Play/Write from Ryan Hodge

-Ryan J. Hodge

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For someone who enjoys a great story, is there anything better than a narrative that engages you from the very start? Imagine a world so rich you can almost smell the scents in the air, a delivery so clever it forces you to think in a way you never thought you would. I’m Ryan J. Hodge, author, and I’d like to talk to you about…Video Games.

Yes, Video Games. Those series of ‘bloops’ and blinking lights that –at least a while ago- society had seemed to convince itself had no redeeming qualities whatsoever. In this article series, I’m going to discuss how Donkey Kong, Grand Theft Auto, Call of Duty and even Candy Crush can change the way we tell stories forever.

What Moral Choice Systems Teach Us About Writing Better Characters

When we think of some of the truly great characters in contemporary narrative, one might notice that it is a certain type of character that rushes to mind above all others. The traditional hero may be all well and good, but does not lend itself to the same examination as Charles Foster Kane or Tony Soprano. In their respective stories, it can be easily claimed that it is the personality of these characters that drove the narrative forward and less the circumstances in which they found themselves.

There’s a reason they’re front and center.

There’s a reason they’re front and center.

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Poetry from Peter Jacob Streitz

COMPLETE CONCENTRATION

Treblinka forever lies over my U.S. hills
Where trains do roll through my childhood still
Day skies darken and night skies glow
Fertilized grass, green and grows
Over the dead and dying souls
Stuffed headfirst in living holes

All-American Boy Born 19__

My skull-white moon shines above
While whore-forced Jew makes camp-time love
Death is sought as end of whole
Not so when my cattle train rolls
Across stone bridges the boxcars slide
Clickity-clack buries star-crossed sighs

All-American Boy Born 1__

Beyond dry creeks my train flies past
Drunken driver blows a final blast
Our Polish vodka kills the pain
Shots drown screams in snow and rain
Trains connect from miles around
To dump their load in my hometown

All-American Boy Born

Childhood recalls trains as fun
Now they warn to forget its run
The train returns, swift with lightened load
And travels back to the deadman’s road
Cars all packed with skintight bone
I don’t listen to those alone

All-American Boy Bo

Sidetracked screams waif about my fears
Fresh smoked flesh distilled my tears
I’ve a drunken knowledge of what I’ve done
I know it all, yet told no one

All-American Boy

Like the Hitler’s mid-wife in Braunau
I knew of horror, then and now
Rosa Horl delivered our devil’s kin
I knew him well and let him in

All-American

My heart raved against the bastard’s “murderous race!”
Yet the Hebrew, a queer, any “ist” could take my place
Christian screams rang in my ears
But nothing took, nothing near
I knew of torture, yet told no one
Never admit what I had done

All-America

“They,” occupied us from within
“We,” decreed it their deadly sin
Our Headmen ordered and turned their backs
While I laid the state-run tracks
Trooped in lines towards well-scrubbed shacks
Freed ash rose from store bought stacks

All-Americ

Red embers swirled in a dull black night
Kike crazed communist on gypsied flight
Fires raged hotter and my time grew short
Still I had nothing to report

All Ame

Cremains flew higher than I could go
Condemned to silence for what I know

All A

Their smell no longer spreads earthbound
Its stench became my sacred ground
Blood-dried trails line the path I plod
I dare not touch the blistered sod
From this soiled earth, truth could grow
With seeds of hate from what I know

All

Now my stifled screams ring mountain peaks
I lived gagged, I cannot speak
My tribe once sung “Fight till our new man comes”
But I fear him like my father’s son

A

For I am that old man whose mind does reek
I wait silently, never once I speak

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Synchronized Chaos February 2015: Loss and Longing

Welcome, readers, to February’s issue of Synchronized Chaos International Magazine. This month, perhaps in line with a certain view of the Valentine’s Day holiday, we turn to themes of loss and longing.

Elizabeth Hughes brings us reviews of several horror, thriller, fantasy and suspense novels in her Book Periscope column: Michael de la Pena’s FBI covert action thriller Coyote Wars, Marjorie Thelen’s utopian spoof of old-fashioned campy sci fi, A Far Out Galaxy, and Bobby Sutton’s Cajun horror tale Reunion: The Making of a Legend. 

What sorts of psychological longings are addressed by horror and thriller novels? Why do these genres continue to appeal to readers? Our colleague Merrick Hansen, in an interview with Bobby Sutton that we hope to reprint, suggests that horror appeals to our primal instincts, gets our attention and makes us feel something and remember that we are alive.

I and others see in these genres a way to experience intense feelings in a safe, vicarious environment. When my life is calm, I find myself enjoying something bolder and rougher, such as Coyote Wars or Reunion. When things become more chaotic, I seek out something more akin to A Far Out Galaxy, which contains plenty of action and suspense but affirms the power of love and connection. As much as some people make fun of ‘campy’ writing or pieces with happy endings, the fact is that books of this sort remain popular, in part because people seek out some basic order to the universe, some sense that even setbacks are part of a larger story that will eventually make sense. Brian Sutton points out that even horror is not necessarily nihilistic and can point to moral order without a requisite happy ending when seen as illustrating the ugliness and dangers of evil.

Elizabeth Hughes also reviews Deborah Hawkins’ Ride Your Heart ‘Til it Breaks, a literary romance whose characters grapple and choose among a variety of desires: for meaningful careers, stable relationships, passion, and finding their true selves. Hawkins explores forgiveness and self-discovery as ways to make peace with our past losses and present choices in her tale of an undying connection between a musician and a lawyer.

Some poets this issue express different sorts of longings. James Brush goes back to earlier poetic forms to convey something even more primal: the need for rain. Brush seeks out a more elemental, real connection to nature, to something visual and visceral. G.K. Brannen also speaks of harmony with nature, with the water and desert, in an authentic, tough-minded way. Just as Brush and Brannen encourage us to look outward and pay attention to our physical world, columnist Ryan Hodge looks to the ecosystem of video games to illustrate how much we can learn about our surroundings and how much of a story we can put together through careful observation.

Peter Jacob Streitz’ work laments that he never became bold and uncompromising enough in the quest for good, a piece inspired by the life of Martin Luther King. Kahlil Crawford also experiences a death of some of his idealism, as what he considers a worthy nonprofit turns out to be marred by systemic arrogance. Marjorie Thelen also fantasizes about expanding the possibilities of her life, envisioning different destinies in a more fanciful piece.

J. Lewis’ poetry illustrates grief in a piece inspired by the attack on the World Trade Center but intended to become more universal. Jordana Feld’s tango-inspired artwork celebrates a dance embodying longing and desire.

Arron Erickson cries out through poetry for a fairer world where there is recognition of activities less popular that competitive sports. Paul Beckman’s flash fiction piece shows how a man’s behavior leads to disappointment and loss in his life.

Alan Clinton’s quirky travel vignettes include lots of cultural references, from 90’s band Oasis to Babylonian temple customs. In this way his speaker seeks to be part of history, part of the global pantheon of culture. Ross Bryant plays with words, tantalizing us with a plethora of language that stimulates our desire to communicate and be heard.

Andrea Carr’s novel Family Tree the Novel: Family Tree’s protagonist Angel Harper longs for a family without secrets. In this novel, reviewed by Tony Longshanks leTigre, the loss of Angel’s sister drives her to reconnect with relatives and push for this level of wholeness.

Sue W-D’s poetic vignettes are suffused with intimacy and memory, and provide us with pleasing glimpses of her cat. This issue’s collection of Nigerian-inspired fables from Laura Kaminski are meditations on thought, awareness, and gratitude.

Virginie Colline renders death in a poetic stylized manner, perhaps finding beauty in the pain of loss, or softening it through art. And Christopher Bernard grapples with the killings of cartoonists at the Charlie Hebdo magazine through the medium of cartoons.

Thank you very much for considering the thoughts and works of this month’s contributors.

Couple standing together in a green yard by a red fence, dressed in dark blue, seeming to grieve together

Paul Gauguin’s Mistral

Elizabeth Hughes’ Book Periscope

Marjorie Thelen’s A Far Out Galaxy

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A Far Out Galaxy is a sci fi romance. It is a must have for fans of sci fi and fans of romance. Queen Vita and Commander Will both need heirs. The cloning process has been sabotaged by Commander Will’s step brother, who also wants Queen Vita for his own. Read A Far Out Galaxy today for fun and laughter and the many adventures of the crew of the spaceship Maximum. I absolutely know you will love this book as much as I have. It will keep you on the edge of your seat page after page. This is a must have for sci fi and romance fans alike. I highly recommend this book. Happy Reading!

A Far Out Galaxy may be purchased here: http://www.amazon.com/Galaxy-Deovolante-Space-Opera-Book-ebook/dp/B00H1C9CQ8/

Michael de la Pena’s The Coyote Wars

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The Coyote Wars is a suspense thriller that will keep the reader intrigued until the very end. The Coyotes are the grown children of a couple that is plotting a home terrorist scheme. I love the way the book tells about each character and their role in the story. I love the build-up of the plot. As the story unfolds you will absolutely not want to put the book down until you have finished reading every page. This is a must have for everyone’s home libraries. I absolutely loved this book and highly recommend it. Happy Reading!

The Coyote Wars can be purchased here: http://www.amazon.com/Coyote-Wars-Michael-C-peC3B1a/dp/1492992682/

 

Bobby Sutton’s Reunion: The Making of a Legend

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For those who love horror stories, you will love Reunion. This is definitely a must have for your home libraries. You will want to read it in one setting. It is exciting page after page and will make you want to sleep with a light on. Reunion: The Making of a Legend is the story about a group of friends who get together in Breaux Bridge, Louisiana for their 10 year high school reunion. They have all been having nightmares over the years of the friend that disappeared the night of the prom. The friends went out to the haunted house to try to see the ghost of the Old Man. They heard insane laughter coming from the darkness and thought it was one of them that was making the laughter. They decided to leave one behind as a prank, when they came back, he was gone. When they gather for their 10 year reunion, a couple of them disappear and they go out to find them. What they walk into is a nightmare in and of itself. Buy Reunion today and find out what happens to the friends as they embark on a nightmare of an adventure. Absolutely loved this book. Happy Reading.

Reunion may be purchased here: http://www.amazon.com/Reunion-Making-Bobby-Sutton-Jr/dp/1502303930/

Deborah Hawkins’ Ride Your Heart ‘Til it Breaks

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Ride Your Heart Til It Breaks is a very deep and thought provoking love story about the complicated love between a musician and a lawyer. It is written so that the does not get lost when Karen thinks back to the past and her relationship with Stan the musician. Karen began as a lawyer for a firm that had her sit in at a nightclub for a development company that wanted to force the owners out so they could build on the land. When she went there night after night, she developed and relationship and fell in love with Stan the musician and also the couple that owned the night club. Stan had a scarred past that kept him from loving anyone until he met Carrie. Years later Carrie marries a lawyer at the lawfirm she works at and goes by her name of Karen. She eventually becomes a judge and her marraige to Howard has been in name only for years. Then she comes across Stan again, who is, deep down still in love with Karen. Read it today and find out what happens in this love story of the complicated relationship and deep love between Stan and Karen. You will not be able to put it down until you are through. It willl keep you wanting more page after page. I absolutely loved the book!! I give it 5 stars! Happy Reading.

Ride Your Heart may be purchased here: http://www.amazon.com/Ride-Your-Heart-Til-Breaks/dp/0988934736/

Poetry from James Brush

Lazarus Jewelbox

Inside a shell, there was a sea
holding all the world’s blue waters.
But it was also half full of drought.

All she’d ever known was drought,
but ear to the shell, she heard the sea,
the circling cadence of the waters.

Caroline released the waters
and left a shell now full of drought
and threw it deep into the sea.

Sea waters stall the birth of drought.

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To Call the Goddess

The old man lost faith in rain,
stopped praying, whispered soft,
I’ve had enough. I give.

How many poems can you give,
brother, to call the goddess of the rain?
A shadow in a sheep’s clothes, soft

wings flutter, a sound so soft
you stop the car, pull over and give
a listen to the whistle of a train.

To hear the rain fall soft again? I’ll give.

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Poetry from Peter Jacob Streitz

MLK
I’m no longer MLK
Or Mahatma
Hell, I’m not even Robert
Kennedy
Much less Jack
And forget Harriet Tubman
All I wanted was . . .
the prize
The peace
And justice
For all those years
Of fighting my past
And presenting myself
As open to every change
And hoping—
my former Being
Could be forgiven
For transgressions
Not of my doing
But in my nature
While the saintliness
Of my new design
Desired to be
The low hanging fruit
Lynched high in penitence
Swaying from a tree
That sprinkles liberally
My seeds
Of struggle . . .
goodness and light
On an earth
Ripe with new dawns
That pierce the darkness
With an awakening . . .
sunshine
Yet the world—
blinded by this virtue
Turned tiredly away
Denying the angelic
Sowing
Of a heart unrestrained
Progressively collapsing
The morrow
With realities
Etched in stone
From the bad old days