Twitter Weekly Updates for 2010-01-31

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  • @DaphneUn Yeah, but that only makes, erm, 6 2/3 pictures per day. in reply to DaphneUn #
  • @BarelyKnit fierily http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/fierily in reply to BarelyKnit #
  • @BarelyKnit It was quite the adventure in spelling, fierily was. in reply to BarelyKnit #
  • God, I love rewrites now. Who knew that so-and-so was a never-you-mind? #
  • I will do other stuff after rewrites today. Ta! #
  • Choc story rewrite 2, 1/8: "Chocolate," Imogen said, a little defensively. "It's worth more on the black market than you might think." #
  • @amoir Heheheh. Comes in tails. in reply to amoir #
  • @BarelyKnit I like the tumblr background. in reply to BarelyKnit #
  • @elizawhat I like that, "A recipe for batshit soup." I'd say my day felt like that, but I really have no basis of comparison. in reply to elizawhat #
  • Hey @dabeak: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1e0u11rgd9Q&feature=PlayList&p=E8926E3E68FF9FE3&index=5&playnext=2&playnext_from=PL #
  • Part 2/8 Choco story done. "Imogen's ghost snorted. 'Come to pray over my son, you hag? Might as well pray in binary.'" #
  • Night off for Carrie Newcomer concert. #
  • Beautiful Carrie Newcomer concert, but I've heard the patter before! The only downside to going to a folksinger's concerts year after year. #
  • Editing! Other things will happen later. #
  • 3/8 done on Choco Story. "Do you know where my quarters are?” “Zady was supposed to show you,” he said. “I pissed her off,” Aoife said. #
  • Weird Al mixes like a primate, yo! RT @alyankovic http://twitpic.com/10df4g – Mixing Day #
  • Editing. Stop distracting me! #
  • Part 4/8 of Choco done. Ian said, "You said you wanted more data. I figured it'd be fun." #
  • Going to double back and read it outloud up to this point now; I think I've lost Aoife's characteristic phrasing in the rush of action. #
  • @ianthealy Too late! Short chapter. in reply to ianthealy #
  • Jager and a jelly it is then! RT @copyblogger Gimme a bottle of anything, and a glazed donut… to go! #
  • This is not your child! #
  • Good morning! Time to edit! No sleep till Brooklyn! #
  • I'm doing much less rewriting and much more thinking this time around. A sign of progress? #
  • OMG. Ray needs new karate pants already. #
  • Sometimes we are the windshield, sometimes we are the bug. Sometimes it all comes together baby, sometimes you're a fool in love. #
  • Done: 5/8 of Choco story. "No harm done? We could have died!" "Oh, like I haven't heard that one before." #
  • @Three_Star_Dave They seem to be traditional gis – but they went from highwater pants to shorter than Revenge of the Nerds. in reply to Three_Star_Dave #
  • Overwhelmed. My blogging is going to be very light next week. #

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Posted on January 31st 2010 in Uncategorized

Game Review: Machinarium

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by Amanita Design.

Ray and I finished Machinarium this week.

WHOAH.  I feel like we really accomplished something.  And neither one of us could have done it without the other.  We make a good team.

Click on the link, play the demo.

Anyway, the game is about a robot who wakes up in a trash heap, knowing only that he has to save his lady-robot love.  The game is set up in screens, with a number of puzzles to be solved before you can move the character to the next screen.  There is no language in the game, no explanations, only a bubble with a light bulb that shows up occasionally to provide a nod toward the general direction you’re supposed to discover.

The art is beautiful (click the link) the interface intuitive, and the story simple but powerful.

And no words!

Ray and I cheered when we finished.

Posted on January 30th 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: Hammered

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by Elizabeth Bear.

Well, I can’t say this was the greatest thing since sliced bread, but I liked Hammered quite a bit.

Does this book count as military SF?  It’s about a woman who’s been used and screwed by a military black ops division in Canada.  They now want her back, because the particular hell they put her through has more than aptly prepared her to be used and screwed for their new project.  I could go into more details of the miserable things that have gone on through the main character’s life, but it’d sound like the world’s best SF blues song (except for Miles Vorkosigan, of course), and I can’t sing the blues.

Fantastically realized characters.  There are no saints in this book (which makes me think of Fullmetal Alchemist more than anything else), and the plots within plots are delicious.  The writing is straightforward, really straightforward, not just “so-so writing” but stripped down and efficient.  The pace is fast, the choices painful, and the brief moments of happiness shining like angels in the heavens.

I’ll definitely pick up the rest of the series, at least.

Posted on January 29th 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: Ai Yori Aoishi, Books 1-4.

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by Kou Fumizuki.

Wow.  I started reading these books expecting to just love this series.

Ugh.  No like.

Imagine Ah! My Goddess or Fruits Basket with bland, flat, stock characters who act in bland, flat, stock-character ways, and you’ve got this series in a nutshell.

The “perfect woman” (that is, 100% docile and 100% loyal) tracks down this guy to whom she was pledged to be married when she was a child.  The guy has abandoned his family, however, and is no longer worthy for this upper-class woman.  He’s nice to her without either one of them recognizing each other, then they recognize each other.  Hijinks ensue!  With lots of boobs!

Am I the only person who can see the main characters are going to make each other miserable for the rest of their lives?  The “perfect woman” automatically assumes the worst, goes apeshit mentally, and pretends everything is okay.  The guy can’t even phone home when he’s going to be late, and “accidentally” gets into these compromising situations, which the girl has to just accept.

Dude.  Just because she’s cute, has great tits, and thinks she’s in love with you and will do whatever you say for the rest of your life, doesn’t mean she’s the one for you! Get a life!  She will wake up and realize you’re a shallow asshole at some point, or worse, she won’t!

Grumble grumble grumble…

Posted on January 28th 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: Vellum: The Book of All Hours

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by Hal Duncan.

I wanted to like this book, but I didn’t.

No, I liked it enough to finish it – almost more to see whether the ending would work than to find out what happened, which was that there was going to have to be a sequel.

It looks like a lot of people liked it unabashedly, which confuses me.

The book is “about” a guy who’s looking for a book, called the Book of All Hours, which may or may not contain the actual Word of God.  However, it turns out this book is just a doorway for the real story, which is that our world is just one fold in a multiverse parchment call the Vellum, which is the entirety of creation.  You follow various versions of the characters through various nonlinear timelines, learning the angels and demons are at it again, and more pissed off at the independent agents than each other.

One, it’s disorienting, and it’s me saying this, having truly enjoyed James Joyce’s Ulysses.

Two, it’s bland.  You don’t spend more than a few pages with a character before he’s killed off and you shift to another multiverse.

Three, it’s all been done before.  What?  You’re expecting me not to have read Neal Stephenson’s Snow Crash?  Or Roger Zelazny’s Amber series?  Or Umberto Eco’s Foucalt’s Pendulum?  Or Robert Shea and Robert Anton Wilson’s and  Illuminatus! Trilogy?  How about not having read John Crowley’s Little, Big?  Okay, granted, most people haven’t read all those, but I have, and I can see that Vellum is a mishmash of the good parts of those books, with little plot an no characters.  Also, Neil Gaiman’s Neverwhere has better thugs.  By far.

Posted on January 27th 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: House of Many Ways

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by Diana Wynne Jones.

This is another fantastic YA by DWJ about a girl who has done nothing but read books her entire life and has become thoroughly useless.  My mother may find this singularly appropriate; however, it’s the mother’s fault for forcing this uselessness (as a pretense to “respectability”), so watch it.

The girl, Charmain, has to watch her uncle’s house while her uncle undergoes magical treatment to cure a mysterious disease.  Meanwhile, the uncle, who is a wizard, and thus (to Charmain’s mother’s mind) disrespectable, has left his magical house in a shambles.  Charmain, the wizard’s brand-spanking-new apprentice, and the wizard’s adopted stray dog get dragged into the effort by Sophie (secretly accompanied by Howl) to save the kingdom.  She learns how to work magic, do the laundry, and save the kingdom.  Huzzah!

SPOILER:

Howl shows up in this one as a spoiled, lithping brat named Twinkle, which is worth the price of admission right there.  I heard this on audiobook, read by Jenny Sterlin, while at work and had to repress laughter to prevent people from asking what I was laughing about, and thus, interrupt the story.

Posted on January 26th 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: Fullmetal Alchemist 22

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All the plots and betrayals are starting to come to fruition.  We’re in the endgame of an international fictional chess game, with perfectly defined pieces.  For as much as is going on in this series, it’s impressive that it hasn’t jumped the shark or started repeating itself, pretending to be ever more impressive.  FMA is some of the best plotting and character writing I’ve seen, bar none.  And even the most frantic of fight scenes remains clearly rendered, moves the plot along, and true to character.

Me<—-Jealous.

A note:  Edward doesn’t seem to be getting any taller.  Maybe it’s just me.

Posted on January 25th 2010 in Uncategorized

Twitter Weekly Updates for 2010-01-24

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  • Good news – big work project is done! Bad news – Rejections 7/11. #
  • Also, Machinarium still kicking our butts. However, we did collaboratively solve several nassssty puzzles. #
  • Hey @ianthealy – Since I started reading your hockey story, I've been looking at the fans with a little less pure ?!?!? #
  • @davisac1 Okay, I give. What does "THIMK" even mean?!? in reply to davisac1 #
  • @Three_Star_Dave Re: Iorich – what? You're not enthralled by the emerging patterns? Like Penn'n'Teller doing the same trick, slower. Now? in reply to Three_Star_Dave #
  • @davisac1 HA! Here I was trying to figure out acronyms. in reply to davisac1 #
  • Interesting. Nobody really knows where the phrase "going all pear-shaped" comes from. #
  • @Ianthealy Done reading Blood on the Ice. Will send comments in a day or two. In short – beginning is meh, liked middle, liked end… #
  • @ianthealy But if you srsly think you can pull off the narrator, can we at least have a cameo of the guy with a broken leg? #
  • @ianthealy – In short, a good farce, needs work on getting it moving and setting up chars. #
  • Too early. #
  • @elizawhat January is the correct month for Mind Cleaning. Here. Have a brillo pad. in reply to elizawhat #
  • @bookoven If, at any point, you find yourself on the opposite team from the librarians, you're screwed. in reply to bookoven #
  • @Dabeak Were's the "quoting the opening from Quantum Leap" quote from? in reply to Dabeak #
  • @bookoven Re: single device. It might. It just won't do it the way they want it to. in reply to bookoven #
  • @bookoven What if the "expensive addition" to an e-book makes it more game-like? in reply to bookoven #
  • Alien Blue rejection: 8/11. #
  • 18th Cent Gothic Zombie Funny Horror, with Ron Pearlman. http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0902290/ "I Sell the Dead" OOOooOOOOoo. #
  • It might just be my personal Repo: the Genetic Opera for the year. !!! #
  • @DaphneUn So I read Maureen's article…via the NYT, who wants to charge for content. in reply to DaphneUn #
  • Why do I feel hung over if I haven't been drinking? Ugh. #
  • @copyblogger "This is not my beautiful house! This is not my beautiful wife!" in reply to copyblogger #
  • @profitsee Well I had a GREAT time tonight, so I'll consider it even. in reply to profitsee #
  • @DaphneUn Journalism is in interesting times, like a canary down a mine shaft I think. in reply to DaphneUn #
  • Sweeney Todd @FAC=The Shite. Perfect theater, amazing set, great cast, fritzy sound system (which they didn't need), lights on actors much? #
  • @elizawhat Aren't you supposed to kill off your characters just because they needed killin'? in reply to elizawhat #
  • @elizawhat Website: both classy and friendly. in reply to elizawhat #
  • Earworm: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3nemUkG1_AE Me and my cousin, and you and your cousins, it's a line that's always running… #
  • @DaphneUn Re: #/photos. A shutterbug I know came back from AK cruise with over 5K pictures. You're fine. Or was it 8K? in reply to DaphneUn #
  • @Three_Star_Dave Ah, I hope you feel better. Poor cookie dad! in reply to Three_Star_Dave #
  • Okay, the Chocolate Story is moving away from a working title and toward "Cargo of the Gods." #
  • Or maybe "Aoife and the Cargo of the Gods." Brainstorming. #
  • Logline: Kidnapped researcher uses science, subterfuge, and chocolate to discover why her murdered cousin has come back to haunt her. #
  • Ooh, that should be loyal, not kidnapped. #
  • Loyal researcher uses science, subterfuge, and chocolate to discover why her murdered cousin has come back to haunt her. #
  • @ianthealy WHAT makes more sense? in reply to ianthealy #
  • @ianthealy The logline, I hope. in reply to ianthealy #
  • @ianthealy Aoife's character note is her loyalty vs. her pride. She's so brilliant that things should just fall into her lap, she thinks. in reply to ianthealy #
  • I think I'm going to have to re-outline both inner and outer journeys. All the pieces are there, but the reasoning is thin. #
  • @ianthealy Ee-fa, just like in Wally. in reply to ianthealy #

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Posted on January 24th 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: Nightmares and Fairy Tales Volume 3, 1140 Rue Royale

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by Serena Valentino and Crab Scrambly.

Serena Valentino is the writer of Gloom Cookie (drawn by Ted Naifeh).

I don’t know.  I wanted to be happier with this graphic novel than I was.  I like the art, I generally like the writer.  But the book just wasn’t scary enough, and the plot twist just didn’t pay off.

The story starts out with an aunt returning to a home in New Orleans just before (I think) the turn of the century.  She’s bringing her niece with her.  So far, so good.  As the aunt gives the address to a cab driver, we find out the house is haunted and was the site of a horrible massacre involving slaves.

Ghost proceed to haunt the aunt but leave the niece alone.  The aunt turns to the women at the convent who raised her to provide help.  The ghosts finally start appearing to the niece, warning her not to trust the nuns.

I’m not sure why I didn’t find this story compelling.  Too straightforward?  Lots of conflict, not enough drama (that is, heart-rending choices)?  Too many mysteries revealed, too soon?  Foreshadowing so heavy that the twist didn’t really come as a surprise?  No sense that horrible things would continue to happen, even after the events of the story?

I don’t know.  I should have liked it, and I didn’t.

Ray read it, too.  Her review:  ”Not very scary.”

Posted on January 24th 2010 in Uncategorized

Sweeney Todd at the FAC

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I didn’t expect the FAC to have such a sweet theater.  Allow me to gush:  it’s the perfect size.  Not so flat that they’re tempted to rely on tricks like doing theater in the round (annoying), not so small that they can’t sell enough tickets to pay for professionals.  Not so big that you can’t see.

I went with Ann and Larry and Doug and Lauren; Ann had managed to snag us front-row seats, the minx.

I haven’t seen Sweeney Todd before, either as a play or as the movie; somehow, the movie just never appealed.  I saw a trailer and said, “Nah.”  Now I know that Tim Burton was not the guy to direct Sweeney Todd.  Not everything is meant to be goth.  Like the Marilyn Manson version of “Sweet Dreams.”  The Eurhythmics version is ironic, because it’s this song about the dirty ways of the world sung by someone with the voice of an angel:  the opposite of what you expect – thus – ironic. Marilyn Manson is just singing a song.  If there’s any irony, it’s that Marilyn Manson doesn’t seem to get that he’s a hell of a lot less cosmopolitan than Annie Lennox.

As far as I can tell, the director (Alan Osburn, who also played Sweeney Todd, I see), teased out so much irony an Eighties hair band would be jealous.

The set was versatile and impressive without being overly clever, that is, without getting in the way of the play.  I was happy with the way the same grungy, brick-heavy decor was used for all the characters, from high to low.  (Even the set brought out irony.)

The lighting and sound equipment had issues; as Ann noted, either the actors couldn’t hit their marks or the lights were off.  The sound system started going on the fritz toward the end of the first act.  Good!  I wish they’d just turned it off.  If the actors couldn’t have projected to fill that theater, they shouldn’t have been acting professionally on stage.  The echoes from the sound system made some of the lines/lyrics sound garbled.

The actors.

Mrs. Lovett was the star of the show, coming across as Eddie Izzard in ginger curls.  Toby was a close second, even though he sounded like Spongebob Squarepants (I am not sure that wasn’t intentional).  Poor Mr. T was a distant third, struggling to handle the low range at times, but of an eloquent normality that made the rest of the show fall into place:  Sweeney Todd was just some guy, you know?  The ingenues were ingenues.  The beggar woman was also especially good.  No shame at all, that woman.

With most black comedies about the way of the world, the end of the story leaves you exhausted, depressed, and swearing never to cross paths with the story again (Boogie Nights, Dangerous Liaisons).  Not so here.  This is built more like a Shakespearean tragedy, with the inevitable and shocking coming to a gleeful climax.

I really need to track down the version with Angela Lansbury.

Posted on January 24th 2010 in Uncategorized

The Week in Pictures

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I’ve been messing around with settings – here’s use of a higher ISO setting with no flash.  The graininess comes from the setting.

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Here’s messing around with the camera’s pitiful macro setting.

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Microplane!

A picture for Ray – Tiger LPS in conquest of lasagna.

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And Tiger LPS explores the world of Mouse Guard.

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Ray’s foot with the abominable snow monster.

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And, for the grand finale, may I present Miss Rachael?

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Posted on January 23rd 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: Mouse Guard Volume 2, Winter 1152

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by David Peterson.

Have I mentioned lately that I am in love with characters that show perseverance?  ’Cos I am.

Mouseguard is about a group of mice working as guardsmen for the mouse town, Lockhaven.  The mice, while living lives the length of normal humans (I think) live in a world where everything is bigger than they are, there’s very little technology (about Dark Ages/the cusp of a maker-type renaissance), and they taste good.  Nevertheless, they survive.

The characters are more fully realized than most literary novels.  The drawing is fantastic, just fantastic, about a million miles away from the garish, brutal, oversexed stuff of superheroes.  And…cute?  Yes, I’d have to say that from time to time, I have to go, “Oooh, the little mousie is so cuuuuute.”    Not childlike, but realistic – and mice are cute.

Volume 1 was about introducing characters in their everyday world, then disrupting the world – a good tactic for a book named Fall.  Winter is about the aftermath of the plot twists from Fall. The characters are out of food, supplies, and medicine, and begging around the area to get more.  Mysteries abound – but don’t come to fruition.  Which is good for a book called Winter.  I get the sense that the next volume, Black Axe, is going to develop the mysteries further – but not quite move into Spring.

OoooOOOooo.

Posted on January 22nd 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: The Tale of Murasaki

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by Liza Dalby.

This is one of the finest books I’ve read in years.  My tastes don’t run toward the literary and fine, but this was worth stepping out of the genres to read.

It’s the “discovered” story of the author of The Tale of Genji, that is, the world’s first novel (debatable, but pretty close either way).  The woman, Murasaki Shikibu (a nickname; she ended up named after one of her own characters from Genji) left her diary to her daughter; the daughter published the diary years after her mother’s death.

The Tale of Murasaki is an episodic, literary exploration of living in 10-11th century Japan.  Hm…how do I explain it?  It rings true about what it feels like to be a writer, both as the unknown girl whose father is worried that she’ll embarrass him and as the writer of the Empress’s favorite stories.  Mood swings; isolation; falling in love with all the wrong people; figuring out the difference between what people want to read and what rings true.  And, most remarkably, putting poetry in such a context as to both make them make sense and be vital to the plot.

Quickly I peeled off the wet Chinese clothing and hit it. My skin was hot but my hair retained the cold from outside. At one point my cap had fallen off and Ming-gwok took my loose hair into his slender white fingers and buried his face in it. He said someday he would send me some of the Chinese perfumed oil his mother used. I lay down under my pile of padded robes, but left my cold hair outside the quilts, spread in tangled disarray. My dreams were tumbled in disarray as well.

A thousand strands of black hair, tangled hair – like them my thoughts, tangling and entangled.

Time and time again, I kept making comparison to sending someone elegant tweets on Twitter.  People would just dash off a quick poem, send it off by messenger, and receive a reply within (sometimes) minutes.  There are only so many new ideas, you know.

In the end, Murasaki is tired of writing Genji stories (a lifetime) and wants to leave the court and become an ascetic (although not a nun).  She manages to kill off Genji, but is then trapped into writing about his sons (just as she is cornered into staying at court).  Eventually, she finds a way out, a satisfyingly literary one.  The story of a woman who tastes success, gains respect, and finds the things she loves are the things she has lost or thrown away.  I liked it.  A good story for a season full of cold and depression.

Posted on January 21st 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: Iorich

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by Stephen Brust.

Stuff is starting to fall into place.  If you’re a Stephen Brust fan, you should read this book.

And maybe that’s all I need to say.

For anybody who doesn’t know who Stephen Brust is or what he writes, he writes high fantasy that might be SF, if you look at it in a different light.  The main character in the Vlad books, Vlad Taltos, is a human assassin working for the “official” criminal organization on his planet, killing millenia-old Elves (Dragaerans) and runnning his own territory.  Vlad’s a smartass; he’s very clever.  Things proceed to get a lot deeper than criminal intrigue, though.

Why should you read Stephen Brust?  For the same reason you should treat yourself to a meal made my a master chef in disguise, working at a diner, making food that is almost, but not quite familiar.

A note – the books vary in tone and don’t follow a straightforward timeline; one book might be set years before or after another.

(There’s another series of high fantasy books based on Alexandre Dumas’s Three Musketeers books; they start about 1000 years before the main books, but follow a Dragaeran character who continues through to the main series.)

Anyway, I figured out my reading project for this year – I’m going to read the Vlad books in publication order and try to figure out where this is all going.

Posted on January 20th 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: How to Photograph Absolutely Everything

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by Tom Ang.

I’m at the point with digital photography that I have two concerns:  how to make the camera do something even remotely resembling what I want, and what, exactly, am I looking for when it comes to good pictures.

I read one of the Dummies books on digital photography and learned a lot about the technical details of operating a camera.  (Except for f-stop.  Why can’t anybody explain f-stop worth a damn?) But I hated the pictures, and I hated the advice on how to take pictures.

The Tom Ang book doesn’t rate so high on the technical details aspect.  But I love the pictures.

Why would you want to be able to do X with your camera?

Here are some examples.

Why does the POV matter?  Because if you take the picture of the statue from below, it looks like the saint is looking up toward heaven.

Why do you want to be able to adjust for low light levels and mess with exposure levels?  To take pictures of stained-glass windows.

Why do you want to adjust your ISO setting?  So you can take sharp pictures of dancers in a dark hall.

Each example is accompanied by a sidebar with the camera settings.

Unlike the Dummies book, this one made me want to go out and take pictures.  I can’t think of higher praise.

Posted on January 19th 2010 in Uncategorized

Twelfth Night.

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We went over to Dave and Margie’s for Twelfth Night on Saturday – not exactly the twelfth night after Christmas, but not March, either.

Mary, Jackie, Stan, Doyce, Kate, and Randy were all over, too.  Margie did something I’ve never heard of before – as each guest came through the door, they had to take a slip of paper with a number and an appetizer on it, which they then had to prepare.

I think the theory behind this was to make sure Margie stayed off her foot and ankle, which she broke in December.  It helped…some.  But it was interesting.  Why Randy got stuck making the dumplings, I’ll never know.

It was glog night.  I think I’m going to make the tentative observation that warm liquor is my Waterloo, or at least my tequila.  I don’t regret my inappropriate actions, but I won’t chortle over them here.

A foodie note – mixing kona coffee (with its smoky undertaste) and Scotch cancels out the smokiness of both.  Stick with whiskey.

I miss you all  already.

Posted on January 18th 2010 in Uncategorized

Twitter Weekly Updates for 2010-01-17

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  • Watch me bounce off the walls. "What do you think about Choose Your Own Adventure Books?" [Insert evil laugh here.] #
  • @elizawhat Your high school boy-on-boy plot sounds like MANGA! #
  • Semantic Saturation – a repeated word losing meaning. RT @BarelyKnit http://tumblr.com/xcq5i9mi8 #
  • @bookoven Re: book soul mates. That's like having a library filled only with previously-read books. in reply to bookoven #
  • @bookoven Hm…which might be a good ending to that story, actually. Okay. #
  • @scalzi Me: A cat. Choose: FURBALL! in reply to scalzi #
  • Woke up thinking of bad puns. #
  • Ugh…need nap. #
  • @Daphneun Check out Woot – tripod flashlight on a keychain. Huh. I wonder if it's bright enough to be useful. #
  • @Daphneun Also, the blurb is a nice Twilight parody. #

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Posted on January 17th 2010 in Uncategorized

We’ll always have Facebook

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I went to my good-bye party for my old group at work, a month and a half after I actually left.  I guess I was kind of lucky; if we’d had it any earlier, the people I’d been working with the most wouldn’t have been able to go, and I would have been too broken up about it to be much fun.

I had a good time, even though I kept thinking, “Is this the last time I’ll get to joke around with so-and-so or so-and-so?”

It was kind of like graduating from college.  New job learning new things for more money – and leaving behind the people who have gone though so much with you.

Oh well.  We’ll always have Facebook.

Posted on January 17th 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: Yotsuba&! 7

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by Kiyohiko Azuma.

This is a graphic novel about a little girl named Yotsuba who has green hair ponytailed into a four-leaf clover style.

What can I say?  All of this series runs about the same, that is, brilliant.  This is the series that reminds me of Ray when she was younger.

In this volume, Yotsuba (who I estimate to be about four, although she claims to be six at one point) learns how to use string/cup telephones (and learns how to be an e-mail, complete with attachment and emoticon), calls her grandmother, gets sick, bakes a cake, goes shopping for her dad, and goes to a ranch.

Exciting, right?

I left this volume lying around, and Ray picked it up.  She squealed with laughter.

Just so.

Posted on January 16th 2010 in Uncategorized

Pikes Peak Writers Jan Write Brain

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Welcome to the PPW January Write Brain, in which you will speed-date your most precious ideas to the audience!  You have 30 seconds to pitch your story!  And then an audience of thousands of jeering skeptics will mock your ideas by rating them on a scale of one to five, with one being absolute sucktitude and five being an unattainable goal!

YAAAAY!

Actually, it was pretty fun.  Trai Cartwright, a former Hollywood insider posing as a MFA candidate, did a great job on walking us through pitching our ideas, that is, she gave us a few base rules and let us have at it.

Here are the rules:

[Crickets chirping]

Right.  Get up there and tell us about your idea, your name, what it is (short story, screenplay, etc.), and the idea.

Some of the ideas were finished products; some of them were ideas brainstormed while staring vaguely at Ms. Cartwright and pretending to listen.  You know:  smile, nod, jot jot jot, smile, nod.

You know how hard it is to practice pitching to an agent?  (If you’ve ever gone to an April Write Brain before the PPW Conference, you know what I mean.)  Idea “speed dating” is the opposite of that.  You stand up, give a 30-second pitch, listen to what other people have to say, and then babble a bit about an answer.  Maybe it works so well because nobody expects a “I’ll be your rock-star agent” or “Get away from me, you freak” kind of decision.

After the first couple of pitches, I felt like I had the hang of it and started throwing in ideas and asking questions.  I don’t know – maybe some people were miserable getting their ideas tried out, but it didn’t look like it.  From what I saw, every person willing to stand up and get bugged by the audience came away with at least some kind of insight, whether from the comments or otherwise.  And every writer who stood up had an idea that I’d read (or watch).

I got up near the end and threw out my Chocolate Story idea.  Everybody got the wrong idea about it – no, the main characters don’t fall in love.  (It would totally spoil the twist at the end.)  But I realized that I was thinking of the story in the wrong way, because the story I was describing isn’t the story I’m writing.  Then I pitched the idea for a short horror story I’ve been kicking around for six months, and the audience listened, said, “You have great characters, now you just need a plot” and proceeded to supply one.  I kind of like the plot, kind of not, but it’s getting me started on how to approach the story.

This whole talking about my ideas to see how they go over thing…I think I like it.

Posted on January 13th 2010 in Uncategorized

Ray’s first Fox in Sox Read Along

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I’ve been reading Fox in Sox to Rachael since she was a baby.  I’ve been getting pretty good at it, too, as in being able to just make it through the damned thing without stumbling.  I’ve even been working on speed.

The trick, I’ve found, is to not think of the words as words at all, but as syl-a-bles.  To read in more of a monotone.  To not look at the pictures.

Today, Ray read through Fox in Sox with me.

She laughed at herself so hard I started to stumble over the words because I was laughing too hard, too.  For a while she kept saying the same word over and over again, and I had to laugh whenever I caught her at it.

I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun reading Fox in Sox.

Posted on January 11th 2010 in Uncategorized

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Posted on January 10th 2010 in Uncategorized

Writerly Ramble: A New Format

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Okay, I’m finally to the point where I’m actually thinking about getting a cell phone.  I had intended to pick up a Droid phone right after Christmas, but after doing more research, I’m changing my plan.  I may have to wait a little longer.

Here’s what I want, a solo gadget that will do the following:

  • Let me call people.
  • Let me do the whole social-networking thing, including e-mail.
  • Let me research in real-time.
  • Let me jot down notes, wiki-wiki.
  • Let me retrieve notes even faster.
  • Let me compose and edit. I’ll bend on formatting; I don’t really need to build Tables of Contents while I’m out and about.
  • Let me read books.
  • Let me listen to music and other audio stuff.
  • Let me take reasonable (web-quality) snapshots.
  • Let me record reasonable (podcast-quality) audio.
  • Work everywhere, when I want it.
  • Have an amazing battery life.
  • Connect to my home and car systems in a heartbeat, no questions asked.
  • Not be a pain in the ass to use.
  • Not lock me in place.  I want hacks.
  • Waterproof, because what’s a book reader that you can’t take in the kitchen or bathtub?
  • Doesn’t cost an arm and a leg.
  • Doesn’t actually go into my brain.

Well? Why not?

I’m going to pretend this thing already exists, and that a lot of people are as excited about it as I am.  I’m sure, when it does exist, a lot of people will be excited.  Again.  Why not?

So.  Here’s the question.  What do I want to write for the damned thing?

Look me in the eye and tell me that e-books aren’t lame, that they’re an Exciting New Idea.

See?  You can’t do it.  IT’S THE SAME THING AS A BOOK.  Only not as good.  You know what’s so great about books?  They are, and always have been, a status item.  It takes a ton more skill to read and understand a book than it does to watch a show or a movie (although, admittedly, it takes a great deal of skill  to really appreciate either).  I quit watching live TV years ago (not because I was above it, but because I got sucked in, hours and hours later), and whenever I tell people that, they’re always a little impressed.  “I read books,” I say, and I’m part of an imaginary elite.  Now, among people who read books (and around the people who love them), we know that it’s more of an addiction than it is something that marks us as superior, but most people don’t know that.

You know what else most people don’t know?  That they can do more than read news, talk to people they already know, or go shopping on the Internet.

I can’t tell you how aghast I am when I tell people about BoingBoing and they say, “What?”

No, really.  Most people.  In real life.  Most people haven’t grasped the medium.  They know how to do things on the Internet, but they don’t have the Internet in their brains, as it were.  I mean, blank looks when I run their shitty political e-mails through Snopes and tell them that not only were they wrong, but they were wrong six years ago, from a different country.  IMDB?  What’s that?  Look, honey, I just use Outlook.

There were a few experiments trying to combine fiction with the Internet, but all it was was some novels with hyperlinks.

Lame.  I’d rather read a paper novel, with notes in the margins, like House of Leaves.

Despite the fact that there have been some interesting Alternate Reality Games, but you know, they haven’t taken off.  They’re just too damned hard and too damned navel-gazing for most people.  Gene Wolfe and his labyrinthine writings are the exception, not the rule, for fiction; no doubt the same extends to the Internet.

Story blogs aren’t doing any better than magazines.

I don’t think the PC is inherently a good idea, when it comes to fiction.  There’s no convenience and no prestige.  But book readers, that’s something.  I didn’t think much of them when they first came out, but listening to other people talk about theirs, it’s there, both the convenience and the prestige.

But e-books are still lame.

Here are two possibilities I’m considering:

First, add value to e-books.  Package a professional audio book with the file that can run in concert with the print version – so you can read it in the bathtub or listen to it in the car, without losing your place or having to spend any brain cells on finding your place.  Illuminate the text – in fact, use illustrations to communicate the text, if you like.  Manga on your oversized cell phone?  Hell, yes.  Don’t use links – you know that thing the iPhone can do, zooming in on things?  Do that, instead – make your books like the 1001 Arabian Nights, with stories within stories, if you like.

Second, don’t do e-books.  Do games.  Go back to the Infocom games and take the best ideas from there, then plug them into current computer games – there are alternate outcomes, but to win the game, you have to push toward the best outcome, like solving the mystery or consummating the romance, or getting out of the serial killer’s house alive.  Don’t make the reader type, though.  Make them move things around on the screen, with illustrations (see the first possibility).  I’m struggling with how to explain this, because a pick-a-path book is not what I’m aiming for.  A game in which you’re playing the detective, and have to investigate a crime scene, and you can’t leave that “area” until you have what you need (although you don’t know what to do with it).  With narration.

Why not?

I tried to find a book packager that does that kind of thing.  Sounds like the perfect job for a book packager, connecting programmers with actors, writers, and artists.

I couldn’t.

Why not?

Posted on January 10th 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: Small is the New Big

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by Seth Godin.

The book is Seth’s Blog, cleaned up and presented for the book-reading (vs. the blog-reading) masses.

I’m going to take a wild guess here and say the rest of his books are probably more of the same.

Nevertheless, this is probably the hardest book I’ve read since Gene Wolfe.  Actually, that’s not really fair.  Let me say instead that this is the chewiest non-fiction book I’ve read since Guns, Germs, and Steel.

Published in 2006 (and based on posts that seem to be coming from 2003), the book seems awfully prescient.  The economy can’t keep things up and stuff is going to fall apart soon; are you going to cling to your corporate job and waste years and years of your life living somebody’s else’s plan, or are you going to make your own plans?  Well, are ya, punk?

It’s like Neal Stephenson for the masses, I tell you.  He’s only up to Snow Crash, mind you, but there’s a leap and half beyond most marketing gurus.

I don’t know if I can really call Seth Godin a marketing guru, but I will.  Not an advertising guru, but a marketing guru – that is, a guy that can tell you how to make people buy your product.  A strategy guy rather than a tactics guy.

He questions things like telemarketers – how much money do you really make, long-term, pushing spam?  Trying to get a job with a big corporation – they don’t innovate, they offload.  How MBAs are taking over the Internet and making it boring.  How excess of choices means that reaching an audience isn’t going to be the same anymore (commercials that interrupt a what you’re watching?  I haven’t seen one of those since I sat in the lobby of the car dealership, waiting for my Bug to be fixed.  And I’ll turn off the radio before I listen to a commercial).  Why does everyone think the future is going to be lame?  Where did the Jetsons go?

Good questions.  I put him on my RSS, because I wonder what he has to say about now.

Posted on January 9th 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: The Discworld Graphic Novels

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(The Colour of Magic and The Light Fantastic), by Terry Pratchett, Stephen Ross, and Scott Rockwell.*

If someone had started me out on The Colour of Magic or The Light Fantastic, I would have pitched the book across the room and never come back.  And the BBC version of the combined stories?  Sorry, but that was a huge letdown. **

I mean, really?  Can you think of a less-sympathetic character than Rincewind?  How, in God’s name, can you either relate to him or want to be Rincewind?

Fortunately, I was started out on Moving Pictures.  Not a great Discworld novel, but at least it didn’t involve Rincewind.  Now, later, Rincewind becomes a somewhat-sympathetic character, and by the time you hit The Last Continent, I’m okay with him.  Terry Pratchett has become so good, he can make even a Rincewind an enjoyable character.  Somewhat.

My favorite character is Granny Weatherwax.  She doesn’t have much truck with the Rincewinds in this life, and neither do I.

That being said, the graphic novels are my favorite version of the first two Discworld stories.

The art’s not great, but it shows, very nearly, the things I imagined in my head, and then some.  The men aren’t all superheroey, except when it’s funny.  The women are all pretty with big boobs, but TP really didn’t develop any decent female characters in the first two books, anyway (in fact, nobody’s female, unless it’s funny).  You know what?  Wyrmburg turned out pretty neat, and the hookboots finally made sense.  Twoflower looks like the basis for Arthur in the Tick.  Vetinari looks shockingly young (he should look young, at that point).  The graphic novels look like something a D&D lover would have written and drawn, for better or worse, and I’m fond of them for it.

I can’t recommend it for anyone who loves the series with a love beyond all loves.  People who love things get mad about adaptations.  But I recommend it for anybody who remembers what it’s like to be twelve and reading cheesy comics and loving All Things D&D.

Sadly, I wasn’t one of those people.  I was far too serious back then.  But I got better.

*I’m assuming you know the Discworld.

**I get to use extra footnotes in any review of a work by Terry Pratchet.  Also, the Hogfather adaptation was brilliant, totally worth hacking the region codes on the DVD player for.

Posted on January 8th 2010 in Uncategorized

Food Blog.

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You know, I forgot to announce it, but I started a cooking blog over at www.foodie.deannaknippling.com.  I’m calling it “The Piquant Alchemist” because 1) piquant means strongly flavored, so I can cuss, and 2) alchemy is a cross between science and magic, and that’s about how I cook.  Anybody who’s heard me talk about my stomach flipping right around Groundhog Day can attest to the pagan nature of my taste buds.  Which is about all that pagan about me, admittedly.

Posted on January 7th 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: Witch Week

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Book 4 of the Chronicles of Chrestomanci, by Diana Wynne Jones.

As a note, I’m numbering the books according to the spine of the editions I have, two books to a bound mass-market paperback.  Like the Narnia series, there’s some debate about the order in which to read the books.  Hey.  I had a craving to read the series again and pulled what I had off my shelf.  That’s my reading order.

I read The Pinhoe Egg earlier, but I’m not going to review it here.  It’s been too long since I read it.  I still have Conrad’s Fate to read, too.

This is my least favorite of the series; I read a few chapters into it the first time and put it down.  Then I checked it out on audiobook and listened to it in the car.  I kept stopping listening to it, because it was so painful, but eventually I made it through and was glad of it.  You know Schindler’s List?  It’s brilliant.  You just don’t run around on a bad day and say, “You know what I want to watch?  Schindler’s List.  It’s so comforting.”

Same thing here.

The world is a world that forbids magic, and the story starts out with someone who drops a note to one of the teachers saying, “Someone in this class is a witch.”  In all caps.  All the kids hate each other.  All the adults hate each other.  Oh, god, it’s like sixth grade all over again.  I want to crawl in a corner and whimper every time I come across this book, let alone when I read it.

So this was the first time I successfully read the book.  Don’t think I didn’t feel like putting it down and running away.  But I’d just read the first three, so I pushed through.  Really, really quickly.  This is never going to be a book that I read for fun.

But I wish I’d read it when I was in sixth grade.  It might have made things a bit easier to grasp.

So when you run across that kid (you know that kid) who’s having a miserable time in sixth grade, give him this book.  He won’t like it.

But, dammit, he’ll know what to do.

Posted on January 7th 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: The Magicians of Caprona

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Book 3 of The Chronicles of Chrestomanci, by Diana Wynne Jones

Romeo and Juliet, with Magic, as told by their younger siblings.

There are two great houses of magic in the world of The Magicians of Caprona.  They don’t like each other and they forbid the kids to have anything to do with each other.

I mean, really, you can see where things are going from here.  It’s hardly a spoiler to say that one member of each of the houses falls in love with each other and are secretly married.  However, that’s not the point of the plot.  (This is a kids’ book, that is, a middle grade book, not really a young adult book.  Falling in love is still something to make yuck faces about, at that point.)  In fact, the couple manages to hoodwink their families quite nicely, thank you, none of that business with the poison or the running away.

Unfortunately, the hate between the families is the least of their problems.  All the magic in town is falling apart, they’re about to be attacked by other Italian city-states, and nobody can find the actual words to the greatest spell they know, the ones that…protects…their city…from being attacked.

Don’t you just hate that?

Once again, the main character of the book is a kid, reknowned as a talentless lump.  However, he makes off better than the main characters in the first to Chrestomanci books, in that the patriarch of his family consults the cat (there are a lot of cats in this series, and not just the character Cat.  I have to wonder what the deal is there.  I suppose DWJ just likes cats.  I don’t recall a lot of dogs in her stories), who tells him that he, the family’s cat-patriarch, will keep an eye on Tonino, because Tonino is his favorite.  There’s a brilliant older brother, Paolo, but he loves his brother like a brother should (really).   A lot of familiar puzzles pieces in a slightly different order, Magicians isn’t the strongest book in the series, but I’m still fond of it.  The scenes are sharper, the action funnier, the images more surreal.  Not quite as masterful, scene-by-scene, as Howl’s Moving Castle, one of my favorite books of all time, but incredibly sharp.

Is this a book about war or a book about the Hatfields and Macoys?

DWJ raises the question:  Is there a difference?

Posted on January 6th 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: The Lives of Christopher Chant

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Book 2 of The Chronicles of Chrestomanci, by Diana Wynne Jones.

…And when I got to Book 2 of the series, I said, “Oh!  This is the with Tacroy!”

I suppose I should mention there’s a spoiler that follows.  There is one, and it’s in the very next sentence.

This is the story of the ordinary kid who grew up to be the Chrestomanci in the other C/C books, Christopher Chant, and I think it’s my favorite.  I haven’t read Conrad’s Fate yet, though, one of the few books I have left of hers untouched.  I checked out House of Many Ways on audiobook; I’m looking forward to reading it at work.

Mostly when you read fantasy books for kids, you’re reading about kids who have been dragged into situations beyond their control by the Adults and who have to find a solution to all the screwed-up problems the Adults have left for them.  I chalk this up to wish-fulfillment on the part of the authors, both wishing they could have done something meaningful, as kids, rather than getting jerked around all those years, and wishing, as Adults, they could just hand problems down to the next generation.  I’m no better; the young adult stuff I’ve written is the same:  somebody handed you this world, you didn’t make it.

I’m going to have to rethink.

The adults in this book are the pettiest, nastiest, scummiest liars you’ll ever meet.  Some of them, you’ll find out the reason why and forgive them for it; some of them, you’ll find out the reason why and not give a damn.  But, honestly, Christopher isn’t much better.  Really, he’d just rather not know what he’s doing or why, and ends up doing things he’ll regret for the rest of his life.  He didn’t make the world, but he sure didn’t make it any better until after he pulled his head out of his bum.

You have to respect that, a writer telling her readers to stop running around saying “O woe is me” and clean up the mess you’ve been strewing around.  You can’t save the world until you clean up your act, mister.  And DWJ makes you like it.

Posted on January 5th 2010 in Uncategorized

Book Review: Charmed Life

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Book 1 of the Chronicles of Chrestomanci, by Diana Wynne Jones (1977).  When people say, “If you like Harry Potter, then you should read Diana Wynne Jones,” these are the books you should probably start with.

I don’t remember Diana Wynne Jones books being around when I was a kid.  I’m pretty sure I would have found them in the library, if they had been.

Too bad.

The kids’ books that I read as a kid treated Adulthood as a separate sort of country, a faraway place that everyone journeys to, after a lifetime of being miserable and/or having adventure in the land of Childhood.  See Narnia.  And then there was the kind of book that treated Fantasy as a separate sort of country, and you could never go there.  See Tolkein.

I always felt worse after finishing the second kind of book.

One of the good things about DWJ is that she makes you feel as though there never were such countries, or rather, there always were such countries, and you’ve always lived there and didn’t know it.  The adults are petty and childish, even the nice ones, and you can almost imagine what they were like when they were children, rotten.  The magic doesn’t so much “have its price” as fit into the natural scheme of things so thoroughly that characters treat the rules of it like they treat any kind of common knowledge.  –Magic isn’t all that.  It isn’t a country that you go to and come back from, it’s a variation on what exists, right in front of you.

For example.

The main character in Charmed Life is Cat, who has no magic and is living in the shadow of his horrible older sister.  She’s the brilliant one, vain and mean, and Cat can’t do a thing without her.  Their parents drown in a ferry accident, and the two children are cared for by a low-life hedge witch who lived in the apartment below them.  She ends up selling the few precious things the kids have to pay for magic lessons for the older sister, who is taught be a mean-spirited Necromancer.

It’s the kind of thing you’d almost expect from Frances Hodgson Burnett, not a fantasy writer.  All kinds of things happen, and Cat and his sister end up in Chrestomanci Castle, the home of the Ministry-employed enchanter employed to manage the magic in that version of England, and Cat slowly acquires a life of his own, not coincidentally pulling away from his sister at the same time.

I picked this up and re-read it after finishing Fire and Hemlock.  I couldn’t remember which book was which, and I was happy to find this was the Cat book, the book about the poor dumb kid who’s lost everything, has been told he’s a talentless fool his whole life, and acts like a jerk because of it.  But manages to pull himself together.  I can’t help thinking that if I were his older sister, I would have been proud of him, not treated him like dirt.  I’m a sap that way.

Posted on January 4th 2010 in Uncategorized

Twitter Weekly Updates for 2010-01-03

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  • @doycet Knife sharpening: COS caterer, Picnic Basket, is having a class in Feb. Will let you know date when I do. in reply to doycet #
  • Rejections keep on coming in. Rejected 5/11. #
  • @lablib Book review request – The Bridge of Birds, by Barry Hughart. in reply to lablib #
  • @ianthealy You don't want to contribute to the SF/F sections. You want to DOMINATE them. Why else write so much? in reply to ianthealy #
  • Ray lost a tooth today. And she has another one that hanging on by threads. Dude. They weren't even wiggly yesterday. Pop! #
  • @lablib One of my favorite books; in the context of Princess Bride, Neil Gaiman, and Terry Pratchett reviews, I want to see what you say. in reply to lablib #
  • Fascinating knife-sharpening/selection article: http://forums.egullet.org/index.php?/topic/26036-knife-maintenance-and-sharpening/ #
  • Working on part 8 of the Chocolate Story. Ironically, I am In A Hurry to get to the dreaded revisions. #
  • I suck at labeling. I like the kinetic experience of dumping x into y buckets. Moving a mouse is more satisfying than typing a label. #
  • …she said, considering the amount of effort involved in correctly labeling, um, almost 8 years of blog posts. #
  • No! No more distractions! Write now! The lover is on the other side of a Schwartschild radius, and Dorothy is @#$%^& sick of Oz! #
  • Done: Part 8 Choco Story "The technicians in the gravity division treated her almost like a Goddess and begged for her secrets." #

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Posted on January 3rd 2010 in Uncategorized

Chocolate Story: First Draft is Done!

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Here’s the length/naming convention guide from the SFWA:

  • Novel — 40,000 words or more
  • Novella — 17,500–39,999 words
  • Novelette — 7,500–17,499 words
  • Short Story — 7,499 words or fewer

I have finished the first draft of my Chocolate Story novella, which is just over 20K.

The end bugs me, because it’s cheesy, and cheesiness becomes an anathema to me every time I put myself in the main character’s head.  Anything with a whiff of the sentimental is immediately suspect.  But it’s good for her, so I’ll leave it (more or less) alone.

I’m not sure how to make anyone else as excited about this story as I am.  Or, really, as I will be as soon as I get over the “I’m done leave me alone aaaaauuuuggghh!” feeling that is the end of a first draft.

While it’s not the deepest, most challenging thing I’ve ever written, it’s one of the most fun.  Please don’t take the “science” seriously.  IT’S  A PULP SCIENCE FICTION STORY ABOUT HOW ONE WOMAN HAD TO CHOOSE BETWEEN SCIENTIFIC PROGRESS AND STABBING AN IN-LAW IN THE BACK!

Close call; he’s a real asshole who tried to seduce her and stole her invention…at his wedding.

The chocolate takes a significant role, but not as big as I thought it would.  By the end of the story, it’s the most precious stuff in existence, though, which should be good enough for anybody.

Posted on January 3rd 2010 in Uncategorized

Adventures in Digital Photography

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I’m trying to learn how to take better pictures.

If you’ve known me for more than a month, you probably know that I get on wild hares to learn new things.  In fact, I go a little crazy if I don’t learn something new…about once a month or so.  These things don’t always turn out the way I plan.  For example, my plan to learn enough about computers to get my A+ cert doesn’t seem to be working out, because I have to prioritize other things I need to know.

I haven’t given up.  I still sit down and study when I get a chance (mostly at work, because they have these nifty online training courses that look at things from a different perspective than my study book), and I enjoy the hell out of it.  And I really, really appreciate knowing what I have learned, because I’m not as helpless as I was mere months ago.

I also haven’t given up on my plan to learn how to make hard cider.  However, I live in a bad house for it.  The one place I could conceivably make cider without pissing Lee off is the laundry room, which approaches near-freezing temperatures on a daily basis.  And I need a convenient source for unpasturized cider.  Again, not giving up, just reconsidering.  There is a recipe for a quick & dirty apple cider that I’ve been spying (it only takes a few days, and I can chuck it if it gets unbearable.)  I just have to get used to the idea, I think.  I often have to get used to the idea of a thing before I can embark on it.

Right now, I’m working on digital photography.  We have a digital camera that we bought after Ray was born, so about seven years ago.  It’s a  2-megapixel camera, which is laughable by today’s standards, but it’s lasted us SEVEN YEARS, so take that, scoffers.  I used to like taking pictures a lot when I was a kid, but I never got any good at it (and never really tried to get any good at it, tell the truth).  Now, in the name of taking pictures for my food blog, etc., I’ve been pushing myself to learn more about how to take pictures.

The f-stop is still kicking my butt.  I have to re-review that section every few days in the hope that it’ll make slightly more sense every time.  But I’m really enjoying posting pictures up on Facebook, even if they are pretty bad.  However, one of the unintended consequences of learning about computers is the perspective that it’s okay to crash and burn, as long as you pay attention while you’re doing it.  Things are never going to work out the way they’re supposed to; in fact, things are more interesting when they don’t work out the way you think they will.  See?  Computers are awesome.

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An interesting but terrible photo, taken at a dance recital.

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And another.  I have no idea how I did this.

Posted on January 2nd 2010 in Uncategorized

Some 2009 Thank Yous

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I won’t catch everyone.  It’s just not possible.

Thank you to Lee – your patience has seen me through more than just any trouble with our marriage, it’s seen me through days when I can’t believe in myself or anybody else.  Your sarcasm has seen me through everything else.

To Ray – you have a bigger heart than anyone I know.  Thank you for forgiving me and loving me and teaching me how to grow again.

To my parents for providing the sanity of Grandparent Camp last summer and for saying kind things those days.  I can’t wait to see the new house.

To my sibs and their significant others for hanging out with me and yowling, beating, and whacking our way through Rock Band.  For keeping me company online when you couldn’t do it in person – electrons filled with love.

To Ian, who has been keeping me from second-guessing myself on my novel.

To Kate, who boosted me up through my query letter and sent recommendations.

To Doyce, for arguing and ongoing debates above and beyond the call of duty.

To Eric and Richard, for fearless, more-or-less tactless critiquing.  See?  I’m getting better.

To PPW, for support, camaraderie, and patience.  To everyone I met at last year’s conference, especially Maleesha and Julie, for bad jokes, community, and the sense that I’m not Alone, not by a long shot.

To all the authors of books I’ve read or re-read this year:  thanks for keeping me a little bit saner.

To Ann and Margie, who talk foodie with me.

To Jackie, for being an inspiration of stubbornness and directness.  I don’t have to keep my mouth shut, do I?

To Randy, for being just as endlessly fascinated with EVERYTHING as I am.

To Stan, who is a little bit too much like me but lets me be the pretty one.

To Dave, for smiling at me with an almost unconditional affection every time he sees me.

To Ray’s teacher, Mrs. Amos, who makes Ray come home saying things like, “You can’t just guess, Mom.  First  you have to think.”  And to Ray’s karate teachers at Jay Haynes Karate Center for being patient with her nearly-insane level of excitement.

To everybody up in GT, for becoming a little bit like a family, bad jokes and temper tantrums included.  What color is off, anyway?

To everybody who’s pissed me off or made me smile over the last year – thanks for keeping me awake and alive.

I needed it.

Posted on January 1st 2010 in Uncategorized

Book List: 1000 Novels…

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…everyone must read (The Guardian, U.K.)

I’ve been looking for a reading project lately.

I don’t think I can read 1000 novels a year. I mean, I could, if I didn’t have to do anything else. Also, I can pull out the ones I’ve read already, which should take care of about half.

And if I limit it to the SF/F List, it’s only about 150.  Maybe if I just pick a book a month off that list.

Posted on January 1st 2010 in Uncategorized

Word of the Day: Meticulous

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meticulous

PRONUNCIATION:
(muh-TIK-yuh-luhs)

MEANING:
adjective: Extremely careful, precise, or thorough.

ETYMOLOGY:
From Latin meticulosus (fearful), from metus (fear). Originally the term meant one who was fearful and eventually it acquired a positive sense.

USAGE:
“It was a movement that required the meticulous precision of a master surgeon.”
George Pelletier; A Christmas Story in Two Parts Eggnog; Nashua Telegraph (New Hampshire); Dec 24, 2009.

Explore “meticulous” in the Visual Thesaurus.

A THOUGHT FOR TODAY:
When love is not madness, it is not love. -Pedro Calderon de la Barca, poet and dramatist (1600-1681)

Posted on January 1st 2010 in Uncategorized
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