I'm writing like five different stories---I"m halfway through---culled from pop culture super beings (to inspire the little boy god inside me) and their plots would all be threading simultaneously through the novel itself---though it will at that point no longer require any licensed characters, who are there to help me gain perspective on a superhuman evolution of consciousness and geology, mostly featuring nothing but ordinary people alive in an extraordinary way, which is TRANZ. Chronologically, "Wolf" is story one, before "The VAnishing Wave" (featured already on my site) and another that's all plotted, half written; a separate idea, featuring six characters picked by my friend for his birthday from different fictional universes, is up ---it's set in Sin City!---as a fully scripted part one of four. (The plot to 2-4 is snuggly outlined in my notebook). So that's Spell of the Wolf (Hulk, obscure b-list characters) the Vanishing wave (Fantastic

“The heat, the smoke, the manual labor---it’s at the edge of what any man can bear!” thinks Corporal Dayly. The force of the Tranz-Rupture causes several thinking people to bleed over into one another's minds---a maddening disaster, without explanation, while the valley burns, as though to the clouds themselves. “Darned if I’ m giving in though! If only all these weird impressions would cease! Childhood memories, hidden fears, thoughts of the afterlife, yearnings for home---it’s a flood! But I’m an individual! I won’t have my reality played with! The reality is that huge fire, and I’ve got to keep digging for all I’m worth, till this thing’s out and I’m back home sooty hair and all, playing drums again...!” Strangely, his individual assertion echoes in waves throughout the Tranz-Ruptured collection of thoughts present; all around him, the embattled reservists snap back to their senses, straining to focus on the massive destruction bearing down on them all. But at t

Knocking the Four Armed Man unconscious, Hulk feels a twinge of remorse beneath his battle fury. “Hulk is glad fighting is over!” he says, shaking his head. With the Tranz Rupture swirling the thoughts of individuals into the conscious mind of each person present, Hulk feels the urgency of stopping the fire, the physical threat to everyone. He sees a fire fighter, who calls himself Smoky Dean, beckon him back to stopping the inferno. The Hulk slams together his hands to create a massive wind, blowing down the flaming trees directly in front of him. Smoky Dean runs the other direction, shouting the Hulk’s praises. As he plunges into another side of the inferno, however, he finds firefighters fallen, and feels their misery. He walks up to one to make sure he is not suffocating or falling prey to heat exhaustion; he immediately feels the grasp of the Voidons upon the emotions of his fellows. “All they need is to revive enough to fight back!” he thinks, but he does no

Truly (Miss Super Understanding) Vox 1: I never really mean 2 have to tell U --truly sorry Tho I would if I truly tried I’m not wasting ur time with a blur that's starry words that I can’t truly mean Vox 2: You’re not wastin’ my time Time is ours for the wasting There’s a reason the windshield’s big Where you’re tasting going, dig And the rear view mirror smaller That’s how you should live--- Vox 1: ---and that’s why I call her Miss super understanding (Together): Discover your lives in the middle of your life Uncover your life in riddle of your wife Discover your wives in the middle of your life Uncover your wife in the riddle of your life Whenever you’re ready, baby Where did water come from? Don’t let the grass grow underneath like ur sitting -busted on blocks in the yard Miss Understanding Super Miss Understanding Vox 1: I never really mean to have to tell u Vox 2, chorus: Miss Super Understanding 1:truly sorry 2:Discover your lives in the middle of your life 1:unc