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A Dark Milestone: 666 Comments

Posted: March 17, 2013 in Living and Life
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I am a horror author. I write on anything that’ll scare people: serial killers, ghosts, science gone awry, the darker sections of our minds, racism, hate, darkness, demons. You name it, I’ve probably written about it, and if I haven’t I probably will.

I also don’t believe in Satan as an adversary of God, seeing as traditional Judaism does not have Satan in that sort of capacity. Still, I admire Satan the character and I’m fascinated by him, which is why for me getting six-hundred and sixty-six comments is a big thing for me. It’s something, as a writer of all things evil and scary, I have to commemorate.

I’m sorry if this post offends any readers who are Christian and believe in Satan as the Devil and 666 as his number. I mean no offense, I’m just stating that I reached something that for me is cause for celebration. I respect your religious beliefs and I hope we can see past this in the future.

Thanks to my Uncle Joel, who’s comment on a previous post made it possible to get this far (so if you have anyone to blame, he has a good chunk of it). You may not have the most comments on my blog Uncle Joel, but you certainly make some meaningful ones.

Have a demon-free evening everybody.

Well, it took me a while, but I finally did it! I finished Old Sid, the second short story I submitted to my creative writing class. For those of you unfamiliar with it, Old Sid is about a bunch of students at Ohio State University trying to delve into the truth of Old Sid, an urban legend I made up for the short story (so don’t go online trying to see if Old Sid is a real thing, because it’s only a product of my imagination). The story is narrated from the point of view of several people at once, similar to what Jeffrey Eugenides did with his first novel The Virgin Suicides.

I ended up changing a lot with this draft, and at times I purposely got easily distracted just because it was slow-going and I wanted a break. But the story’s done, and I really like how it turned out. Old Sid has his Boo Radley moment where the characters realize he’s not a legend but very human, but it’s done in such a subtle way that it’s not right in your face. I think my teacher will like it when he reads it, especially since Old Sid is in the vein of literary fiction and I’m barely able to write horror in short story form with any amount of competence.

After I get my grades for the semester and some feedback on Old Sid, I might edit it again and send it off to a literary magazine, preferably one based in Ohio or better yet in Columbus. It’ll probably have a better chance in a local magazine, since a lot of people are very familiar with Ohio State in its home state than outside it (of course). I’ll let you know if I have any luck in that department. Wish me luck.

I’ve noticed that I’ve been getting a lot of new followers over the past month or so, and especially during these past two weeks. So with that in mind, I’d thought I’d extend a welcome to my new followers and thank them for deciding to follow me and read my blog. And to my returning followers, welcome back and thanks for continuing to read my blog.

Also, I wanted to clarify some things for the newest readers. Occasionally on this blog, you’ll see words and phrases such as The Quiet Game, Reborn City, or Snake. These are my works-in-progress that I’ll be self-publishing hopefully within the next year or so. Each is very different from the other, and are at different stages of getting ready for publishing. I’d like to take this oppurtunity to tell you all about each of them and to let those who are already familiar with the works in question how progress is coming along.

So without further ado, here’s a look at my WIPs:

The Quiet Game: Five Tales To Chill Your Bones

TQG cover

This is a collection of short stories I’ll be putting out soon. I wrote these short stories over winter break and the beginning of spring semester, and it’s almost ready for publication. I’m just waiting for the US Copyright Office to get me my copyright and then I’ll be ready to upload this onto the Internet. Since the Copyright Office takes about two and a half months though, we’ve still got a bit of a wait to go before it comes out. So please be patient, and in the meantime you can read the description for the book on the page “Books by Rami Ungar” or watch the trailer below:

Reborn City

This is a science fiction novel about street gangs in a post-apocalyptic future I wrote in high school and that’s being reviewed by a beta reader before I prepare it for publication. The beta reader, Matt Williams, also happens to be a published writer and blogger, so you should seriously check out his blog here: http://storiesbywilliams.com/. Currently Matt’s halfway through the novel or thereabouts, and since he finished his latest novel Pappa Zulu, he’s been able to get the chapters back to me that much faster. I can’t wait to see what results from our collaboration.

Snake

This is a thriller novel I wrote over six months from June to December 2012 and follows a serial killer in New York who is hunting members of a powerful mafia family, his reasons for doing so clouded in mystery and in murder (how’s that for a description). I recently finished the second draft and have sent off the first four chapters to a beta reader I trust. Hopefully she’ll be able to let me know what she thinks very quickly. In the meantime, there are a few excerpts of Snake on this blog, so if you get bored you can probably go looking for them and find them.

Well, that’s all I’ve got. I hope this piqued your interest in some of my work. Once again, thanks for reading and agreeing to follow my blog. It really means a lot to me. Have a nice day, and I’ll post again soon.

Rami

I met with my dad the other day for dinner at a restaurant near campus. It was the middle of spring break, so the place wasn’t very crowded and my dad and I got our meals very quickly after we ordered. At some point during the meal, my dad asked me about my job prospects after I graduated, which is still about two years away, and if I’m not already at least making a living off my writing. I’d already told him in previous conversations that there’s always a chance that I might be possibly be hired by the financial aid office, where I work, after I graduate, and if that didn’t happen, there’s a program that helps graduates finds jobs in Columbus through the school’s Jewish organization, OSU Hillel. I even added that English majors, which is one of my majors, are getting hired in record numbers lately.

Of course, my dad was still worried about my job prospects. This is understandable for several reasons: first, my dad’s a parent. Worrying about me is his job, and he probably won’t be cooling off on the worrying anytime until I’m safely secured into a position that pays enough to at least cover my basic expenses (rent, food, bills, etc). Also, my dad associates my English major and my History major with either teaching or scholarly work or writing (at least for English), and since the first two are not my aim and the third doesn’t always garauntee a successful career, he fears I’m going to live in his basement for the rest of my life. There are a few other reasons, but I’m not going to go into those here.

Besides, I’m writing this post because I want to assuage my dad’s worries at least a little bit, not point out why he worries about me (I’ll save that for a comedy act one of these days). So, I’ll write some reasons why, even if God doesn’t see fit to make me a writing success before graduation, I actually have some good job prospects, even if I don’t take classes that look good on a resume, whatever that means. I’ll skip over the one about my current workplace hiring me as a full-time employee after graduation though; that’s still two years off and there’s no garauntee that they’ll hire me, though they love me and my humor and the head of the office keeps saying she’ll have to get my autograph before I’m famous.

So without further ado, here are some reasons why my job prospects are actually pretty good right now:

1. Graduation is still two years off. That’s still plenty of time to write, take classes, earn money, make friends and contacts, and possibly write something that gets a lot of sales on Amazon and Smashwords. Besides, the job market can change rapidly over time, so what can be considered a job-winning major may not be the case a few years down the road and vice-versa (I will return to this point later on).

2. OSU Hillel is helping graduates. The program at OSU Hillel, Growing Jewish Columbus, apparently has had a great success rate in getting grads of all majors hired after college. I’ve already contacted the woman in charge of the program and a friend of mine, and she said I should contact her again in the fall, when I’m in that two-year stretch to graduation. Still, with her track record, there’s some reason to have faith, isn’t there.

3. My majors are assets, not liabilities. Back when my parents were in college, unless you planned to teach or you were so incredible a writer that publishers were banging down your doors, majors like English were the kiss of death. However, with the advent of the Digital Revolution, the market has shifted in ways that most people at the time could not imagine. In fact, English majors are getting hired at rates not seen in years, and for jobs not necessarily associated for English. In fact, a report I read in May last year said that Nationwide Insurance has hired English majors to work on PR and Communications. Apparently English majors are very good for writing online pieces about the companies that employ them.

Also, my History major has a hidden benefit: research skills! Historians are not just fat old men sitting in libraries looking over tomes, we’re actually more like investigators, trying to piece history together with the facts and the evidence before us. Plenty of my history professors have gone abroad or have spent extensive hours in libraries tracking down one piece of information, the elusive diary, the one date. Plenty of jobs need research and investigative skills,  so what’s better than a history major?

4. Some jobs don’t care what your major was! In fact, plenty of jobs at my university, they hire you irregardless of what you majored in during your undergrad years. At the financial aid office, I was told when I was hired that no one wakes up hoping to be a financial aid administrator. And several people in the office had majors unrelated to finance. There’s a guy who graduated not too long ago and is working while attending grad school part time. His major was Sports Education!

This not only applies to the financial aid office, but it applies to all sorts of different jobs. Administration, clerical work, heck library work, they don’t necessary need to have corresponding majors. With that in mind, a lot of possibilities do open up. Plus I have backgrounds in working in administrative and clerical positions and I’ve done some work in libraries, so I might actually be better off than some of my peers.

Of course, there’s always a chance that I may be wrong and I just might not be listening because my parents are the ones imparting advice.

So what are your thoughts? I’d love to hear them. I think the reasons listed above might actually help me, but I’d appreciate your opinions if that’s not too much to ask for. What’s your take? And would any of you be interested in hiring me?

10,000 Views!!!!

Posted: March 15, 2013 in Living and Life
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At some point this morning, I surpassed the ten-thousand view mark on Rami Ungar the Writer, which is actually a little sad because I’d been watching for this milestone all week only to sleep through it when it actually happens!

But to tell you the truth, I’m actually very happy. I can still clearly remember the days when for days or even weeks at a stretch nobody would read my blog, only for one or two views on an odd day to appear. Let me tell you, the fact that I can count on at least a couple of views each day, and upwards of ten every time I post, is a huge improvement for me. I’ve also made some very good friends through the blogosphere, whom I can always count on for support and interesting discussions. Heck, one of my friends I’ve met through blogging is helping me edit my science fiction novel Reborn City. If that’s not trust and friendship, I need to go back to kindergarten for a few lessons.

I’d like to thank everyone who’s been following my blog/liking posts/commenting with their thoughts up to this point. When I thought my blog was a stupid idea because nobody was reading it, the lone view or odd like was enough to keep me going and to keep me posting. I’ve gained followers and a few friends, and now I’m able to reach this wondrous milestone. I hope some of you may even download and read my books when they come out.

So thanks everyone, for being such a support network for me. I can’t wait to see what the future holds for me.

We’ve been done one way for too long. Ugh!

In 1968, George A. Romero introuduced the concept of a zombie apocalypse created through a pandemic illness in his famous movie Night of the Living Dead. Although the term “zombie” was never used in the movie itself but was applied by fans who saw similarities between the flesh-eating undead of the film and the zombies of mythology, the idea stuck, and has grown over the years until every zombie novel, movie, and television series out ther either involves a zombie-creating virus or the cause of the zombie pandemic is not explained.

Although I have been horrified and fascinated by this type of zombie like any other type of horror fan, I also feel it’s being overdone in this day and age. It’s like vampires–the market’s too saturated with the same old drivel under different names and different faces. It’s enough to make you get out your stake and you automatic weapon.

It also makes me wonder, does anyone care about the original zombie? And by that, I don’t mean a zombie whose body is so rotted that there’s barely any rotted skin left on the corpse. I mean the zombie that wasn’t created via science gone wrong, but by magic gone right. Remember that zombie? The result of a voodoo curse? Yeah, that was actually a thing, based on actual Vodun mythology, and there were several famous zombie novels and a few films based on that kind of zombie well before Romero came along with Night of the Living Dead. One of the first novels about the supernatural zombie was The Magic Island by William Seabrook in 1929, which is believed to be the first timethe word “zombie” entered our lexicon. Then in 1932, Bela Lugosi starred in the Victor Halperin horror film White Zombie, which permanently cemented the word “zombie” in the English language.

Poster for “I Walked With A Zombie” in 1943

Other films that have included the supernatural type of zombie is 1943’s I Walked With A Zombie and 1988’s The Serpent and the Rainbow, but not much else. The most recent entry into supernatural zombie lore is Drums, a four-issue comic book series that ran in 2011. Unfortunately, almost all of these examples are very old and might not appeal to the SFX and CGI-addicted audiences today. And the series Drums has had mized reviews, with the first issue getting strong reviews but some thinking that by the end of the series, it seems to be “laid out like a bad SyFy movie”. That’s quite the insult right there.

So can there be an original take on the supernatural zombie that doesn’t suck? I should hope so. At the very least I have an idea for such a story that I’ve been saving for a very long time, and I may write it one of these days. However, that might not be for a couple of years, so that leaves plenty of time for other storytellers out there to steal my idea come up with something on their own that doesn’t suck or seem like the same old story retold in a new way.

What would such a movie or novel look like? I’m not sure, but I do know that sort of story carries with it different intricacies and challenges. For example, how does one become a zombie, and can it be transferred to the living? If so, how is it transferred? Can there be a Frankenstein’s monster-twist in the story? How do you defeat a corpse infused with supernatural power, if guns or machetes aren’t enough? Do these zombies need a food source, or is magic enough? And can creating a zombie through magic cause other strange things to occur, whether intended or not? And if other strange things occur, what will they be?

A traditional zombie in a cornfield. Freaky in profile, right?

You see how many questions a storyteller has to wrestle with in creating this sort of story? It’s very different from a virus-type zombie story. And I hope somebody realizes it someday and sees the possibilities and potential in such a story. Whether that’ll be my zombie story or someone else’s zombie story, I hope somebody does. I’d pay good money for that sort of story given a modern take, especially if it’s well done.

Would you like to see a zombie story using supernatural zombies? What kind of story do you think it’d be?

As I was stepping out of the shower last night, I was thinking about all the stories I want to write in the future. Naturally, I thought of the list of ideas for novels, movies, and even video games I keep on my flash drive, with every idea getting a working title and a brief description of its plot. It was at this point I was struck by a thought: how prolific must a writer be?

Of course there’s no real answer to that question, but I feel compelled to examine the issue anyway in this blog post. So let’s take a look:

Many writers write several volumes worth of work for a variety of reasons. Many, like Stephen King or James Patterson, have written huge bodies of work, some of which might not be in their specific genre of interest. Why? Well, I’m sure the income they get from the sales is nice, even if most of it goes to the publisher, but I think it might have something to do with the joy many writers have when working with a story they like and then sharing it with the people. Otherwise, why would they continue writing when they have enough money to invest in several Fortune 500 companies and retire someplace warm?

On the other hand, some authors only feel compelled to write one story and leave it at that. Take Harper Lee, author of To Kill A Mockingbird. She only wrote one novel her entire life, probably got a lot of money and plenty of awards for it, plus a movie adaptation. She never wrote another thing ever. Now, one could argue she enjoyed being a one-hit wonder so much she felt she had no need to write more. If you ask me though, I think the fact that she always lived in the same small town she grew up in and that she seemed more introverted than extroverted argues that she didn’t have anything else she wanted to say to the world. Also, every writer has to do some publicity for their work, especially in these tumultuous times for the writing industry. That whole advertising and promoting gig is not for everyone, so it wouldn’t surprise me if Ms. Lee got tired of it and didn’t want anymore of it after Mockingbird.

But most writers are not Stephen King, James Patterson, or Harper Lee. In fact, most have to continually write, especially if a writer is self-publishing and he or she doesn’t have skyrocketing sales. So as long as someone can sit at a computer and churn out a story, they will, especially if it makes the difference between paying the rent and not paying it. Like I said, many writers fall somewhere in this area, though most are doing a bit better than having to worry about rent payments. Of course, it’s not all about the money. Some just like sharing their stories with the world. I know I’m one of those folks, though I don’t mind a little cash flow here and there.

So how does this factor into how prolific a writer must be? Truthfully, it doesn’t. Writers write, and they write what they want, and how much they write is up to them. Some will keep writing new stories for years, up until the day they’re on their deathbeds struggling to type out one more word, one more sentence, one last story. Others will just write the one beautiful piece of literature and be done with it. They may not even send it to the publishers, though as far as I know that’s very rare. Why they do either of these options is their own choice and you’d have to ask them.

As for me? I’ve got many ideas for stories, and I’d like the oppurtunity to share them all with you and anybody else who might be interested. It might take me a while to get most of them out, but as long as a story keeps me interested, I’ll keep writing it and I’ll keep sharing it with the greater world.

What about you? How prolific do you feel you need to be and why do you feel this way?

I don’t know why Entertainment Weekly gave this movie a C grade. This is by far the best movie I’ve seen in a long while.

In Ox, The Great and Powerful, director Sam Raimi and actor James Franco, both of Spider-Man fame, bring to us a magnificent world full of texture, color, and superb actors following a wonderful–and sometimes tragic–plotline written by David Lindsay-Abaire and Mitchell Kapner. At the beginning of the movie, we see Franco as Oscar Diggs–or “Oz” as he prefers to be called–as a carnival magician who is extremely selfish and often confronted by the limits and strains life has put on him. However, when he ends up in a hot air balloon in the middle of a tornado (sound familiar, anyone?), he prays to God and says he can change. Whether or not God has anything to do with it, Oz does change, in fits and starts, towards being a better man, one that we find ourselves rooting for in the end.

As the film progresses, we also see an evolution in one of the witches (I won’t say who, it’ll be a surprise), who turns from a plucky, lovestruck girl into a familiar green beast. Also, be prepared for plenty of surprises and reminders (such as the Wicked Witch does have a sister–that part always escapes my memory), and don’t expect to guess the plot except for stuff that will lead to (obviously) the sequel (you know what that stuff is without me telling you, and if you don’t read the original Oz books). There was only one part of the movie that I could guess what was going to happen, and only near when it happened, so be prepared to be wowed.

The only thing I had qualms against in this movie was that in the back there was a family who didn’t use their movie theater voices. Only when I went “Shush!” did they realize that they were being loud. Honestly, does anyone follow movie theatre ettiquette anymore? Please comment if you turn off your cell phones before a movie, just to reassure me.

There’s no one actor who was by far the best actor, each was convincing and endearing to me, though the Little China Girl, voiced by Joey King, definitely showed a lot of depth and personality and sincerely touched my heart. And Michele Williams as Glinda was everything I expected of the character and then some. Franco definitely made the con artist wizard more than annoying, as some critics have alleged, and Mila Kunis broke my heart as much as hers broke too (watch the movie, you’ll understand).

And the SFX! Wowee, they were something. The scenery is so amazingly real for CGI, and the flying baboons will make you want to flinch in terror! Plus the special effects on the witches and their magics are excellent examples of movie magic. Plus the Little China Girl is so cute! I want to pick her up and take her home with me!

For all that up there, I give Oz, The Great and Powerful a 4.5 out 5. This will definitely be a film to remember, just like the movie and book that this film is a somewhat-loose prequel to. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

Well, isn’t today full of editing pluses! I edited a chapter of my science-fiction novel Reborn City, and I just finished the second draft of my serial killer thriller Snake. I’m not going to go into word counts or anything, mostly because I’m waiting for a phrase or two to be translated into Russian so I can add it in before I add up the latest word counts. However, I will tell you that I took away a few words and I added some, and still I think this novel got a little longer!

Anyway, I’ll be calling my beta reader for Snake tomorrow, tell her that she’s got a new novel to put on her computer tomorrow. I hope she likes it. Wish me luck, and let’s hope she gets through it quick. Wish me luck and if there are any updates, I’ll let you know.

Merriam-Webster.com: expatriate–to leave one’s country to reside elsewhere

I’m about to edit another chapter of Reborn City (yes, I’m still editing, but my beta reader’s schedule has freed up a little, so the chapters are coming faster than before). Before that, I read a blog post (read here:http://stevenglassman.de/2013/03/11/grokking-expatriates-in-sci-fi/) about how certain characters in science-fiction are considered expatriates and what category of expatriates they are (yes, there are categories. Read the blog post if you doubt me). The post covered everything from Superman to Futurama to Star Wars to even Buffy the Vampire Slayer characters, and it got me thinking: Zahara Bakur, main character of my own science fiction novel, is an expatriate, or expat for short.

For those of you who haven’t read the novel–which is basically everybody but me and my beta reader and fellow author Matt Williams–Zahara was born and raised until her elementary years in Cairo, which in the RC universe is one of the last remnants of the Egyptian state (don’t ask me why, just read the book when it comes out). However Zahara’s father moves the family to New York City, which is now its own independent city-state, to attend NYU’s law school, and the poor girl has to adopt to a much more liberal and sometimes very Islamaphobic culture. Over the years she gets used to New York and finds friends that don’t judge based on a person’s religious affiliation, but things shake up horribly for Zahara when she’s fifteen.

What happens? Her father has to relocate to Reborn City, which is the Las Vegas of the strange world of RC. There Zahara has to adjust to living in a city that is worse than New York City in how Islamaphobic it can be. When Zahara finds herself coerced into gang life, she finds the whole gangster culture mind-boggling, especially the taken-for-granted hostility between the various gangs and the equating of surviving violence and conquering enemies as being tough and cool. Zahara has to live with this sort of culture and try her best to adjust to it while also integrating the gang culture with the culture of New York, her Muslim upbringing, and her naturally peaceful nature.

Even without all the science fiction elements in this story, you can see how much conflict Zahara has to go through.  But as the story progresses, I hope Zahara can find a new strength that she didn’t have before. I’ll see where the two sequels go with the story and hopefully things will get better for Zahara and her friends.

But before that, I have to see the first book out on the digital bookshelves. I’ll let you know how things go as I get updates. Blog on you later.