Finally, a moment to myself. I don't get those often, anymore. Since the invasion, everyone has been a pretty tight knit group. This is a good thing, overall, but privacy is an expensive commodity. It's hard to be alone when all the shelter you ve got requires so many people to be so tightly packed in it.

I'm a survivor of the alien attack some six months ago. I'm currently in a warehouse store which has been repurposed as living quarters. We're near the 210 freeway in Los Angeles County. A good number of people have decided to hunker down and make this their temporary home. It's not a bad idea, since there's a lot of food supplies here. Unfortunately, all the refridgerated food is either spoiled, rotten, or rapidly on its way there.

Tomorrow, the group plans to celebrate a win against a 100 alien batallion Which is foolish, considering that the battle hasn't even been fought, yet. I suspect that several of those making the decisions in this group are burgeoning alcoholics.

I'm here with my wife, my mother-in-law, and her fiancee. We're a tight family unit, and that's probably one of the only things keeping us sane, at this point. We've been through a lot together both before and since the invasion.

The invaders... the 'bugs'... We call them Creepers. They're like bugs, so they're 'creepy-crawlies'. But they also creep around at night. There was a game that had monsters called Creepers, too: Let them get too close, and they'll destroy you.

So, that's my situation. Or at least part of it. I'll write whenever I can spare a few moments. This is the new history of humankind. It's the victors who write the history books. Get your pens ready.

~ B.T.

Author's Remarks/Disclaimer: I know this entry is particularly short. This project started as an experiment, and still is-by and large-very experimental. Entries will get longer as the storyline continues! If anything, this is just enough to get one's feet wet. I hope you enjoy it, and give the future chapters a read!

In the meanwhile, let me give you a little background in how this got started:

I am taking part in a promotion by and the new TNT show "Falling Skies'. I was chosen, along with 599 others, to receive an 'Alien Invasion Survival Kit'. I have posted pictures of this kit on my Tumblr account [username: DieselBT] I opted into this promotion, and continue to participate on a voluntary basis.

In addition, those selected by Klout have become part of the 'Army of Influence'. The goal is to initiate more dialogue about Falling Skies and the mythos of series. In turn, there is an Army of Influence leaderboard. Whoever is at the top of this leaderboard at the end of the promotion wins a walk-on role for one of the upcoming episodes of Falling Skies!

For me, this is by no means a 'small' prize. The series is executive produced by Steven Spielberg. I have been a huge Spielberg fan for at least a good 25 years. When I was younger—probably around 10 or 11—I wrote a letter to Mr. Spielberg at Amblin Entertainment, telling him how much I loved his work. I also explained how much I admired him, and wanted to be a director when I grew up.

He, unfortunately, did not respond personally, but someone from his office did. I was told that if that's what I wanted to be, that I should follow my dreams and make it happen. Admittedly, my goals have changed since then … but I still greatly admire Mr. Spielberg and the work that he's done. I'm working my way into the video game industry, but these days… he's there, too. To have even a remote chance to meet him would be a dream come true to me. I would love to work with him someday, which I know is a tall order. But… If I can say that I was at least a small part of something he worked on, it would mean the world to me. Besides, it could very well be the first step to something greater. [Honestly, though… Everything can be, if you let it.]

So, I started this 'in character journal' to get more into the world of Falling Skies, and to more deeply delve into its fiction. Imagine the journal character as a hyper-fictionalized version of myself, but still within the world that the Skitters have destroyed. Characters from the series will be mentioned as the story progresses, but not immediately. Hyper-fictionalized versions of other members of the Army of Influence will likely make appearances as well! If you like this series of journals, I invite you to support me in the Army of Influence challenge, by following me on Twitter [DieselBT] and retweeting my tweets containing the #fsincentivized hashtag, or by tweeting the following:

'I want DieselBT to win a walk-on role in the new TNT show, #FallingSkies! #fsincentivized'

Regardless of your methods, the Army of Influence Challenge runs until August 7th, 2011, so I need your support as often as you can offer it until then! Retweet often, and tell your friends!

Join the resistance. Help me become the leader of the Army of Influence!

~ Bryan