Celebrating With A Grand Finale And Gearing Up For A Second Season Of When Fact Met Fiction

Okay, Since the Grand Finale of When Fact Met Fiction we HAVE been writing – a lot.  Just not on the blog.  And we are sorry for being silent for a bit. But we’re back, so let us catch you up on what’s been happening.

The Top 5 Things That Have Kept Us Too Busy To Write Blog Posts:

  1. We had a GRAND FINALE!

    We filled up seats at Asheville Pizza and Brewing co. on Merrimon Ave. with cast, crew and some amazing fans to watch the entire first season of When Fact Met Fiction. As you can see, we had a fantastic time.

    When Fact Met Fiction premier
    The crazy cast of When Fact Met Fiction. Madison Garris, Rebekah Babelay, Jeff Alexander, Josef Liner, Miles Rice, Karen Covington-Yow and Carol Anderson at the When Fact Met Fiction Grand Finale.
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    The music team for When Fact Met Fiction. Ethan Liner, Matt Williams and Miles Rice.
     Rebekah Babelay, Jeff Alexander, Mondy Carter and Carol Anderson at the When Fact Met Fiction premier.
    When fact Met Fiction on the big screen.
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    Director/creator Stefan Liner with Jeff Alexander and Rebekah Babelay to the When Fact Met Fiction Grand Finale.
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    Madison Garris signs a poster at the When fact Met Fiction Grand Finale.
    When Fact Met Fiction premier
    Karen Covington-Yow gets tickled at the When fact Met Fiction Grand Finale.

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    Rebekah Babelay and Jeff Alexander.
  2. We had a table read with the cast.

    Not only did this give a feel for where we are going in season 2, but it was just so much fun having these great people in one room again. Can’t wait to start shooting later this year.

  3. We have been tweaking some episodes for season 2 of When Fact Met Fiction as well as writing new episodes.

    This is always a process. I can confidently say that everything we thought would happen for these characters could change. It is never set in stone and is always possible to change until it is a wrap.

  4. We’ve been working on the main page for our crowdfunding campaign.

    This is a huge job and there are only three of us managing it so needless to say, we are covered over, but we’ll do our best along with everything else.

  5. We got some of our cast and team together to shoot the video for our crowdfunding campaign.

    We are blessed with a cast of people who go out of their way to help us out. We worked four hours getting our crowdfunding video shot and we can’t say a big enough THANK YOU to those who were able to participate. They are the best! We’ll share the final video with you soon.

… And we aren’t going to have much breathing room for the next few months. Here’s why:

  1. We are swimming in pre-production stuff –  Finding locations, running auditions for new characters, hiring crew, designing sets, creating our new branding. This list feels endless.

  2. We are managing fundraising –  Not only are we building a crowdfunding campaign, but we are knocking on the doors of businesses and people who love supporting the arts. Especially, those who want to support talent local to Western North Carolina.

  3. We are in development for other projects coming down the line – In order to not lag behind we have to double our efforts where future content is concerned. That means working toward the next big thing, while we are working on the current project.

  4. Sometimes we need to eat, sleep and breath – We try to fit this in on a fairly regular basis. Unfortunately, we don’t always succeed. Good thing we love coffee… and we love what we do.

We can’t wait to bring the next season of When Fact Met Fiction your way. Thank you for being –  THE BEST FANS EVER.

In case you missed it, here is a fun Video Interview with Karen Covington – Yow on playing the part of a ‘cougar’ on When Fact Met Fiction.

Thanks for reading.

 

 

Man Catcher: a short story by Jon Frank

Man Catcher is a story set at a funeral first introduced to our audience in Episode 5 of When Fact Met Fiction.

In the episode Mel addresses Jon.

” You had to write an article about a funeral?” He continues, ” Nothing like exploring food beauty at a wake.”

Jon’s article is hardly focused on the food, although the reference is there as always. His story is a hilarious excursion into one woman’s attempt to catch the ‘man of her dreams’, or at least the man who ,”was so hot and so handsome,” from her office.

You may want to watch Episode 5: The Ultimatum , to get you ready for your read of the following story.

Man Catcher

By Jon Frank

Lauren pulled her car over to the side of the little road that wound its way through Lewis Memorial Cemetery. Even though traffic had yielded to the funeral procession as usual, she was so far back in the car line that she hadn’t even parked by the time the family gathered at the graveside. Her stomach was rolling from anxiety and hunger, and the scent of turkey casserole wafting around the car interior didn’t help. Well, at least the rain had stopped, and the sun was now flickering through the clouds. Excellent. Spencer would see her strolling up in perfect light.

Lauren had started a new office job only two months ago, and she had immediately noticed Spencer. He was tall, black-haired and grey-eyed, with a strong jaw and a body that had regular dates with the gym. He worked at the opposite end of the fluorescent-lit common room, but she could see directly into his office from her cubicle. Lauren made countless excuses to walk past the other cubicles and his office to get copies or more coffee. Truthfully, she detested coffee, but pretending she needed a constant supply was worth catching glimpses of him. Normally, she wouldn’t be so flirtatious, she told herself – but he was so hot and so handsome. Plus, she was sure she had caught him looking back a few times.

Lauren knew she wasn’t supermodel material, but the looks-decent fairy had left her with a modicum of petite cuteness. However, maintaining a fit body was a herculean effort. She managed to remain slim, but there was that slight pudge no amount of spin classes would get rid of. She had finally accepted it because she was sure she had ridden that stationary bike to the top of Kilimanjaro and back at least a dozen times.

When she had taken the job she had three decent office outfits. She couldn’t afford anything expensive and the clothes she had didn’t scream high-end department store as much as thrift store. With her first paycheck she splurged on several outfits she could mix and match. She chatted with her best friend Julie on the phone while she shopped, and Julie talked her into purchasing a new bra and a couple of push-the-edge-of-modest blouses to catch Spencer’s eye.

When Lauren strolled by his doorway or paused near him at the copier, she tried her best to suck in her little gut or turn so her fit calves showed to the best advantage. She felt she had finally gotten a bite on the line the other day when he had talked to her in the break room. Well, not talked to her, exactly. He had asked for the creamer, but they made eye contact and their fingers touched briefly when she passed it to him. Connection.

Now, Spencer’s grandmother had “passed,” and Lauren was attending the service as a show of support in his time of need. When the office sympathy card circulated, she signed her name and added, “Here if you need anything at all.” Nice touch. Even better, she was fortunate to be the last employee to sign, so she personally delivered the card to Spencer’s office. He was working at his desk. What a trooper; he was so strong.

Lauren handed him the card and said gently, “Hey, how’re you holding up? Do you need anything? We’re all here for you.” She gave him her best concerned smile, trying to make it look as genuine as possible. He nodded and said, “Thanks.” Lauren felt sure she succeeded in exiting the doorway looking both supportive and alluring.

She returned to her cubicle and immediately searched the local listings for the service time and place. Then she read the obituary thoroughly to familiarize herself with the particulars. After work, she spent three-and-a- half hours selecting a black dress that would both beckon and console. The dress was a shocker of form and perfection. Modest in neckline and hemline and constructed of soft chiffon, it slimmed and draped all the right curves Audrey-Hepburn fashion. Well, if Audrey Hepburn were three inches shorter and wearing Spanx for tummy control.

Attending the graveside service was crucial, but she hoped to close the deal at the family visitation afterward. It was tradition in the South to bring food for the mourners to eat while gathering for comfort, stories, and memories. Other people might bring something from a store or restaurant. However, Lauren’s plan required a certain type of homemade dish. On one hand, the recipe must be so sumptuous that Spencer – or maybe even his parents – would notice she was not only easy on the eyes, but was quite a cook as well. On the other hand, if she made something too elaborate, it would seem like showing off. And, even worse, she would be expected to cook like that forever. Checking her bank account balance, she knew it also had to cost next to nothing. So it had to be cheap, easy to prepare, and absolutely delicious. And there was only one dish that would do: The Man Catcher.

She contacted Julie for the turkey casserole recipe. Julie’s mother called it “The Man Catcher” because it’s the reason her future husband had noticed her at the church picnic, and she continued to make it often over the years – which might explain why Julie was one of six kids. To display the dish, Lauren purchased a real casserole pan, not aluminum foil, with a lid and carrying case, fancy enough that Spencer would feel obligated to return it or, dare to hope, ask her to come by and pick it up.

When Lauren finally arrived at the graveside, the mourners were all pressed together around the perimeter of the funeral-home canopy. Leaving her raincoat in the car so the fabulous dress would be on full display, she weaved through the standing crowd to the family seated in front. With a somber look, she positioned herself strategically to Spencer’s left at the edge of the row. The preacher had just begun his remarks when a peal of thunder heralded the rain’s return. The shower quickly became a downpour that ushered most of the mourners under the canopy, and caused umbrellas to sprout like mushrooms among those unable to fit.

Lauren scooched in tight between two blue-suited elderly men, which allowed her to stand at the head of the casket immediately in front of Spencer. He glanced up but didn’t seem to notice her yet. Lauren thought quickly and made a grand show of wiping “tears” with a silk handkerchief. That did it. Spencer’s steel-gray eyes bore into her and he nodded his head to acknowledge her presence. Yes, she said to him with her eyes. I am here for you, my beloved.

The preacher’s sermon droned for a bit. The steady rain thrummed on the canopy and made Lauren painfully aware of her need to pee. She gritted her teeth and shifted her high-heel dress shoes on the cheap green outdoor carpet placed around the grave to hide the dirt. The preacher finished and asked the mourners to bow their heads in prayer.

At the same moment he said, “Dear Lord,” the rain-swollen canopy overflowed and a torrent of freezing water poured down Lauren’s back, causing her to invoke the name of the Lord as well. She staggered forward, but her spiky heels lost their grip on the wet carpeting and rain-softened grave edge. Her feet flew out, her bottom hit the ground, and she rode the carpet like a water slide under the casket lowering device and down into the grave itself. There was an ominous ripping sound as she fell the entire six feet and landed on her bottom again, causing her to release her bladder, as well as more appeals to the Almighty.

She looked up to see several sets of eyes, including Spencer’s, peering down around the edges of the casket. A glance at the hole she slid through also revealed a muddy swath of black chiffon dangling from a bracket of the lowering frame above her head. As she stood there in her new bra and mud-crusted, urine-soaked Spanx, one of the older gentlemen she was previously standing beside deftly unhooked the dress between pinched fingers and dropped it gently to her. She missed catching it, of course, and it landed in the brown puddle already drowning her new high-heel pumps.

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Lauren leaned on the doorbell of Julie’s house until she opened it. “What? Oh Lauren, oh Lauren,” she cried. Her best friend stood before her in a black dress that was ripped, mud-plastered, inside-out, and backward. Lauren’s mascara and snot were wiped across her face and her hair looked like Barbie’s after being in the bathtub. In her hands was a casserole dish with matching lid. Through blubbering lips she spoke. “I need a shower, and a fork.” To which Julie replied, “I’ll get the wine.”

The End

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Banana Split Pudding With Praline Sauce. When Fact Met Fiction

Banana Split Pudding With Praline Sauce

Banana Split Pudding With Praline Sauce first makes an appearance in the third episode of When Fact Met Fiction.

Jon is being led away into Celeste’s office for a “talk” with Poppy Stanhope. But on the way Poppy spies the photo display for her recipe, “Banana Split Pudding With Praline Sauce. She stops to address Mel as he prepares to take the photo. She questions why he has a bikini instead of a coconut bra.
POPPY
(joyfully)
My Banana Split Pudding with Praline Sauce…
(correcting Mel)
Shouldn’t there be a coconut bra instead of a bikini.
MEL
Have any laying around?
POPPY
A few.
The story Jon Frank writes on the show and the story that ends up being published have definite differences, but the Banana Split Pudding and the coconut bra play an important part in one of the most entertaining stories found in Southern Sunset Magazine. You can read, Tarzan And The W.A.S.P. before you dive into making some of the best Banana pudding you’ve ever tasted. Or you can watch the episode that inspired it HERE.

This Banana Split Pudding recipe is enough to feed a small crowd.

Perfect for family gatherings and potlucks.

Banana Split Pudding With Praline Sauce. When Fact Met Fiction
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Banana Split Pudding With Praline Sauce
Prep Time
15 mins
 

Banana pudding is a southern staple in the dessert category. Now we have raised the bar by having banana folded in throughout the pudding, adding a delectable praline sauce and strawbeey garnishes.

Course: Dessert
Cuisine: American
Servings: 10
Ingredients
  • 4 1/2 cups Milk
  • 2 cups sugar divided
  • 6 eggs separated
  • 1/2 cup cornstarch
  • 6 Large Bananas
  • 1 tsp vanilla
  • 2 tbsp butter
  • 1 box Nilla Wafers
  • 6 Strawberries
  • 1 cup Brown Sugar Firmly Packed
  • 1/2 cup Half and half
  • 1/2 cup butter
  • 1/2 tsp vanilla extract
  • 1/2 tsp rum extract
Instructions
Pudding
  1. Preheat Oven to 400 degrees F

  2. In a large saucepan whisk 4 cups milk and 1 1/2 cups sugar. Place pan on medium heat and bring liquid to a simmer.

    Pudding
  3. Whisk the egg yolks together .

  4. Temper the egg yolks by adding a small amount of the hot milk then whisk the egg mixture into the rest of the hot milk mixture.

  5. Make a slurry by dissolving the cornstarch in the remaining milk.

  6. Whisk the slurry into the hot milk mixture. bring it to a boil then reduce heat to a simmer. Cook the mixture stirring constantly, until the pudding is thickened. This will take 4 - 7 minutes. Remove from heat.

  7. Chop 3 bananas into 1/2 inch cubes. and slice the other 3 bananas (set theses aside)

    Chopped Bnanas
  8. Fold into pudding the vanilla, cubed bananas and butter.

  9. In a large, oven safe dish make one single layer of Nilla Wafers, sliced bananas, and pudding. Depending on the shape and depth of your dish you will make either 2 or 3 layers. Set aside.

Meringue
  1. Beat egg whites with whip attachment until soft peaks form. slowly add the remaining sugar and whip into stiff peaks.

  2. Cover the pudding completely with the meringue and bake at 400 degrees F for 3-4 minutes. Remove from oven.

Praline Sauce
  1. Combine brown sugar, half and half and butter in small saucepan. Heat to boiling and stir 1 minute. Remove from heat and stir in extracts.

    Praline Sauce
  2. Drizzle praline sauce over the meringue and garnish with strawberries.

Add some pizazz by garnishing with decorative strawberries.

Do you have a favorite dessert that is perfect for serving a large group of people?

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Organic Cat Treats

Organic Cat Treats Your Pet Will Love

      Celeste comes excitedly from her office.

“Six years and we’ve finally hit on what our demographic wants.  Our email has been flooded with stuff like this.”
She picks up a paper and starts to read.
“Finally, a home magazine I enjoy reading.  I love the way you mixed in that fictional story about the lady losing her cat and the sexy Fed Ex driver finding him along the street and teaching the housewife how to make organic cat treats.  Keep up the good work and I’ll keep reading.”

Who doesn’t want to read about a sexy FedEx driver saving a cat?

And all the better if you can get a great recipe for Organic Cat Treats while you’re at it. That is exactly what we have for you today. And our test kitchen at Southern Sunset has perfected a recipe that is “Cat Approved.” Yes, Chloe, our test cat gobbled these delectable treats down like they were the best thing since catfish.

Also, the accompanying story for this recipe is the cat’s meow. In fact it is our first story written from an animal’s perspective instead of a human’s perspective, which is saying something since Jon Frank’s alter ego Nathaniel Embers has been known to kill off his animal characters from time to time. The only spoiler we will offer is that in this story the cat lives. Yay!

To read Jon Frank’s clever story, “Mine” click HERE.

As I said this recipe was a hit with our test subject. So do your feline friend a favor and make them Some:

Organic Cat Treats Your Cat Will Love

Organic Cat Treats
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Organic Cat Treats Your cat Will Love
Prep Time
20 mins
Cook Time
20 mins
Total Time
40 mins
 

Made with wholesome ingredients, these treats will have your cat coming back for more.

Course: Snack
Cuisine: American
Servings: 6 cat servings
Ingredients
  • 1/2 cup Organic powdered milk plus extra to dust treats
  • 1/2 cup Organic whole wheat flour for binding
  • 1 small can Organic chicken
  • 1 tbsp oil
  • 2 tsp water
  • 1 Organic egg
  • 1 tbsp catnip (optional)
Instructions
  1. Pre-heat oven to 350 degrees F.

  2. Combine all ingredients in mixing bowl and thoroughly combine until a soft dough is formed.

  3. Prepare a cookie sheet by lining it with parchment paper coated with organic non stick spray. Sprinkle powdered milk over the parchment paper. Spread mixture over paper and sprinkle with more powdered milk to keep dough from sticking. Layer another piece of parchment paper over the top and gently press down evenly or roll out with rolling pin until 1/4 " thick.

    Remove the top parchment paper and score the flattened dough with a pizza cutter or sharp knife so that you have a grid of half inch pieces.

  4. Bake in prepared oven for 20 minutes or until lightly browned. treats should not be slightly soft. Remove from oven and let cool completely.

  5. Once cooled break the treats apart. Store in an airtight container refrigerated for up to a week.

    Organic Cat Treats

Did you miss the episode where Celeste talks about Organic Cat Treats? Watch it now!

 

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Sexy FedEx Driver

Mine: A story about a cat and her sexy FedEx Driver

Mine

A Story About a Cat and Her Sexy FedEx Driver

By Jon Frank

 He picks me up around my belly. I hate that. But then his bulky muscular arms turn me toward his face and pull me in close. Our eyes lock and he speaks soothingly to me. I should scratch his eyes out, but he sounds kind, he smells good. He rubs my ears. That is my favorite, but of course I resist purring. After all, I need to keep my dignity.
He is calm, not like most Stompers always kicking and thumping about. He is taking me back to her, My Gentle. I do not want to go, and I should kick away and dart for the bushes again. I am sure I am faster. He caught me by surprise when he leaped from his big white truck, but I am ready now. Yet his purple and black shirt feels so rough and nubbly against my nose. I tell him so, but like all Stompers he does not understand me because he is stupid.
She is waiting, My Gentle. She carefully lifts me from his grasp. I struggle some because I like the way he smells – and he is still outside. They meow to each other and My Gentle touches his arm. They yowl some more and he hands her something. He is always handing her stuff. Sometimes it is a big package filled with the poppy-poppy stuff that sticks to my tail. I do not like that. But sometimes it has cat toys in it or nibbles. Then I like him.
They meow some more and she takes me inside. I expect to be scolded but instead she sets me down softly, peers out the window, and sighs heavily.  She mews at me and then hurries upstairs.
I will not follow. There are things in the big room that need attention, but first I must express my anger at being brought inside. The curtains are right there, but the damage is not immediately noticeable. The couch and chairs are a definite no-no. I would spend the night in the garage for that. Carpet? No. Banister? Too permanent, and a trip to the white-clad Stompers.  Laundry? Definitely laundry. I seek out the basket and relieve myself there. I don’t cover it. She needs to know my displeasure. I need to hear the sound of her mournful mewling.
Short Story "Mine"
The kitchen window beckons and I find myself in deep thought there. The birds are unusually quiet for this time of day. I call to them through the screen with my expert bird noises, but as usual they do not respond. They sense danger, but not from me. From something else, probably Nigel, the big black tom next door. I hate him. That sleek muscular build, long winsome tail, and subtle white blazing on his chest may turn the other female’s heads – but not mine. I am far too perfect for him. Yes, it is true I slipped outside this morning because he called. But it was out of curiosity, not desire. If he calls again, I will not answer. I stretch and extend my claws to emphasize my point.
“Nigel, do not come here again tonight under this window after dark when My Gentle is sleeping and where I might or might not be waiting,” I call out.
I jump down and slither into the big room. My perch tree is there and I climb to my throne to survey the kingdom. My Gentle is still upstairs, using water from the sound of it. I too take a cleaning and drift into a short sleep of merely three hours or so. I am rudely awakened by a knock on the door. My Gentle opens it and I am surprised to see the Stomper has returned. My Gentle calls my name, so I deign to acknowledge their presence by jumping down and approaching. The Stomper is carrying bags and he no longer wears the skin he had on this morning. Gone is the purple and black, and he now wears stripes like the fat tabby Holford from across the street. I rub against his legs and act like I want to be petted. If he responds I will let him pet me exactly twice before I bite.
They go into the kitchen. She puts her paw on his arm and he does not pull away. He unloads the bags and wonderful smells assault my senses. There is Meat! Wondrous Meat and something else. Something intoxicating. . .
I jump to the counter and My Gentle shoos me off. I must know what is in that blue box. I tell her to give it to me but of course she does not listen. She is too stupid to understand my clear instructions. I will walk on her feet. She shoves me away and continues talking to the Stomper. Shoves me! That is it. The next time I escape, I shall not return. Until supper. Then I will sit in front of the big window which is also a door, and give her The Look.
The Stomper is opening all the Meat now. He is meowing at My Gentle as he places it on the cutting board. Stupid Stomper, give me the Meat or she will put it on fire and ruin it. But wait, he is doing something else now. Yes, he is adding the blue box stuff to it, the one with the strange heady smell. He puts a small bit into the Meat. He pounds and crushes the Meat now with his sinuous muscles. My Gentle is leaning in closer and she coos softly. Watch out, you silly Stomper. She will act like she wants you to be with her, but she will bite. I would.
Now he mixes in some other things with the Meat. Other delicious-smelling stuff. I will again walk over and delight them with my presence. My Gentle tries to shoo me away again, but the Stomper leans down and gives me a sample of the Meat. Careful, My Gentle. I will steal him from you.
The Stomper returns to his work and sets the bowl aside. He takes something else out of the bag. It is a Fish! A whole Fish!persian cat
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I tell him and rub my body and butt against him. See, stupid My Gentle? This is how you get a man; do you not realize he caught the Fish for me?
My Gentle laughs and cuddles closer to the Stomper, my Stomper. His broad paws knead the Fish and Meat, expertly massaging in the smell-goods he has brought with him. My Gentle now has her own paws in the bowl with the Stomper’s and they are both kneading the Meat. Are they going to sleep in it? Stupids. Give it to me!
I see My Gentle has stepped up her game, because her eyes are dilated and she has lowered the tone of her meow to entice the Stomper.  Ah, ah, ah, My Gentle, you don’t have what it takes. Watch me as I leap to the windowsill and prance with my tail high. Ha! You don’t even have a tail, you silly Manx.
It is time for me to end all this foolishness and take him for myself. I hop to the table, a no-no spot – but this calls for desperate measures. I stretch languidly and ease myself into my most alluring pose and cast my deep, blue Persian eyes upon him. To emphasize my desirability, I lick my muzzle.
My Gentle points to me and laughs again, leaning further into the Stomper. He laughs too as he washes his paws. Witch! You have left me no choice. Now I shall have to use the Move. No male can resist it. He will be mine henceforth and you will be relegated to the lesser males.
I lick my paw, wet my ear, then roll over on my back. But ah, here is the best part. I twist my head a little and quietly mew, “Come here.” Yes! I have him!
He puts the Meat into a dish and comes toward me with it.  An offering for forgiveness of his transgressions with My Gentle. I turn over and meet his paws with my face, making sure to mark him as mine. He sets the bowl down and I smell its delicious aroma. I almost embarrass myself at how quickly I accept his offering.
Later on the couch, I allow My Gentle to sit with him as they watch the flicker of the fire. I lay on the table before him and show him my belly, which he strokes sweetly. He is a good Servant and will be allowed here again. But of course he must be reminded of his place, so I clamp down with all four paws and bite him.

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Episode 2 – The Iron Maiden

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When Fact Met FictionIn The Iron Maiden, we learn a bit more about the people of Southern Sunset in episode 2.

  1. Mel Tennant does not have a good relationship with the magazine’s celebrity chef, Poppy Stanhope.
  2. Olivia’s favorite author is non other than Nathaniel Embers.
  3. Celeste’s daughter Sunny will be working at the magazine offices in the afternoons.
  4. And Jon, much to the chagrin of Olivia has an incredible grasp on what the readers of Southern Sunset want to read.

Find out if Olivia can fit in as the editor for Southern Sunset in Episode 2 of When Fact Met Fiction.


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Episode 3 – Poppy Stanhope

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Poppy Stanhope shares what her fans have been saying about Jon’s articles.

Sunny announces that Nathaniel Ember’s newest novel has hit #1 on the New York Times best seller list. Celeste announces that Poppy Stanhope will be arriving in a few minutes. Poppy enters enthusiastically singing the praises of the magazines new format. When she meets Jon she is immediately impressed, much to Jon’s chagrin. After a private conversation it is revealed that Poppy has made Jon an offer to write for her TV show.

 

 

 

 

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Episode 1 – Welcome to Southern Sunset

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Celeste tries to convince Vic to stay

Episode 1 – Welcome to Southern Sunset introduces Celeste Frank, who is put in a bind when her staff writer, Vic, quits without any prior notice. In spite of her offering more money to Vic he leaves her in a lurch. Find out if she will be able to pull it all together on Episode 1 of When Fact Met Fiction.

 


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When Fact Met Fiction Has a Photo Shoot

 

Awhile back we sent out to subscribers of our newsletter a few pictures from the photo shoot we had done with Jeff Alexander and Rebekah Babelay. We had intended to post a more thorough article about the shoot itself a couple of weeks ago. But things got busy for Stefan (who is still out in California working on “Gold Dust“) and me, who has been attending to the list Stefan left me to cover while he is gone. Anyway, better late than never.

To start, I have to brag about Jeff and Rebekah. First, they worked this shoot into their schedules at the last minute without complaint and they were completely professional (most of the time – smiles).jo-silliness

Rebekah was lovely as always. It’s impossible to make her look bad and believe me we tried for episode 8. You’ll just have to wait to see what I’m talking about. With the modeling experience she had under her belt we were able to get a ton of great pictures in a short amount of time.

Not to belittle Rebekah’s greatness, but Jeff was a beast that day. He had just had major surgery a week and a half earlier, and, in spite of feeling like crap, was able to get his handsome on and muster some sizzling sex appeal (it doesn’t hurt that Jeff and Rebekah have cultivated some awesome chemistry). But they gave us some practical, crazy, and funny pictures as well, and we are so grateful.

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Thanks to Jeff and Rebekah for going above and beyond and to Bclip Productions making some of their studio space available to us. As such, we were able to get everything we need to keep things moving forward for When Fact Met Fiction. If you’ve seen the header for this website of our Facebook page you’ve seen a glimpse of what we got accomplished.

 

Well, without further adieu. Check out the mini-gallery of our photo shoot:

 

 

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When Fact Met Fiction season one produced by East Stream Studio in Asheville North Carolina

When Fact Met Fiction – Coming December 2016

When Fact Met Fiction: One step closer

What did you do this summer?

When Fact Met Fiction, the web series that gives this website a reason to exist, was what we lived, ate and breathed beginning in March. It will be what some of us continue to be consumed with for quite some time, but that isn’t a bad thing because we are having a blast. The following is a re-purposing of a newsletter we sent out a couple of weeks ago to let our fans know that we are still at work behind the scenes. We are excited to bring WFMF to completion.

At East Stream Studio we are finally accomplishing what we have been working towards for years.

When your brain is bursting with dozens of great ideas for a web series it can be difficult to finally settle on the one you believe you should begin with. Our plan was to begin with a different idea, not because it was better, simply because it was different. But it would also take more time, be more complicated to shoot and cost much more money… and these were limitations we knew we shouldn’t attempt to overcome. On top of that, our producer, Stefan Liner, was going to be gone for two months to work on the feature, Gold Dust as 1st AD. He was convinced he wanted to have a project of his own come out this year. Not simply a pilot, but an entire season of something. So, we went back to the drawing board, so to say, and revived an idea Stefan had originally come up with several tears earlier.

For our team,  When Fact Met Fiction was the perfect fit. It had fun storylines, enjoyable characters and was able to be shot primarily in one location making it feasible to pull off an entire season on a meager budget. So, we locked in on WFMF and immediately began strategizing about the story and characters. Then we divided so we could conquer. I went to work writing the scripts while Stefan dove into the pre-production. It looked something like this:

When Fact Met Fiction’s, “Basic Insane Plan”

  • Write 8 scripts and revise them multiple times
  • Put together a crew
  • Do a bunch of pre-production stuff (You know… get locations, design the set, create or acquire props, wardrobe, etc.)
  • Run auditions and cast our characters
  • Make a web series

    When Fact Met Fiction- Some of our great crew Dustin Abernathy, Joel Escalante and Sam Scott
    When Fact Met Fiction- Some of our great crew Dustin Abernathy, Joel Escalante and Sam Scott

Principle photography is in the can (or…on the hard drive)
Promotional photos are behind us.
Branding for the show is looking great thanks to Jay and Stefan Liner and all we have left is:

  • Editing
  • Marketing
  • Plan a premier
  • More marketing
  • Funding for Season 2 (And trust me you’ll want a Season 2…we sure do!)

Okay, that’s still a lot to do before…

… We start all over again, but with an even better sense of how to get to where we are going.
Why? Because we love this.

 

Be sure to tell everyone you know that an awesome new web series called When Fact Met Fiction is premiering on December 2, 2016 in a browser near them. Sign up for the newsletter. We have a load of fun content that we are creating just for you. Don’t miss any of it.

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