This is the fourteenth part of a journey through Marble Hornets, a YouTube-based horror mystery series. You can find the introductory post here.
It’s been a long while since the last of these posts, but it’s good to be back. I’m going to accelerate the rate at which we burn through the Marble Hornets entries, because it seems as though they’re approaching the end of the series, and I’d like to be somewhat up to date when they do. For now, though, let’s pick up where we left off.
This is the thirteenth part of a journey through Marble Hornets, a YouTube-based horror mystery series. You can find the introductory post here.
Second acts are difficult. You can’t change entirely, but you can’t stay the same; you can’t keep raising questions, but you can’t answer them all either; you can’t start afresh, and you can’t wrap everything up. Somehow, you have to keep those plates spinning in an interesting way, while raising the stakes and making things worse for your beleaguered protagonist. It’s harder still when you’re improving your craft as swiftly as the Marble Hornets crew did — the shift in quality and ambition through season one was remarkable (so much so, in fact, that I remarked upon it), but the step up to season two is striking.
I discussed some of the following ideas on last week’s episode of StoryWonk Sunday. If you want to hear the main points of the argument enhanced by Lani’s brilliance, go listen.
For the last couple of years, I’ve been wrestling with genre definitions.
Yes, I’m a hit at parties.
The awesome Kirby Krackle just released their new album, Sounds Like You. It’s a great album, and while browsing YouTube looking for fresh Kirby Krackle goodness, I found a wonderfully inventive music video which I’d somehow missed at the end of last year.
This is the twelfth part of a journey through Marble Hornets, a YouTube-based horror mystery series. You can find the introductory post here.
Last time, we saw the world from Alex’s point of view, and realized just how far under the shadow of the Operator he had fallen. Now, we conclude the second season, address the mystery of the missing seven months, and begin a new investigation.
On a recent StoryWonk Sunday podcast, I said that Amazon was, for all intents and purposes, the only viable platform in the digital publishing space. Even as I said it, I was aware that it was a controversial and contentious statement; sure enough, a listener contacted me to express disappointment in the way I had glossed over Amazon’s less-than-admirable business practices.
In the course of replying to the email, I began thinking about digital platforms, and our role in shaping them as producers and consumers of digital content.
Yesterday, I crashed my car.
Wait. The right words are very important.
Yesterday, I was involved in a car crash. Yesterday, my car crashed. Yesterday, two cars crashed, and I was in one of them.
We interrupt our (increasingly all-consuming) discussion of Marble Hornets to spend some time in the company of Rick Grimes and the cast of The Walking Dead. This post contains incredibly specific and substantial spoilers for the TV show. Don’t say you weren’t warned.
I’m not going to spend too long recapping the events of Sunday’s episode of The Walking Dead, because if you’re watching the show, you know what happened, and if you aren’t, the specifics aren’t too complicated. This isn’t, after all, a post about the details; it’s about the vision.