Project Nemesis by Jeremy Robinson.... Keep out of the hands of our government leaders!

Reading the title of this review, you have to wonder if I am some sort of conspiracy freak, or just a freak in general. The fact is, I bought this for my kindle just before bed last night, and started reading as soon as I woke up this morning. There might have been some teeth brushing in there at some point, but the morning is a blurry memory. I discovered I was trapped. Project Nemesis had it's hook through me, and I read it straight through. I was thrilled as it was finished, and yet sad because it was over. I thought, "Should I have read this more slowly, savoring it like a fine wine?" and realized "No way, this is no fine wine, this is that 21st birthday beer that haves you at some point howling to the moon, making inappropriate jokes to nuns (who shouldn't have been at the bar in the first place), and even though the night is a blur that has you completely unaware of your surroundings, as you are swept up in the magic of this great event. You remember your 21st for years, even though you can't recall exactly what made the day a blur, you just smile and know that even though you accomplished nothing that entire day, you enjoyed yourself more than should probably be legal. So as I said, don't let this book fall into the hands of government officials, because they sit on their butts doing too little as it is. This would bring all progress to a complete halt. LOVE THIS BOOK!

Whatever Star System you use for ranking, just hit the highest one for me, and write a little  + sign next to it.

You Chronic Pain Slackers!

As most of you know, I am in the process of disability. Why? I need a full hip replacement. I have a broken T1 Vertebrae. Most of my Cervical disks are completely degenerated. My Lumbar disks are degenerating rapidly as well. The arthritis in my spine is ridiculous. Lets not even get into Depression. My point is, I live in pain.

Granted, I will always be in pain, even if I get my disability, and the insurance benefits that go with it, which will provide the necessary medications and surgeries I need to continue down this road. But with the treatments I need I will finally be able to focus on writing more than 500 words every other month or so because I can't focus through the pain like I do now.

People say "Sitting down isn't that hard, why don't you spend all your free time writing?" Well, I don't have time to get into every single injury that I have, and what my pain level is like every day, so I'm going to start just dousing people with gasoline, lighting them on fire, and once they start screaming in agony I'm going to roll my chair over to them and tell them "I'd really enjoy a fresh new short story right now! Get to typin'!"

There's nothing like sitting down thinking "what should I name this character OMG I FEEL MY FEMUR PUSHING UP INTO MY STOMACH!"

I love writing. I miss writing. I plan to be write until I die. But I cannot do it full time right now, and unless I develop a psychic typewriter like in Stephen King's The Tommyknockers that writes my stuff in my sleep, people will have to be patient and hope I get the help I need soon. Once that happens, perhaps I'll write something truly breathtaking... or something that makes you want to punch the breath out of me.... but at least I'll be writing.

Welcome to the new blog, same as the old blog!

Well, as of tomorrow (June 23rd, 2013) I will no longer be using my website nicholasmay.us due to my current situation. I will still have my facebook page, both author and personal, and will carry on the bit of blogging I do back here on the old blog.