Beelzebub and Lucifer … taking a hiatus

When I started this, it was going to be a one-off experiment. I posted that experiment three days ago and Berthold encouraged me to write more because he wanted to see what happened next. So, two days ago, I wrote and recorded episode 2 and yesterday I wrote and recorded episode 3.

Each episode is only about 4 or 4 1/2 minutes long and about 700 words of text. A bit of a lark is how I viewed it, and an opportunity to test out the Anchor app and my podcast skills.

And there’s where I’m now having problems. When I posted yesterday’s episode, I simply could not get it to include the link to the third episode. Nothing would show up and, somehow, the episode I posted the day before would shift to episode 3 instead of staying as episode 2.

Once I went on to an episode 2 and episode 3, I thought it would be fun to do an episode every day until the story is done. A concept I have no idea about because I’m not sure what this story is and how it will end. But the technological difficulties are slowing me down. I don’t want to keep recording episodes without being able to post them here. Until I figure that out, this story may be on hiatus.

Plus, life has intruded today and will tomorrow, and then I leave town for a few days. I may write some episodes over the next few days — I want to keep this going on a daily basis as much as I can — but the recordings won’t be posted here until I figure out what Anchor is doing to me.

In the meantime, the name of the Podcast is Slice of Life Stories. I discovered that somebody on ITunes has a podcast that has the same name. So, I may be changing the name. But until then, according to the app, my podcast is available on Spotify, RadioPublic, Breaker, and Google Podcasts.

If you’re on Spotify, here’s the link that will take you to the first three episodes. Let me know what you think and what you think should happen next. Maybe we can crowdsource the movement of this story.

About kingmidget

About the name. I was the youngest of four. Until I got to kindergarten, I didn't have much to say. All I had to do to get what I wanted was to point, and a sibling, or loving parent, would fulfill my request. As a result, my father coined the nickname -- King Midget. At least that's the way the story goes. I am a father, husband, friend, and lover, writer, runner, pizza maker, baker, and many other things. What I am not is my occupation. It is my job that pays the bills and provides for my family. But, it does not define me.
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