Distractions and grey hairs [FU6]

Fortnightly update 6: 17.02.2020 to 01.03.2020

In this fortnightly blog post series, I share with you my progress as a writer. I’ll throw each post up on both Facebook and LinkedIn on Sundays or Mondays, though if anything dinosaur-huge happens, I may still make separate posts about it; these fortnightly posts are more about my fortnight-to-fortnight triumphs.

The Front

I write scripts for the popular YouTube channel The Front.

We uploaded two videos this fortnight. The first was about how World War II tempered the Poles into some of the strongest humans on the planet.

The second was about Robert McNamara’s “Project 100,000” or “McNamara’s Morons. This one is travelling exceptionally well.

I also worked with some graphic designers to put together two posts to both The Front History Facebook page and The Front History Instagram account.

The first week’s posts were about indigenous Australians in the Second World War.

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Lest we forget 🇦🇺 . You may know little about Australia and, more specifically, Indigenous Australians, though if there is one thing you need to know it's that they fought and died for the Allied cause in the Second World War. While it's almost impossible to get an exact figure on how many Indigenous Australians took up arms, estimates range from 3,000 to 6,000. Many of these men and women volunteered soon after Australia's declaration of war, and many ended up in the Middle East, Greece, Greece, and Syria; this was before Japan ended the war and island-hopped towards Australia in the Pacific Theatre. This is Indigenous Australian Thomas Harold Green of the 2/1 Battalion, pipe in lips. Unfortunately for Green, the photo — which we've colourised — was taken when he was a POW in Stalag XIIIc in Hammelburg, Germany. #thefront #ww2 #ww2history #wwii #wwiihistory #war #history #military

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The second week’s posts were about ghosts and curses (hence the featured image). Spooky!

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The curse of the SS Alkimos 💀 . World War II was horrible enough without curses and spirits, though if such things do exist, it makes a whole not of sense that they would be born in war, in which suffering is commonplace. Claimed to be cursed was the SS Alkimos, built in the US and sold to the Norwegians. While she was in Naples, Italy, one of her crew members shot her radio operator and then turned the gun on himself. After the war, she was sold to a Greek shipping company, under whose hand she crashed into a reef near the coast of Western Australia (WA). When she was in Fremantle getting repaired, she caught fire, and when she was well enough to leave the port, her tow line snapped, and she hit the shore. A few more unfortunate events led her to be stranded, damaged severely and sinking slowly off the coast in Yanchep, WA. Salvagers had at her, though often they were driven off by feelings of dread, unexplained footsteps and voices, and in at least one case, a spontaneous fire. The Alkimos was soon after abandoned, left to rot under the waves. . #thefront #ww2 #ww2history #wwii #wwiihistory #war #history #military

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I write scripts for Geetsly’s, the popular Star Wars YouTube channel. We’ve got quite a few banked up, so one of mine has yet to be uploaded. Stay tuned for that!

The Jerk’E’Club

I write the blog series Tales of The Jerk’E’Club for The Jerk’E’Club. This fortnight, I wrote chapter 5, and it’s filthy. Enjoy.


This fortnight, I posted two fiction_shots pieces on both Instagram and Twitter.

The first was written by Dilini, a fiction_shots contributor.

Water swirled around our ankles. My feet sunk slowly into waterlogged sand. Her squeals of delight over small lapping waves warmed my heart. She let go of my hand. Fearless, she duck-footed her way along the shore. I suppressed the nag and let her go.

The second was written by me, and it was about the “million-dollar wound.” [Twitter #vss365 word #spirits]

I’d never seen a man with bone sticking out his skin in such high spirits.

He looked at me, read my thoughts. “I’m going home, mate. Home.”

He looked at nothing after that, and I spent a long minute deciding if I should put a bullet in my left asscheek or right.


I let my nerdiness take hold this fortnight, making my own simple tabletop roleplaying game system which I called “6ixes” (as it uses only the humble six-sided die), and I ended up testing it out in a Discord play-by-post RPG server and “Skyrim-esque” setting of my own, recruiting players from Reddit and my existing pool of friends. It was fun while it lasted, but maintaining the server and setting turned out to be a whole lot extra work, which I just don’t need right now. I want to playtext 6ixes in a far more restricted setting, so then I don’t have to spend hours and hours worldbuilding.

If that made no sense to you, it might be time to dive skull-first into the world of tabletop roleplaying games, starting with something like D&D first. The neckbeard will grow shortly thereafter.


This fortnight was a f***ing grind, and it was totally my fault. Discipline is everything, and I let the dirty nerd inside of me take the reigns, ceding it to him. I finished everything I needed to, yeah, but it cost me more than a few grey hairs.

Thanks for reading!

P.S. I drove along the Great Ocean Road too. It was nice.

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