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Troy — Fri, 07 Mar 2014 01:29:27 +0000

4 Shows you need to watch!

Troy — Fri, 11 Oct 2013 01:36:50 +0000

Some TV shows come along that just grab you by the throat and don’t let go until you experience every last drop. Sometimes it’s due to the actors and sometimes it’s due to the amazing writers. When these two forces come together at once it can produce some amazing television.

This is the case with these four shows.

Justified is quite widely known about these days compared to what it used to be, but the other three deserve your attention.

Most people know that I’m a huge Gillian Anderson fan, but don’t watch The Fall just because of that. It’s a fantastic crime show that is heading into a second season in 2014.

The Bridge takes a few episodes to get into, and the characters take some getting used to, but once you’re in you don’t want to leave. It will surprise you … and it isn’t scared to give you the big OMG moment!

Rectify is just pure brilliance. It makes you think. It makes you feel. And it never lets you truly realise what’s happening under the surface. It will make you uncomfortable, then bring out a smile. Great viewing. I can’t wait for season 2 in 2014.

Go on then. Grab that remote!!

The Naked Truth about Home Invasion

Troy — Wed, 11 Sep 2013 05:55:11 +0000

I have two things i must own up to, and then a BIG question I must ask.

Firstly … I sleep naked!!

GASP!!

OMG … he said the word naked!!

An earth tremor raced across Australia as your bottom jaws hit the floor.

I know this is one hell of a shocking admission to make and may almost border on porn for some people (that may be a slight exaggeration and I’m making this sound like a big deal when it really isn’t, but it’s fun to over-dramatise), but I need to tell you this for my BIG question to make sense.

Secondly … I have a terrible fear of Home Invasion.

Yes, I know I write horror and horror authors shouldn’t hold such fears in their own souls, but I do.

The thought of waking up to find someone standing over me is fucking terrifying!! I have held this fear inside me for many years and it’s never going to leave me alone.

So there are my two admissions.

I sleep naked and I have a fear of home invasion.

This leads me to the BIG question.

I have asked friends this question many times in recent years and on Tuesday night my warped little mind made me think about it again.

Here goes …

If someone broke in while you were asleep and you woke to find them in your bedroom, would you feel weaker and physically vulnerable if you were naked?

Are you too scared to look?

Troy — Thu, 18 Apr 2013 02:28:54 +0000

I’m not saying there’s anything there.
I’m not even saying that monsters truly exist, or that evil people have gained access to your home.
I’m just asking a simple question.

When was the last time you looked under your bed?

Would you drive past a child or stop to help?

Troy — Sat, 13 Apr 2013 23:17:00 +0000

Yesterday morning was interesting.
It was around 10am. I had just grabbed some McDonalds breakfast for my girlfriend and I, and I was driving up the hill and back towards her place with the food sitting on the passenger seat next to me. It was a murky morning. Drizzle was massaging its wet fingers into everything crack it could find and the mist was hanging around like a comforting old friend that had now overstayed their welcome. It was the perfect dreary scene for a 1970′s zombie film.
As I turned the corner I saw a child standing on the side of the road in the distance. As I drive closer I realised it was a girl, maybe eight years old, and she was holding what looking to be an A4 sheet of paper in her hands for people driving past to read. The place where she was standing was near a small school car park and a hundred or more metres away from any housing. I thought this whole situation was a little bizarre, but continued home with my food smelling great and my girlfriend waiting for her hunter to arrive.
My destination was only a short kilometre from where the girl was standing and my mind kept thinking about it.
Why was there a young girl standing out in the rain?
What parent would let their child do this?
And the BIG one … what was written on the sheet of paper in her hands?
It was all none of my business, yet the ‘concerned person’ inside couldn’t let it go. As I pulled into the drive-way, I no sooner reversed out again and was driving back down the hill to find out if this girl was okay.
What if her mother has collapsed and she didn’t know about 000, and instead ran to the street with a sign saying HELP!
What if someone had abducted her and threw her from a van and left her with a peice of paper saying only her name?
All these things went threw my mind, but the main thing that I kept thinking of was … what if everyone just drove past the same as I did and this young girl needed help.
I pulled into the small car park and stopped about ten metres from where the girl stood. The weather was miserable and not the kind of day to be standing outside without a jacket or an umbrella. I let my car window slide down.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
The girl gave me a weird uncomfortable look and then pointed over the top of my car to some houses.
“There’s a garage sale over there,” she said.
I could now see the sheet of paper more clearly and it had the words GARAGE SALE written on it.
She ran past my car to what I hope was her house. I let my window glide back up and turned back onto the road. There was no emergency. I delivered the food to my girlfriend and all was well in the world.
THEN I THOUGHT ABOUT IT.
I looked at this whole situation from the eyes of a caring onlooker looking out their kitchen window.

A young child standing out in the drizzly rain. A car pulls up with dark tinted windows. The driver side window goes down. A much older man with a goatee looks out and says something to the girl. She looks uncomfortable. Suddenly she runs off. The tinted window quickly goes back up and the car drives away. This onlooker writes down the registration number and phones the police to explain that something bad may have nearly happened.
Suddenly I’m the bad guy!!!
This thought bugged me yesterday to the point where I started to pose a very simple question to myself.

Would you stop next time? Or would you drive past a child on the side of the road because society makes us all live in fear of being seen as people who can all commit terrible evil things to others?

What would YOU do?