatus, but that is it. I just have to move away from a once a week for exclusively the story. I still want to do that, but I am going to have to add some of the variety I was talking about a few weeks ago. Before the end of the week, I am going to make another post about 22 Jump Street and some other thoughts about summer movies. Just letting everyone know what is on the way. Hopefully, I will work something out for the serial. I don’t want to throw it away and want to end it on a note that is worth what I put into it.

Until then, though, cheers!

Happy Fourth of July Special


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Hey, dear readers! The serial “He Kindly Stopped Me” is on hiatus this week. I wanted to make a post about the Fourth of July and just throw around some thoughts about it’s history, what Americans do culturally, and other things about the day.

So, first of all, let’s get rid of some preconceived notions about the Fourth. The date itself is not really all that important. July 4th is only the date when the Declaration of Independence was edited into its final form. The document was drafted and approved two days earlier on July 2nd. Looks like we are all off by a bit. Furthermore, the document was even signed for a few months afterward. If you want to learn more about a few American myths, National Geographic has a nice little feature about a few other historical inaccuracies.

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He Kindly Stopped Me: Part 10


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George opened his eyes and found himself in a dimly lit parking lot outside of a rundown motel. His eyes slowly adjusted to the flickering orange light of the nearby streetlamp. It wasn’t long until he realized that Death was standing next to him.

“Where are we?”

“Patience, my friend.” Death patted George on the shoulder, trying to console him. However, this came off more as terrifying intimidation than an act of consolation.

Death’s bones rattled against the pavement as he walked toward the building. Hesitant, George eventually followed behind. He looked around to see if anyone could see him. Somehow, Death could tell.

“Don’t worry. We are unobservable right now.”

As he finished the sentence, the robed skeleton walked right through the closed door as if it were not there. George, startled by it at first, realized that he had seen worse things in the past day, so he decided to follow along.

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He Kindly Stopped Me: Part 9


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George’s eyes snapped open. He could hear himself involuntarily whimpering as he realized he was back home, safe in his own bed. He was paralyzed by his own fear. The sounds of crunching metal and emergency sirens were now replaced by the eerie calm of his own bedroom.

His alarm buzzed to life, nearly giving him a heart attack in the process. Slowly, he sat up as his eyes adjusted to the darkness around him. He slunk out of his bed silently and put his slippers on. He crept about his own apartment to make sure there were no more unwanted visitors.

His bedroom was empty, and so was the bathroom. He brushed his teeth as quietly as he could, finding it hard to break from routine. He was about to step out, but stopped. He turned around and walked to the shower, gently placing his hand on the curtain. He ripped it back to reveal its secret.

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