SNYDERMANIA: GIDAK DIGITAL'S STORIES FROM THE SPIRIT GUIDE BAR

Sunday, July 6, 2014

GIDAK DIGITAL'S STORIES FROM THE SPIRIT GUIDE BAR

I'm excited to share this sneak peek-listen of Stories from the Spirit Guide Bar, a Gidak Digital audio production of stories from The Spirit Guide Bar and The Eight-Fingered Criminal's Son.

Here is the link...Stories from the Spirit Guide Bar, "DAVE CRUZ"

Dave Cruz is a mostly true, coming of age story that takes place in 1979 Hawthorne California. Over the last couple of years, this has been my go to story for high school and college readings. Gary's music, sound efffects, and voice over actors really bring the thing to life.

Gary Gidak (left) produced the collection. He also composed the soundtrack and did several voice-overs. Gary is a ridiculously talented, engineer, musician, actor, writer, and zoologist. Okay, he's no zoologist. I was checking if you were paying attention.Voice-over artist Steve Pointer (right) did some outstanding work. His portrayal of General Grant is absolutely riveting.

Stories from the Spirit Guide Bar will be available next month.

Gary and I are planning a release event in the Phoenix area. We're considering having the event at a lawn mower repair shop or a feed store. Got to keep thinks quirky.

For more information, take a look at my website: Stories from The Spirit Guide Bar.

1 comment:

BeFrank said...: So cool.; July 7, 2014 at 6:49 AM

NORTHERN EXPOSURE

Goethe's final words: "More light." Ever since we crawled out of that primordial slime, that's been our unifying cry: "More light." Sunlight. Torchlight. Candlight. Neon. Incandescent. Lights that banish the darkness from our caves, to illuminate our roads, the insides of our refrigerators. Big floods for the night games at Soldier's field. Little tiny flashlight for those books we read under the covers when we're supposed to be asleep. Light is more than watts and footcandles. Light is metaphor. Thy word is a lamp unto my feet. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home- Lead Thou me on! Arise, shine, for thy light has come. Light is knowledge. Light is life. Light is light.

FIELD OF DREAMS

Well, you know I... I never got to bat in the major leagues. I would have liked to have had that chance. Just once. To stare down a big league pitcher. To stare him down, and just as he goes into his windup, wink. Make him think you know something he doesn't. That's what I wish for. Chance to squint at a sky so blue that it hurts your eyes just to look at it. To feel the tingling in your arm as you connect with the ball. To run the bases - stretch a double into a triple, and flop face-first into third, wrap your arms around the bag. That's my wish, Ray Kinsella. That's my wish. And is there enough magic out there in the moonlight to make this dream come true?