God vs. Cleveland: Now Available (well part of it) on Amazon

That's right, I'm writing and designing a novel and a decent hunk of it is now available for your reading pleasure on Amazon's Kindle Store. For $1.13 / £0.71 you get three chapters (or 21,400 words to you) in your choice of region-specific Amazon stores on your favourite (or favorite if you're in Cleveland) device! You can of course also get a free sample as well.

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Here's the goods in the amazing downloadable/printable PDF format.

Here's what you get:

Chapter 1 "Rush Hour Was Never A Good Time For America" - May Day in The Mistake on the Lake - Santa is Now Officially a Dick - Waffles - Lake Erie Should Have Sharks

Chapter 2 "Blowjob and Caveman Steve" - Gary - Communism is Like a Bad Hangover, or Something Like That - Driving Mr. Yoder

There was something about him and just turned most people off, and whether it was his allegiance to the new system or the system before which was equally dysfunctional, nobody was quite sure. Either way, to most Clevelanders, his position, regardless of whether it was under a foreign occupying force or not, made him an asshole. It was a strange, inexplicable malaise towards an otherwise unassuming man and a position that was there to help. A subtle, nagging malaise and disdain for a guy that otherwise shouldn't have it coming. He did his job well, worked hard, provided for his family, ticked all the boxes that one should in that particular place in the universe at that particular time. Some often thought that maybe it was his hair, parted harshly in the middle, but then realized it wasn't. Others thought it might have been that bushy and greasy reddish brown mustache. Some others thought that it was his laugh, a rare and almost wheezy husky giggle, but then realized it wasn't. What it more than likely was, was that as Labor Secretary his job was jobs, and nobody wanted to go to work anymore.

Chapter 3 "The Fat Kid Who Worked at the Gas Station" - A Man of the People - Terry's - The Outburst

Life was back to normal, whatever that may be, relatively quickly. The lights never went out, there weren't any roundups or anything, or at least around Cleveland for the time being and The Fat Kid at the Gas Station went back to work. The only difference, unbeknownst to the Fat Kid at the Gas Station, was that some faceless guy in Moscow was now his boss instead of some faceless guy in New York. Having been an agent of the Revolutionary Council of Northeast Ohio, who’s activities largely revolved around eating cookies he never got at home in someone’s basement and planning their revenge on the cool kids state-wide; after the invasion the universe fell out of his pudgy, silky, porcelain doll hands and he was once again just the fat kid who worked at the gas station. That fat kid, harmless looking with an eternally boyish and pimply face and tussled, brown hair, born Gavin Lunder, was now relegated to his old life of want: of both the cookies his mom wouldn’t let in the house that he had to go to a Revolutionary Council for and the girl who he could never have.

Introducing “God vs. Cleveland”

GodvsCleveland_cover_Kindle Its a book. Or a novel. I'm not really sure. I tell people I'm writing a book, but I guess its a novel. Either way, its a story, and being designed while its written to be a different kind of story. One that goes with you in more ways than one. This I'm still sorting out the details on, but so far its going to have parts that work on a phone, parts that work on paper and parts that work elsewhere. There'll be updates here somewhere, so keep your eyes peeled and the RSS warm. Here's an excerpt:

1 May 1985, Cleveland, Ohio, Heartland Prefecture

Cleveland had been under Soviet rule for a year or two and yeah, people were pissed off now and again, but in the end, nobody really gave a shit. Well, it is Cleveland after all. Nobody really did much of anything.  Ohio pretty much threw in the towel right away, well before the federal government completely did.  Apparently the people of Northeast Ohio thought that there would be something new to do for once or that they would at least lower the drinking age. Things were in many ways the same: baseball on Saturday, slush, white people hating black people, black people hating white people, and of course the weather still sucking. However, some could remember a time when all's people talked about was going to college so they could get a job to hate where they would work like bastards day and night so they could buy stuff. Mike Polanski was well on his way to doing just that, but luckily Cleveland got invaded.

So far its the first two chapters written and the culmination of countless mornings getting up at 07:00 attempting to squeeze out what now stands at  26,134 ca. 43,000 words.

The reason I'm writing and designing a book is quite simple. One day I made a list of all the things that I need to do before I die. So I started a design thing/company, which was I believe #4, and I think one or two after that was "Write a book".

Someone's got to tell the story of all the working class heroes, broken bottles and broken hearts, epic stoner adventures and people just plain being people.

I've always had this idea in my head that stories can be a lot more than what they are now. So much of what's touted as new ways of telling stories, whether some sort of mixed reality game or new fangled way of looking at a screen still can't make you cry like a 40 year old movie can. No video games have driven people to revolt in the streets like books have. This is usually because the story is thrown on some pre-existing technology or vice versa, and the result is usually typically shit or at best mediocre. This is why "God vs. Cleveland" is being written and designed at the same time, to try and see how to combine story and design to get under your skin just a little bit more. Someone's got to do it - tell the world about the place you love to hate, and hate to love. Someone's got to tell the story of all the working class heroes, broken bottles and broken hearts, epic stoner adventures and people just plain being people.