Posted: 26th August 2011 by Sam McPherson in Knowing Lost Episodes
If you’re reading this, you’re one of the most patient people on the internet. If you’re reading this, you’ve put up with numerous delays (including that one really long one that I’m very sorry for) and other hiccups. However, I also sincerely hope you’ve been treated to a pretty good story that’s highlighted a bit of the great fandom that LOST spawned.
My schedule is getting tight enough to where I can no longer even hope to write semi-regular episodes while simultaneously staying sane. I decided my best choice was to take my remaining plan for the series and condense it down into 3,000 words, calling it a series finale. In my humble writer’s opinion, it actually turned out pretty smoothly. Hopefully, you’ll feel the same way — let me know in the comments, as always.
This won’t be the site’s last post; sometime in the future, I intend to compile these stories and put them together into one big PDF format so that all of you can re-read them, free of course, on your portable reading devices of choice.
Thanks for sticking with me when by all rights you could have abandoned this story long ago. You can continue to read my nonfiction writing over at TVOvermind.com, and follow me on Twitter (@mcphersonator). I’ll have some more fiction ventures in the future, that’s for sure. But for Knowing LOST, it’s curtain time. I hope you enjoy. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: 11th June 2011 by Sam McPherson in Knowing Lost Episodes
This schedule is working so much better for me, guys. And while I’ve probably lost most of this project’s readership, at least I’m not having a heart attack to get an episode out to you every week. For those of you who are reading this, you’re all the audience I need. You guys are great, and thanks for coming back to follow this project after such a long time. Having said that, if you’ve got friends in the LOST community, you can tell them to head back over here and I won’t be offended in the least bit…
In the meantime, enjoy the newest episode of KL, entitled “Everything But Six.” You can expect episode 1.16 in a couple of weeks.
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Episode 1.15 “Everything But Six”
Olsen put his hand on the cardboard box, then stopped. “I’ll need to explain,” he said, his brow furrowing. “Context is important here.”
Locke frowned. “We’ll decide that when we see it,” he said finally, the gun still pointed at Olsen’s chest. “Now, go ahead. Answer all my questions.”
Olsen had broken a sweat, and beads of moisture were trickling down his nose. “Right, right,” he said. “I’ll need your knife. One of your knives.”
Locke looked over at Ryan, his expression guarded. His expression was clear enough: Should I trust him? Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: 23rd May 2011 by Sam McPherson in Knowing Lost Episodes
…and we’re back. I know it’s been an almost unforgivable amount of time since the last episode, but I hope some of you guys will find it in your hearts to come back and join us once again. The thing that nearly killed Knowing LOST last time was the tight deadlines and once-a-week episodes. I’m not doing that anymore. Episodes are back to their long length, but now they won’t be on any regular basis. I’ll update as regularly as time allows, of course, but don’t expect one every week (every couple of weeks seems more realistic). We’ll have other stuff up between episodes to keep you entertained, of course, and we think that things will be smooth running from here on out. For those of you who are back with us, thanks for sticking around — hopefully this episode won’t disappoint you. The next couple of episodes are going to be fantastic, if I do say so myself. Please, tell your fellow LOST fans that Knowing LOST is back… for good. In the meantime, enjoy episode 1.14, “What’s in the Box?”, and keep checking back with Knowing LOST for more post-LOST goodness.
Episode 1.14 “What’s in the Box?”
Kevin looked up into the eyes of John Locke. “I was free,” he whispered finally, his eyes watering in pain. Everything was a blur, from the lines on John’s face to the trees in the air behind him. He sucked in another huge breath of air, as though that would satisfy the tightness he felt in all his muscles, the throbbing knot on his head.
“I’ve been gone a long time,” he said finally, focusing on Locke finally. The blur of the trees had subsided.
“Yes,” Locke agreed knowingly. “But you’re with me now. You’re safe.” Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: 8th September 2010 by Sam McPherson in Knowing Lost Episodes
They were in a desert, the sun sweltering down upon the gritty sand from the bright azure sky above. They had been in the restaurant only moments before. The violet was only just receding from the sky.
The table and chairs had travelled with them, as well as Jacob’s salad and water.
“You really should have ordered,” Jacob commented, spearing a tomato with his fork.
“Not hungry,” Kevin retorted, staring at him. “What was that you were saying before the scenery changed? Fact from fiction?”
Jacob swallowed, his eyes betraying a slight amount of amusement at Kevin’s persistence. “If you’re looking for clarity, this is fiction.
“Well,” he said, stopping himself. “That depends on what viewpoint you take, doesn’t it? Reality is in perception. To you, this is reality. To everyone else, it doesn’t exist.”
“This doesn’t feel like nonexistence,” Kevin replied. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: 5th September 2010 by Sam McPherson in Knowing Lost Episodes
This is the first episode of a three-episode ‘arc.’
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A ray of sunlight on his face.
He opened his eyes to a brand new world that was beautiful. He was lying on his back in the middle of a well-manicured lawn, staring up at a cloud that was eclipsing the sun. Beams of bright light were escaping around the edges, and a calm ray was sprawled across his cheeks. A breeze ruffled his hair.
He knew the yard the minute he felt the grass under his bare feet as he stood up. The tangled blades fit into the angles of his feet like a pattern, and he smiled. Home. He was home, finally.
When he blinked, he opened his eyes to find that the sky was a brilliant shade of violet.
Strangely enough, that didn’t unsettle him. It should have, he supposed, but he simply observed the sky with a mere curiosity that was far from full-fledged fear. The sky wasn’t menacing; he’d seem something like it before.
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Posted: 31st August 2010 by Sam McPherson in Episodes
The wall behind him sparked as the bullet glanced off it, ricocheting across the hallway, where it embedded itself into the wall and smoldered.
Ryan dropped to the ground, his hands shaking. “Don’t shoot!” he screamed. “Damn it, I’m not armed!”
The metal floor under his face was freezing. He was squeezing his eyes shut, unable to look up at the figure, whoever it was. He’d nearly just died, goddamn it, died. He couldn’t think, he could barely breathe, all he knew was that the figure was walking toward him and that ground was cold…
“Who are you?” the figure asked, and Ryan’s thoughts all snapped into one place, focusing on the question.
Who am I? Who am I? Who am I who am I who am I?
“Ryan… Page,” he managed to choke out.
The footsteps stopped, and the figure took a deep breath. “Really?” came the voice, that suddenly sounded familiar. It was someone who he’d seen before. A character that hadn’t really stuck in his memory, but was there nonetheless.
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Posted: 28th August 2010 by Sam McPherson in Knowing Lost Episodes
A rustling of leaves to his left broke his concentration.
He leapt to his feet, his hand flying instinctively to his hip, where his holstered knife itched to be unsheathed and thrown. His hand rested on the hilt, and he waited, watching intently.
Ryan fell from the underbrush onto the beach sand, his face covered in a myriad of scratches and cuts. He sprawled on the beach sand, heaving for breath. He’d been running for a while.
“Ryan,” Locke said calmly, removing his hand from his knife but looking into the jungle behind Ryan to make sure he wasn’t being chased. “What’s the matter?”
Ryan gasped, holding a finger up to assure Locke that he intended to reply. He was really out of shape, the kid, and Locke waited with patience for him to speak.
“Ethan…” Ryan gasped out. “Took Kevin.” Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: 22nd August 2010 by Sam McPherson in Knowing Lost Episodes
(Read this post before beginning, please.)
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He stepped down into the hatch, his feet racing down the ladder as he pulled the two metal doors down over him. He was blinded by darkness for a minute, but a flickering of light below soon adjusted his eyes.
His feet touched the bottom of the shaft, and he knew something was wrong. It hadn’t sounded right.
His eyes slowly wandered downward to the floor, which was covered in streaks of red plasma. Blood was everywhere; flecked across the walls in tiny specks, pooling on the ground. It was even splattered across the monitors on the far end of the hallway. He felt the sudden urge to vomit, but held it back.
Claire had already done so, though with her pregnancy he could tell that she was used to puking by now. She had turned away from him, but was turning back, wiping her mouth with one of her sleeves.
“What the hell is this place?” she asked, fear obvious in her eyes. “Whose blood is this?”
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Posted: 18th August 2010 by Sam McPherson in Art
Posted: 17th August 2010 by Sam McPherson in News
Hey guys. Hope you’re glad to see that we’re back from the hiatus, and probably going to stay that way. There are two things I want to address based on comments for the episode.
First of all, you guys were split on my decision to change format for the episode. Some of you thought it was interesting, while others thought it didn’t quite succeed. And I’ll agree, it wasn’t as good as it could have been. However, I’m going to continue challenging myself stylistically. You guys were right in assuming I drew my inspiration from Stephen King’s works, and I’ll be drawing in inspirations from other places as well. I want KL to not only be a fun read, but a challenging one (not too challenging, of course).
Secondly, some of you have suggested that I take the project on single-handedly. While I appreciate that, that’s not always going to be an option. Of course, delays are caused by the greater number of writers. However, I’ll certainly be less expansive with the staff in the future; there are only three or four people who will be writing occasional episodes in the future. I’ll be covering the majority of them, though.
One more thing: I won’t accept anyone trashing Jon as unreliable or anything like that for not having the time to write his episode. His schedule was tight and he had much more pressing family matters to attend to. He is no longer considered part of the staff, but I don’t bear any ill will toward him and neither should you.
That’s all I’ve got for now. Next week’s episode, “Hall of Mirrors,” will hit Sunday.
If you’re reading this, you’re one of the most patient people on the internet. If you’re reading this, you’ve put up with numerous delays (including that one really long one that I’m very sorry for) and other hiccups. However, I also sincerely hope you’ve been treated to a pretty good story that’s highlighted a bit of the great fandom that LOST spawned.
