New YouTube Video

Hey guys,

So, I run a YouTube channel… “Run” is a bad term for this. More like I occasionally look at it, and I have a dream that I posted a video.

Anywho, very short post here. I am not particularly happy with this video; I need to learn editing, and also how to improve in narration. I might convert some posts here into scripts and do them, but, personally, I am not as passionate about YouTube as writing reflections.

But, if you want to watch a video of me ranting about the writing style of Ernest Cline & how much I hate one of my favorite books, then feel free to watch below, and maybe subscribe if you’d like:

Catch-up & a New Short Story

Long time, no see, huh?

Well… I’ve been doing a lot of work behind the scenes in something called “Sophomore Year of college.” I’ve been wanting to blog a lot more, trust me. It’s just… this thing is really kicking my butt. BUT! I’ve been writing a lot.

I’ve been getting into poetry lately, and I have some that I’m excited to share. I might compile some of it into a collection and self-publish it (mainly so I can just have it to myself…) but for now, I’ll be posting some of them here. But tonight is not one of those nights:

I wrote a fan story. Or an adaptation? Or… I’m not sure. It’s something that I’m 90% sure lands in the “Fanfiction” realm, but I digress.

Let me set the scene:

I’ve grown up with Spider-Man. I have been reading his comics for years. My first movie I remember watching was Spider-Man 2. I love the character of Peter Parker, and I love the other characters found in his life. From Mary Jane Watson to Miles Morales, Harry Osborne and Spidey’s wide array of villains, I just love all of it. For the longest time, I’ve wanted to write Spider-Man, be it in comics, screenplays; heck, even prose. But I never had inspiration for it.

Until the trailer dropped a couple nights back for Spider-Man: No Way Home. Suddenly, I got this rush of enthusiasm I had previously not seen before. I was inspired to write something I’ve been wanting to do, something I’m proud enough of that I feel fine with sharing.

I don’t want to post it to or AO3, because I’d probably forget about it there. I’d want it here.

So, I did a Peyton French rendition of “The Night Gwen Stacy Died” in a story called “The Night She Fell.” You can read it here.

“The Night She Fell” follows Peter Parker, right after the death of Gwen Stacy. Literally, mere hours after it happens. It’s a short story, running about 2,000 words, but in those 2,000 words I wanted to explore a world of grief, and how people cope with that grief immediately after it happens. I always love reading and writing the stories in which a character is just going through it – I know, it’s morbid – but I nonetheless like it all the same. Be sure to give it a read, and absolutely give me your thoughts on it!

If you liked what you read, please share with your friends!

An Ode to Chuys -The Tex-Mex Restaurant that has my heart

Some good old Chuy’s Queso

Don’t debate me. I’ll stand by this statement until I go down six feet under: Chuy’s is the best Tex-Mex franchise in the country. I don’t care about some local place in the middle of Lincoln, Nebraska. Chuy‘s has nothing but the best. I’ve had debates over this one topic, but I stand by my belief every day, and I will for the rest of my life. No, sadly, I am not sponsored by Chuy’s (But I sure wish I was…), but I won’t lie; being back on a campus with the nearest Chuy’s being fifty miles away, it tears up my heart that this distance between me and my favorite restaurant is so far.

It’s a lot more than the Queso, the burritos “as big as your face,” or the fun environment that Chuy’s has, where every restaurant’s interior is unique in some way: Chuy’s acts as a stimulus for my nostalgia.

With each fresh chip I dip into the golden sauce that is their mildly-spicy cheese dip, I am reminded of trips with my mother to the restaurant. I remember times when my family members from down south came up to visit. Chuy’s ignites a certain crack across my face that comes from more than just the flavor.


New Short Story!

Hey guys! I have a lot of good news, but I’ve decided to space it out. Firstly, I’ve decided to start posting my story studies here as well. Something I’ve been doing to practice writing emotions, themes, and stuff like that is listen to a song on repeat, all the while trying to write a story based on how it makes me feel. It’s like writing a story of a music video. So, as the Kanye West fan that I am, I listened to “Runaway,” and I sat down and wrote it all out in about twenty minutes. It was a good test, and I really enjoyed the story. Please check it out! It’s linked here.

Writing Reflection #2 – Progress, Success, and Announcements

Goal setting is important in an art form like this. Usually, in writing, we come in with a couple long term goals, like finishing a book, or getting published, but those… those are built on a couple other goals.

It’s taken a lot of effort to come to this point, but I’ve been sitting at home wondering what is it that makes me happy, and I realize now that it’s goal setting that does it for me. If I set a goal, then I feel good if I complete it. But I realized I had my goals too broadly made.

“Okay Peyton,” I started, “You’re going to sit down and write a book.” That’s an insane idea. And it stressed me out when months would pass and I wasn’t doing it. I wasn’t “writing a book,” I was putting words on the page and looking away for a while. It was then that I realized I needed to change something in how I set these goals.


Zack Snyder’s Justice League – A Reflection on a Movement

New Justice League Scenes Being Filmed by Zack Snyder – /Film
Zack Snyder directs Batman (Ben Affleck) and Wonder Woman (Gal Gadot)

Suicide is hard.

Oh my goodness, is that literally the worst way you can loose someone. I lost my mom to it in 2014. Since then, I’ve been working on trying to understand it, working to find out the meaning as not only did life seemingly stop for a moment, it also simultaneously kept moving forward.

Mom was gone, we grieve, and then we move forward.

But that’s not how it works, at least, it shouldn’t be. When you lose someone, your whole life changes, like heads going to tails, a six on a die rolling to one. An empty spot at the dinner table, nobody to cheer you on from the sidelines.

I cannot imagine the unexpected pain that Zack Snyder must feel every day. I may feel like I know a little about it, but it is truly tragic what happened to his daughter. Forget the super-heroics, the spandex and the gritty voices, let’s talk about this movie, the movement it brought, and the precedent this has going forward.


The Joy of Writing #1 – Weekly Reflections

I’ve been writing since about 2012. Earlier if you count the crappy comics I made as a child, with the superheroes of Fast Boy and Cowboys and Secret Agents. The point is, I’ve been a storyteller since childhood.

I’ve written speeches and spoke in front of a crowd of a thousand, I’ve made short stories that nearly won scholarships, and I have told the same stories over and over again, constantly reworking and learning my audience.

Humor and comedy come naturally to me. Tears and sorrow come naturally as well. Right now, the only thing natural that’s coming to me is reflection.

The past month has been insanely hard, and now I’m in a moment where everything was really going south for me. From losing friends, to not getting things I wanted to get into, to not doing the things I want to do, I’ve turned bitter.


Marvel’s Xavier Institute: First Team Review First Team: A Marvel: Xavier's Institute Novel (9781839080623):  MacNiven, Robbie: Books
Cover owned by Aconyte and Marvel

Note: I received this as a free Advanced Review Copy via Aconyte Books and Marvel for an honest, spoiler-free review through NetGalley. Many thanks to the people at Aconyte and Marvel.

I will start this off with a confession, something that will stun you all:

I’ve been reading comics for years. I love YouTube channels like Comic Drake, Variant, and Comics Explained. But the X-Men? I couldn’t really get into them. It was something about the whole saga, how X-Men ruled the 90s comic landscape and changed everything. I couldn’t really get into the movies, I loved Evan Peters as Quicksilver, and Hugh Jackman as Wolverine, but I just couldn’t understand the whole idea of mutantkind, or the time-travel shenanigans, the deaths and the resurrections, or… Deadpool. Comic-fan blasphemy, I know! I just couldn’t get into Deadpool for the life of me!

I needed something that was a palate cleanser, an introduction that was easy to follow, easy to know. The idea of Xavier’s Institute is such a cool one, it’s like Harry Potter; a school full of powered individuals, with powerful teachers, learning how to hone their skills to be helpful in the rest of the world. First Team by Robbie MacNiven fulfills that desire and need.


Can We Get Much Higher? – Kanye, College, and Peaking

I was sitting at my desk last night when a sudden fear had encapsulated my headspace: Peaking.

You know that fear, right? I have lived eighteen years on this planet and I am suddenly scared of the idea that those eighteen years may be the best ones I had. Or maybe I am scared that the next four will be the best ones, and then I’ll have sixty or more years of my life to feel bad in because it just “won’t be like the good old days.”

This fear is always in the back of my head, but now it’s up front and center. With life seemingly moving at a million miles-per-hour, I realized I was going too fast, and I needed to slow down. What better way to do that than with Kanye West’s My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy?


“What is grief, if not love persevering?” – a Reflection on Loss, Grief, and Wandavision

Warning: Spoilers for Avengers: Infinity War, Endgame, and Wandavision Episodes 1-9.

Details on Wanda & Vision's Relationship in Infinity War

“I just feel you.” Vision says as Wanda Maximoff uses her powers to remove the infinity stone from Vision’s vibranium cranium. Her fingers twirl as red magic flies from her fingertips, and as Vision closes his eyes, the stone shatters, and Vision is gone.

That is, until Thanos arrives. Thanos walks up to the dead corpse of Vision, and much to the anger of Wanda, Thanos uses the Time stone to revive vision and pluck the stone from his head. Vision falls to the ground, dead.