Illusiveone

225: Redoing My Life, When You Play the Game of Thrones…

“I’ve watched it,” I said into the phone, leaning back in my chair and rubbing my temple with two fingers. Maria Watney, the casting director for DC Studios, practically burst through the speaker. “Then you understand he’s perfect for the part.”

“I don’t know,” I replied, not entirely convinced. “Maybe.”

“Daniel, come on,” she pressed. “Damson is great. Even Dave agrees.”

“What does Joseph think?” I asked, referring to Joseph Kosinski, the n...

224: Redoing My Life, Late Night Writing

Post on r/asoiaf

Title: Worried for Storm of Swords Part 2

Well, since it’s confirmed that it’s coming this year thank you, Daniel Martin I just wanted to say I’m very worried.

The last book really did me in. So many named character deaths huge ones. Luwin? Gone. Jeor Mormont? Gone. And don’t even get me started on Ygritte; that one broke me.

I don’t know maybe I got too attached but I genuinely loved Jon and Ygritte together...

17: Marvel's Green Lantern, Showdown in Thebes

Max watched the screen construct in front of him as it displayed the plaza outside Rama-Tut’s grand pyramid-palace. The feed from his drone hovered just above the crowd, showing throngs of men, women, and even children gathering. It was a spectacle—meant to intimidate, to inspire loyalty, or perhaps simply to prove that the pharaoh’s grip on his empire was absolute.

The execution was happening on a raised section of the plaza leading to the pyramid’s entrance. Gilded banners flu...

Bonus Chapter: Redoing My Life, You Can’t Do This to Me

I wrote this after I watched Spider-Man 1 yesterday. I thought it was funny. It's kind of stupid...so stupid but I couldn’t resist.

.

.

.

Daniel sat at the head of the long glass conference table, the city skyline glittering faintly through the tall windows behind him. He wore his usual calm, sharp smile—confident, almost playful. In his hand was a small remote, which he clicked with ease, bringing up the first slide on the screen behind him.

223: Redoing My Life, Obsessed

This plotline I’ve been wanting to do ever since I watched a video about how Justin Bieber and his now-wife met.

It deals with the idea of problematic fans, especially since Daniel had a huge fanbase that was around his own age.

This will only be a side story, meant to give the side characters something to do in the background.

Oh, and that Sydney Sweeney scene from Euphoria heavily influenced this chapter.

I actually had to ask my sister for help with this one....

31: Dragonborn Conqueror, Rebellion pt.7

“They are close,” the scout said, urgency in his voice.

Harald’s gaze sharpened. “And what of the other army?”

The scout shook his head. “We dared not go too far northeast—too much risk.”

Harald gave a curt nod and turned to the gathered lords, mounted and alert, their retainers waiting in tight, disciplined formations. “We’ll take the high ground,” he said, pointing toward the broad crest of a steep hill that dominated the surrounding plain. “That ri...

30: Dragonborn Conqueror, Rebellion pt.6

Dagon sat alone in his tent, the heavy flaps drawn shut, muffling the noise of the encamped host beyond. Fifteen thousand men waited for him, ready for war. Yet here, within the stillness of dark canvas, he heard only the whispers.

They came in hissing tongues, low and churning; they coiled through his skull—whispers from his god.

Dagon looked at his hands.

He had been changed.

The man who had left Harrenhal was no more. His skin, once bronze and proud like any scion...

16: Marvel's Green Lantern, Back in Thebes

This was a bigger chapter, but I had to split it as I’m a bit busy today. I’ll post the next one tomorrow.

EDIT: No not happening tomorrow.

.

Max fiddled with the communicator in his hand. The device, shaped like a three-pronged beetle made of polished black metal, hummed and blinked with intermittent violet lights. He had been trying to contact Odin for hours, and the lack of an answer from the other side was wearing his patience thin.<...

222: Redoing My Life, Post-Oscars Reactions and Trailer 2

Daniel Adler Makes History With Record-Breaking Oscar Wins

Hollywood witnessed history last night as 23-year-old writer-producer Daniel Adler shattered records and rewrote the rulebook on what’s possible for young filmmakers at the 87th Academy Awards. With wins in both screenwriting categories — Best Original Screenplay for The Incredibles and Best Adapted Screenplay for The Revenant, based on his own bestselling novel — Adler now stands as a generational talent ...

15: Marvel's Green Lantern, So… About the Future

Max looked at the four. He crossed his arms and pretended to squint in suspicion, acting as though he didn’t know who they were.

“So… who are you people?”

They exchanged a quick glance before Reed stepped forward.

“I’m Reed Richards,” he said. “This is Susan Storm.”

Susan gave a polite nod.

“Ben Grimm,” Reed continued, gesturing to the large, rock-skinned man.

Ben grunted, folding his arms.

“And I’m Johnny Storm,” Johnny ad...

126: The Son of Ice and Fire, Before the Night Pt.4

Ned Stark stood at the head of the table in the Lord Commander’s chambers of Castle Black. The air in the chamber was frigid, their every breath clouding before their faces, the fire in the hearth doing little to chase away the creeping chill that had taken root within the very stones.

Around him sat a grim company—commanders of the Watch and the lords of the North. The long table groaned under the weight of maps and steaming mugs.

“Good,” Ned said quietly. “The new flam...

221: Redoing my Life, Oscars 2015 Pt.2

The ceremony was over, yet the applause still rang in my ears as I slipped backstage. My phone was already vibrating in my jacket, and I knew exactly who it was.

I answered. Mom was laughing hysterically—half-crying, half-shouting—her voice crackling with joy.

“Oh my God, my baby! You did it! You won two! I’m so—”

In the background Nathan yelled, “You won two! Two!”

Then a little scuffle, and the phone was snatched away.

“Danny?” a small, high...

14: Marvel's Green Lantern, Accidental Time Travelers

“We’re almost there,” Reed Richards said, his eyes focused ahead as the golden silhouettes of the Great Pyramids pierced the horizon. The sun hung low, casting long, majestic shadows across the desert.

The Fantasticar hummed steadily through the air. Reed sat at the helm, with Susan Storm beside him. Behind them, Ben Grimm lounged in his seat—arms crossed, unimpressed by the heat.

Johnny Storm, meanwhile, wasn’t seated at all.

He soared alongside the craft, trailin...

220: Redoing My Life, Oscars 2015 Pt.1

“Are you seriously saying this looks good?” I asked, frowning at the strange piece of cloth attached to the front of my suit.

It was half scarf, half sash—neither clearly defined—just hanging awkwardly off the lapel as if it couldn’t decide what it wanted to be.

“What is this even supposed to be?” I asked Caleb, who was diligently fastening the last few buttons on the jacket.

“It’s a narrative drape,” Caleb said without missing a beat. “Abstract frontie...

13: Marvel's Green Lantern, What’s Goin’ On Here??

Max stood still as the golden-armored guards closed in around him. Their ornate spears—tipped with polished bronze and humming faintly with energy—were all trained on him. Each helm bearing the visage of a falcon.

Max raised his hands slowly. “This is a misunderstanding,” he said calmly. “I’m just a simple traveler.”

The guard who appeared to be the leader stepped forward, his voice stern and unyielding. “On your knees, foreigner.”

Max sighed. “Alright, t...

29: Dragonborn Conqueror, Rebellion pt.5

Harald stood atop the black-stoned battlements of Weeping Hall. The sky was overcast—a low blanket of grey that smothered the sun and cast the world in a cold, steely hue. Below, the camp of the Army of Liberation stretched across the fields like a sea, its flickering campfires dotting the dawn like dying stars. Most of the men were quartered outside the castle, while the lords and their household knights remained within its walls.

Harrenhal lay just a week’s march to the east.

219: Redoing My Life, Future of DC

“Daniel, what you’re asking for is big. That kind of money—for a series?” Reed Hastings’ voice crackled through the phone as I walked briskly down the sidewalk toward the restaurant.

I stepped around a man walking his dog and replied calmly, “Reed, look—I know it seems like a gamble, but you also know how popular these books of mine have become. You’ve seen the numbers—hell, you’re a fan yourself.”

A pause.

“And,” I continued, “you know how much m...

125: The Son of Ice and Fire, Before the Night pt.3

Maekar walked slowly through the broad archway that marked the entrance to the Fireguard headquarters—the order he had created, the order that had set him on the path to becoming king. The place had been transformed over the last three years. No longer merely a garrison or training ground, it had been repurposed into one of the largest public gathering spaces in King’s Landing.

Around him, the ruins of the Dragonpit sprawled wide and skeletal, its upper domes and va...

218: Redoing my Life, Important Mails

The Adler Hypothesis isn’t finished yet...I’m stuck on the ending, like I always am with these crossovers. I’m hoping to get it done this week, since I only started writing today after taking a break since Saturday.

More chapters, especially for The Son of Ice and Fire, coming this week.

Also, this chapter uses a new format I’ve been wanting to try for a while.

.

.

.

A selection of emails sent to Daniel in the month of January a...