How I Write
Mainly on Google Doc (Some drastic improvements has been made somewhere and it's now running like a champ), occasionally on Writebox.
What I Worked on and Am Working On
I submitted 1 stories to The New Yorker today (just an hour early) since the last monthly update, a short fiction about 4500 words.
I'm currently leaving a first draft that is finished at over 10,000 words along, which's going to Tor.com. I will set it dry for now before revising and editing for final submission,...
Hong Kong Rugby Sevens
It's been quite an extraordinary day at the field of Hong Kong Stadium, where teams from different continents gathered and played Rugby against each other.
While the weather has not been the perfect sunshine, with occasional heavy rain, but it seemed that the fans and the players had not been steamed-off by it. It was an all around hype, the never ceasing cheers and the fumbling turn over had everyone dazed.
I personally had never ever been to a Rugby match or played the sport, I vaguely...
Clean Up
So, this happened. Don't worry, its not like I've cancer or anything, the hair'll grow back, people. It'll be back. pic.twitter.com/aJucwv7boz
— Stephen Y (@writeryuii) March 29, 201...
Camp NaNoWriMo
Camp NaNoWriMo is fast approaching, getting ready to type, and getting ready to blow your mind
— Stephen Y (@writeryuii) March 28, 2014
April marks the beginning the seventh month of my writing career, which is at a standstill. Well, not exactly. Even though no stories of mine had been published (it could take years, based on what I've seen or read about other writers, but it varies, so you'll never know). I've been trying my best to at least formulate a new idea everyday with no fore planning...
A Walk
Today was a fine day, the sun was shining and the bird was tweeting their songs of nature, reminding me that we are still living alongside nature herself. And to access nature, the most convenient way is to the Hong Kong Park and the Botanic Garden, where a dozen flowers and animals were housed.
The day started late, and no until nine in the morning did the sun came through the cover of clouds. Ma and I took the tram, the cheap and obvious choice, to Admiralty. On the tram were people of different...
Mace of Coxdale
After thirty days and thirty nights, the Mace of Coxdale finally ejected itself from the incinerating heat. The irregular shape of its blades shone a bright red, when Kell, Coxdale's only surviving blacksmith lifted it with a heavy metal clamp and dropped it into the stream.
Steam rose, and then came the smell of burning, only it lasted as long as the hissing and bubbling of water went. Eventually the flowing water produced no more trail of white smoke, or sounds except the running water, or smell...
Bobby Knows the Best
There sat Bobby, alone, exhausted. Sweat was running down his pink neck, and a mosquitoes was drinking from the exposed vessel. The soccer field had been packed with an audience of five hundred, locals and parents, but it was not the case today. Quiet, windless, wet. The day had started with a drizzle, and the bright green grass of yesterday had turned away, where the lifeless, brown yellow sadness now took over.
Bobby had been practising his shooting the whole morning, all by himself. The goalkeeper...
Back and Home Again
I was away for a few days, as you might have probably noticed from the lack of new posts since last Thursday. I'd been sick though, on the third day, and had stayed for an extra day to recover (I'm still not cleared and am typing with dizziness).
But it was also during this downtime, without anymore audiobooks or podcast to listen to because I'd exhausted all of them on the road (which include the last few stories of Mirrorshades, dozen of Selected Shorts and some Nerdist and This American Life...
Bewildered
There she was again, the same girl Tory had been seeing was now beckoning at her direction. The alley remained silence on their encounter, and so was the street. Tory turned her head but saw no one. The girl away from her was still waving, her green dress rippled and her long brown hair swayed in the sudden gush of wind. Tory closed her eyes with fists clenched, and counted to five in her head. At five, she didn't open her eyes but inhaled deeply. Then she felt a pair of warm palms connected with...
Deck
Amy had two kids, three jobs, four identities.
Her kids were swallowed by the endless sickness since birth, and she were trying to earn enough to pay for their treatment.
Three of her jobs were all in the same building. A casino dealer, a canteen waiter and a contracted call girl.
And when life and events took her away from her kids, she'd surely struggled and fought back with her army qualified skills.
Here came the music from the slot machines and the running of the coins, where people...
Sell Hard
This is an once in a lifetime opportunity, Mr. Lane. Now, I'm not trying to sell you anything here, but just to remind you the profit you could have gained from just this one investment. Think of this as a game, and you are the person who designed the game, you knows the ins-and-outs, down to every little details. And you are the one who's going to play this game, and you know you are going to at least play through the game with a familiar feeling, and that feeling is that you are going to win the...
Benjamin Jarvis
“The urban legend of Yellow Oak Town had it that Benjamin Jarvis, born Benjamin ‘Jaja’ Jarvis, was a former tribal chief or a cult leader or something of that sort that came to this land seeking a place to settle after he was exiled by his own people. But it seemed that he didn't enjoy this new identity and the community, as he wouldn’t obey the civil way of living. There was one thing he enjoyed though, the beer.”“Benjamin Jarvis would sat down at the bar and order a beer. He was the typical hairy...
Bright
Up ahead lay the blockade made by the villagers, they were in civilian clothings, not armed and definitely not as dangerous as the resistance force. The armored truck came to a stop before the barrier made of mostly haystacks and a few bricks. John told us the drivers was asking the villagers for permission to let us pass this section of the road while we sat at the back, waiting for their hospitality to open the door for us. Sara who sat next to me was uneasy, she moved her shoulders around and...
Rekindled
Jack just recently came back from the front line of the battle because of a knee injury, and was rolling on a wheelchair when he came home. Home was never the same when a soldier retreated from the cries of the battlefield to the song of the civilisation. He later went to a rehabilitation facility to treat his wounds but during his first few weeks of stay, he found no purpose in living and thus slowed down, or made his recovery even worse.
There was this physician called Nate, great guy who was...
Total Overhaul
Just in the mood to something a normal tech-savvy person would do.
Revisited the good ole pale CSS and Google Font and ta-da, here we are, a new blogger design.
Well, technically it's just changes in here and there, most notably are the font and the color scheme.
For font, I used Muli as primary from Google Font, and Open Sans as fall-back. Most text should have a text-shadow of 1px and are either justified or center automatically. (Due to these changes, previous posts which are not written under...
24 Hours of Happy
24 Hours of Happiness on Youtube
24 Hours of Happiness on 24hoursofhappy.com/
Happy is simple.
Dance along, stranger.
May you find happiness from 24 hours of musi...
The Phony
He pretends, he's funny and wicked, he's sad and dramatic, he's everything you like.
He studies you, he knows your every move and favorite flavor of ice cream even if you don't like them at all.
He comes near you, you may see him around, but never got a name. Then someday he approaches you and you are immediately having a nice feeling about this guy. It just seems random that you two meet.
He has multiple targets at a time, the time he's alone he will study about you, and other current...
The Underlying Fee
You are late,
Pay up the administration fee.
You are late,
Pay up the late fee,
You are late,
Pay up the sundry expense.
You are late,
Pay u...
Terrible
It has to come to this.
The owner of our flat's kicking us out, so that they could renovate the unit and rent it out for more money(they did the same things with two of their units just next to ours). The contract ends 15, June, about 3 months from now. But, I can't blame anyone but money itself, and it's kind of a problem for everything nowadays.
Mom said there's a place up on the 10th floor, maybe we could stay their until the public housing offer comes through. But I don't expect...
Hulu Movie Night: The Usual Suspects (1995)
Saw that it has maintained a high rating on IMDB, maybe worth a while, looks cool.
Watch now on Hulu for free (Expire 11 Marc...
Handsup Crew
Typical Hollywood stuff, a crew of more than four person, each with their own skillset pulling off a job.
But someone slipped and tipped off the cops, jobs went wrong, what's left to fight for but their life.
Who's the rat? No one, because you know what? It's was never about the job but to pretend pulling off something real nice so as to distract the cops and kill with a purpose. To live in the thrill, at the brink of life, so that they could say farewell when they die.
Now handsup, mothertrucker,...
News Flash!
Breaking news! Or not so breaking after all.
A flight went missing and people are worried.
The Internet broke the news even further with almost no delay, though the details are often vague or fake.
What a news flash means to people nowadays? Do we really care about it? Oh yeah, we care, we care how much we know about the thing so that we can talk about it.
Two weeks later. Blank, nothing, never heard of that.
In a way, breaking news is breaking the traditional delay, a time and space...
Letter to Neighbor
Dear neighbor,
I respect your taste of music and all, but could you please turn down the volume of your speaker or use a headphone, especially when you are listening to music in the middle of the night and/or early in the morning. I understand you might want to relax and indulge yourself after a day's work, but please, be considerate.
Looking forward to a good night sleep.
Best,
Your neigh...
New Rigs (Sort of)
Thanks to my friend Danny, who happened to have multiple computer monitors at his disposal, and that he has a huge heart to give away one of them to me for free. It's a 16:9 BenQ T900HD, which after a quick Google, revealed it as one cheap mutherf*ucker in the market. It's better than nothing though. At least now I don't have to face that 17' HP screen, which is a 4:3, a really old module dating back to year 2005. Yeah I know, it's fossil and ancient relics. It was blinking during every...
Shade
When the sun first comes up, it looked like a bird.
When it is nine in the morning, it looked like a cup.
When it is noon, it looked like a circle.
When it is dusk, it looked like a bird aga...
Miss Bourbon with her Randy
"Where's that boy now?" said Miss Bourbon in the backyard. "Come out now, boy, we oughta get goin',"
Out from the dog house ran Randy, a white labradoodle with his tongue sticking out in the sultry summer morning air. His legs stepped on the wet but green and lively grass as he sprinted toward Miss Bourbon.
"Who's the good boy now," Miss Bourbon bend down and gave Randy a good scratch on his head. "Yes you are, Randy, yes you are a good boy," she straightened up and walked...
Six Month!
How I Write
Alternative between Writebox and Google Doc
What I Worked on and Am Working OnI submitted 3 stories on late February since the last monthly update. 1 of them are flash fictions(under 1000 words), 2 are short fictions (About 2500 words) (1 of the flash fiction and 1 of the short fiction were rejected earlier by others and I submitted to another place).
Currently working on a piece that's going to Tor.com, I'm seeing it to well over 10,000 words (Currently around 9,500 words) And...
Carpenter
My old man was a carpenter, and so was his father, my grandfather. They were young once but they were steady and hardworking and trustworthy. They had built great many houses for the common folks around the now greater Philadelphia areas, and their names were reputable among the carpenters secret association.
Grandpa had taught me how to do the handiwork when I was just six. I remembered being ugly to him whenever he pushed me to do the wood trimming and steel bending. I hated...
SumFought: Hannibal Season 2 Premier
The best psychopath thriller is now back on TV every Friday Night on NBC at 1o PM. You can catch it on Hulu for free like most NBC shows.
So, Will Graham is back, and the same is with Dr. Hannibal Lecter. And just as I was watching the premier, I suddenly realized why they named it Will, or at least I think they did it because of the pun. It was from the dialogue between Agent Jack Crawford and Dr. Hannibal Lecter.
Dr. Hannibal Lecter: "We can't define Will only by his maddest...
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