Wednesday, November 29, 2023

Senior Leader Kess

I am writing a novel about a magician who falls in love with a psychic. The magician is not a prestidigitator: He is a scientist and his science is sorcery. The psychic is naturally telepathic and telekinetic.

The magician explains that he is like a sailboat and his lover is like a motorboat. He is powerless but can make use of powerful forces. She is powerful but limited to what is innate.

The magician is a realist. The psychic is an idealist. He is Arnold Kess. She is Mary Ziegler.

Their world is like our own… but very different. The history and cultures are familiar, but not the same. Significant people are still significant, but in accordance with the differences of the alternate reality.

Arnold was a soldier until he was discharged for his racist views. He became a National Socialist and joined the SS.

Mary was a single mother with a biracial daughter. She worked for a living until moving into the home of Arnold Kess. He accepted her daughter, Faith Ziegler, despite his racism. He explained that “even inferior populations have superior specimens.” The man and woman spawn a daughter of their own, Elsa Kess, whom they raise as the sister of the older child.

Arnold participates in Action T4, a campaign to “euthanize” the disabled. Mary has visions of the helpless being murdered, many of them children. She confronts Arnold about it and he not only admits what he is doing, but unabashed. Mary takes her daughters and leaves Arnold, leaving him a note. He weeps as he reads her message, but lets her go. He makes no effort to take his daughter away from her, believing a mother is the most important person in a child’s life.

Riots erupt as the National Socialists act to remove “sub-humans” from their country. Mary and Elsa get separated from Faith. The mother hides the younger daughter and tells her to wait. Elsa is found by the SS and is returned to her father.

Years pass.

Elsa is raised by her father and becomes his apprentice. He becomes Senior Leader Kess and is given command of the 13th SS Air Assault Battalion. Elsa adamantly pesters him to let her serve under his command, arguing that as his apprentice, she is perfect for the job. He eventually relents and on her sixteenth birthday, she is accepted into the SS, despite Himmler’s reluctance.

Faith Ziegler is psychic, like her mother, but differently. The daughter is physically augmented by her powers rather than having the ability to move things with her mind. The mother and daughter become freedom fighters against white supremacy.

The novel is stories about a troubled family. Faith still loves Arnold as her father, and he hesitates to kill her. Elsa hates her mother, out of jealousy, and tries to kill her. Arnold wants Mary back but Mary refuses to condone his murderous actions.

I imagine magic versus psychic and without taking a side. I consider how they are alike and different. I do believe both are real, but as mysteries.

What if the Confederacy won the War Between the States and became the Empire of the Golden Circle, according to plan?

The novel is a drama. It is about its characters. I am writing it for another reason, however. I am fascinated by the idea of the Confederacy and the 3rd Reich as contemporaries. Both entities were capable militarily but lacked the population, industry and resources to prevail. What if they had each other? The odds would still be against them… but not so much.

Monday, November 27, 2023

Armed and Uniformed Damsels in Distress

Young women as helpless is universally sexy, and always has been. Its classical context is the damsel in distress. It is the cringing and screaming victims in horror movies. It is the idea of girls bound and gagged.

Female warriors are a sexual fantasy. They are the dominatrix as a combatant. They are the heroines of legend and fiction.

My fancy is a strange mix. It is female warriors as helpless victims. They are the damsel in distress as the nameless baddies. They cringe and scream as a monstrous hero looms over them.

My interest is sexual fantasy, not wishful thinking. I am aroused by the idea of armed and uniformed young women as helpless victims. I would never want the girls in my reality serving evil or being killed, however.

NO PROBLEM!

I sublimate my unrealistic thoughts and feelings. I turn them into books and illustrate the covers.

My fancy is uncommon… but not really. It is simply two distinct yet related interests as one and the same.

https://www.deviantart.com/yellowplasma/journal/The-Bunnies-997590310

Monday, November 20, 2023

My Books 2023

So far this year, as of November 20, 2023, I have written three books. I illustrated the covers and created the title font. I have written much more and designed other covers and created another title font. It is the work I finished that matters. All the others are pending, if ever to be finished at all.

BLACK DEATH...

Three novellas written. They are a series but as independent stories. Their theme is two big and black women serial killing young white women. The murderous fun becomes heroic when the villains are introduced. The antagonists command armies of uniformed white women.

I have written as many words for another project. It is already a novella and short stories but is not yet even one book. I have illustrated two covers.

It may seem that the books I have finished are… risqué. Their theme is tame compared to the other project of this year.

SORCERER OF THE REALM...

Senior Leader Kess commands the 13th SS Air Assault Battalion. His moniker is “the Sorcerer” but he is actually a sorcerer. Junior Assault Leader Kess is his daughter and apprentice. She is “the Enchantress” and is actually an enchantress. She serves alongside him on missions to cleanse the world of sub-humans, antisocial parasites and useless eaters.

Oh, the stories are worse than all that. The daughter is in love with her father… and murders her mother out of jealousy, much to the chagrin of her father. The world is like our own… but different. The Confederacy won the War Between the States. Japan rules the Far East. The Nazis take over Europe.

My work does not lend itself to flippant interpretation. I cannot be shamed by sanctimony. My themes may seem extreme, but only because people are insincere. They edit their own thoughts and repress their own feelings. They expect everyone else to do the same.

The big black women murdering young white women is violent erotica, not social commentary. The dystopian world of fascist empires is the setting of grimdark action-adventure, not advocacy. I write fiction to be fiction, not imaginary non-fiction.

Enjoy.

https://www.deviantart.com/yellowplasma/art/Sorcerer-of-the-Realm-cover-2-952944137

Wednesday, November 15, 2023

Sexy Sentries

My favorite thing to imagine is the unceremonious killing of clueless guards by an intruder or escapee. I generally prefer the victims to be female foot soldiers of villainy.

Why?

I did not choose my interest. I happened upon it while watching television and movies. I read it in comic books. I was sexually aroused by the easy killing of sentries. My formative inspirations were male or robot victims, so you know.

This all developed during my childhood. It started years before puberty. I was attracted to useless guards before I was to girls. I imagined myself as such guards.

I played the easy victims with friends. An older and bigger boy snatched me into a choke-hold from behind. I struggled feebly. I am still aroused by the memory.

As I matured I fancied role-playing the killer. A girl played the sentry. I gave her a toy gun to hold. I would snatch her over the mouth from behind and she would sink to the floor. I “killed” her over and over and over again. I played the same game with a little boy. Apparently I was bisexual until puberty set me straight.

I am now middle-aged. The fancy of my childhood has become my specialty as a writer, artist and game designer. I have never played “silencing the sentry” since adulthood. I instead reminisce as I write or render my everlasting delight.

https://www.deviantart.com/yellowplasma

Saturday, November 11, 2023

Creators of Worlds

If our reality was my fiction, speech and writing would not be languages, disease would be unheard of and weapons of mass-destruction would be obsolete.

You, as a fictional character, would be unaware these changes. You would assume that how things are is how they should be, even the things you dislike. I know this because that is how you are now.

Creations are bound to Creation, in every way and on every level. Every thought and feeling is within the system as part of it. This is why many creations assume that the Universe itself is God.

You can imagine realities of your own. You can create worlds and people. You can customize the physics. These imagined realities are fantasies. If you tell them or write them, they become fiction.

You are free to use God’s ideas in your own work. You are allowed to change them however you wish. You have his blessing to do so.

I write fiction. It is my basis of comparison for understanding God. I appreciate reality because of it. I sympathize with its Creator.

https://www.amazon.com/Black-Death-White-Women-ebook/dp/B0C14VBGPP/ref=sr_1_8?crid=2I1Z5L6CKG6A&keywords=shawn+o%27toole&qid=1680400033&s=books&sprefix=shawn+o%27toole%2Cstripbooks%2C112&sr=1-8

Saturday, November 4, 2023

Good and Evil

The evidence of right and wrong is cause and effect. There is no proof of good and evil. They must be assumed.

Our existence as physical creatures is mathematical. Our reality is a formula of countless variables. We are added into the formula when conceived and subtracted when we die. We, ourselves are variables. We influence the formula but as part of it. We are calculated by the mathematician.

Our existence as spiritual creatures is from within. Our reality is entirely personal. It begins when we are conceived and never ends, even if we die. We are shaped by our choices. We decide our own fate, though not on our own terms. We are judged by our source.

Our well-being as physical creatures is a matter of right and wrong. Our fate is decided by cause and effect. We thrive when things are right and languish or perish when things are wrong.

Our well-being as spiritual creatures is a matter of good and evil. Our fate is decided by our choices, regardless of reasons. We thrive when we are good and languish when we are evil, regardless of the world around us.

We cannot prove good and evil because it is immaterial. It is relevant, but not as tangible reality. It is within.