I have yet to delete any, even the few that I outright hated and will certainly never listen to again (I'm looking at you, "Results").
I have yet to delete any, even the few that I outright hated and will certainly never listen to again (I'm looking at you, "Results").
I have yet to delete any, even the few that I outright hated and will certainly never listen to again (I'm looking at you, "Results").
Clearly you're a pack rat with audio stories the way you're a pack rat with physical books. :P
So if you hypothetically were going to choose some to keep on the basis of their awesomeness, which would they be?
61: I Look Forward to Remembering You (My other absolute favorite)
So far I've picked "Merry Christmas from the Heartbreakers" and "I Look Forward to Remembering You".
I am not one to keep stuff. I have a wall full of DVDs and VHS tapes I watched once and never again.
So far I've picked "Merry Christmas from the Heartbreakers" and "I Look Forward to Remembering You".
I think I see a trend.
I am not one to keep stuff. I have a wall full of DVDs and VHS tapes I watched once and never again.
wait, what?
I went back through the list to see if there were any that jumped out at me and needed to be added to my keep list. I came up with four more:
EP005: Snow Day - Jennifer Pelland
EP020: The Burning Bush - Jennifer Pelland
I went back through the list to see if there were any that jumped out at me and needed to be added to my keep list. I came up with four more:
EP005: Snow Day - Jennifer Pelland
EP020: The Burning Bush - Jennifer Pelland
If there was some sort of request feature for Escape Pod, the first thing i would ask for would be more Jennifer Pelland stories read by Deborah Green :)
I went back through the list to see if there were any that jumped out at me and needed to be added to my keep list. I came up with four more:
EP005: Snow Day - Jennifer Pelland
EP020: The Burning Bush - Jennifer Pelland
If there was some sort of request feature for Escape Pod, the first thing i would ask for would be more Jennifer Pelland stories read by Deborah Green :)
OK, now on to my bad memory. The first story I downloaded, the one on which I'd base future EP listening habits, I can't find. That was quite a while back in time, so I may be remembering things wrong. I do remember, I think, the first EP episode I heard was not close to EP 1. It would probably have been somewhere between 1-100. Anyway the story involved a guy who traveled to another planet where humans, once again, were replacing the native inhabitants and bringing commerce and destruction to yet another culture. I seem to remember the aliens could hide in or move through blemishes on a table or wall. I remember they were described as resembling the color of sheetrock and in the story an alien was run over by a car.
It is possible that I've combined a couple stories in my memory and it's even possible that I heard this story elsewhere but it contained a reference to EscapePod. Does my description remind anyone of an EP episode. I'd really like to hear this again.
Hmm, sounds a little bit like EP 101: The 43 Antarean Dynasties. Been a while since I listened to it, though, so I could be wide of the mark.
Pseudopod 019: Through the Many Corridors
It was weird, wasn’t it? Weird how little it impressed him. It was an alien world, after all, a whole new planet, a landscape that held only a vague familiarity with the world he’d been born in, the atmosphere he’d inhaled for twenty-nine years. Maybe that’s it. It was just congruent enough to orient yourself, to fool yourself into thinking you were okay here. Up was up, down was down, you could breathe the air. But you weren’t okay here. You were drawn into this landscape by a different artist using a different pallet and a different technique and you just weren’t okay here.
Art took the cigarette out of his mouth and pointed up ahead. “Chalkie.”
It was at the very edge of the road with its long doughy fingers wrapped over the top of the metal barrier. Its skin was dry, dusty, cracked and curling like old paint, and dull white like chalk. Its tiny black eyes were set deep into its face, which was long and snoutish and bald. Even when nothing on this planet seemed to reflect the glow of that big red moon, the bleeding moon, those eyes picked it up like deep black wells.