Harmonius Holidays, Haze and Happiness

The word of the week is splendiferous.

June 29 – Wonder

I’d like to say a little about being happy.

It’s a strange, strange thing to realize that you’ve never really known what it is to be truly happy, until you’ve experienced it because of someone else in your life.

I know that now, and it’s a wondrous, uplifting thing.

In years past, I’ve imagined what it’d like to really be happy, to trust someone completely enough to give them your heart and all the things in it. Imagination, while an amazing thing, can’t come close to describing the real feelings that being perfectly connected with another human being brings you.

If I seem like I’m rhapsodizing, bear with me: I’ve a point to make.

In all the years that I’ve imagined the Other, I’ve always done so from a solitary perspective. That’s not a good place to picture Things Romantic from, as they’re always skewed, always a distortion of the true measure of what you can find in another. Because you really can’t know, until it’s right there, at arm’s length.

These last few months have shown me the truth of that, which is why I’m mentioning it here. To find the words to describe it fully, well… I don’t know their shapes or patterns yet, to do justice to how I’ve felt recently.

It would likely take me another million words to encompass here how it feels.

June 30 – Character Complexity

Being able to create a good character is one of the keys to being a good author.

Some of the best characters are the most enduring and a good example of these is Wolverine from the Marvel comic universe. He's angry, extremely skilled and usually just can't be stopped when he's got his mind set on things, but these are only small aspects of his depth of character.

Today I discovered this fascinating graphic, which has many of Wolverine's teammates describing him - each one of them has something different and sometimes contradictory to say about him:

I am intrigued all over again by how a single character can be viewed so differently by so many other characters. To be able to imbue a creation with that kind of depth and flexibility is something that I aspire to, so that many people see them many ways but the character themselves still retained their own individuality and are recognizably unique in the world.

Adamantine claws probably help a lot, too.

July 1 – Happy B-day, Canada!

What a great day!

It was special, as I spent the whole holiday today with my girlfriend.

We went out for the morning to see the town and experience the celebrations. The Inner Harbor area was crowded with locals and tourists alike, all of them thoroughly enjoying the balmy weather that has being hanging around for the last month here in Victoria. We managed to sneak in some root beer floats and pinball along the line, quite enjoying our people-watching times of the day.

The late afternoon saw us headed over to Sooke, which is an hour's drive from Victoria, located on the west coast of the island. We went to attend an annual barbecue at our friend Deborah and Josh’s place, which had enough shade for everyone, though just barely. It was extremely hot out and we were all content to chat of g33ky things for a few hours while sipping cool drinks and enjoying the wondrous spread of food that everyone had contributed to.

The both of us were back in town well before dusk, anticipating seeing the Canada Day fireworks down to the harbor. However, fate had other things in mind with an amusing twist: my keys had disappeared! Somehow I had managed to let us into my apartment, but after that my keys simply vanished and we spent most of an hour looking for them, well past the time when we heard the fireworks start in the sky nearby. I felt very uncomfortable leaving my apartment without my keys, on the off chance that I had left them in the door and someone had grabbed them while passing through the nearby hallway, which is fairly well-trafficked that time of night.

After turning the place upside-down, including checking the bathroom and in every couch cushion as well as every article of clothing that could possibly have acquired the keys, we were at a loss. I almost never misplace my keys or wallet, having learned years ago that it's just too stressful; I developed the habit of always putting them back in the same place, wherever I established myself.

Guess where we found them, long after the fireworks had ended?

In my girlfriend's purse; apparently her habit was to immediately put away any set of keys that she sees so that they're never left behind….

Good habit, wrong time. But we both had a good laugh: that's one of the keys to a good relationship!

July 2 – Accounting For Hollywood

Have you ever wondered why artists don't make a lot of money?

I know that I have and finally, I've come across a solid explanation as to why. This article explains how movies that would be considered successful by anyone's definition still only receive a pittance of the money that is made from the fruits of the artist’s labor.

It's shocking.

Myself, I find it disturbing that the person who is the originator of a unique idea can end up being the biggest loser in the end, receiving almost nothing for what they had created from nothing, literally. You can see from the graphic below exactly how little the artists get, using the 2009 Harry Potter film The Order Of The Phoenix as an example:

Things like this make me all the more determined to prepare myself for the financial realities of being an author, of learning the business and knowing as many of the missteps that are possible ahead of time when I'm establishing myself. I truly feel for artists the world over, as it seems to me that too many people feel that good art can be taken for granted or paid a pittance for, which wouldn't bode well for the creative development of the human race as a whole.

The world needs good art, and we need to learn to value it for what it truly worth.

July 3 – ROAD TRIP!

After work, around dinnertime today, I left for the USA!

My girlfriend and I headed to the States, to celebrate the Fourth Of July holiday in her hometown, east of Mount Vernon WA. I’ve never been to the US for the Fourth, so I was pretty excited! We made the 7pm ferry sailing and arrived in WA State proper a little after 9pm, having breezed through the border with zero wait times – highly unusual but most welcome!

The route we took was to the north, taking the ferry from Sidney to Tsawwassen, which is the normal way one would go in order to drive to Vancouver. Instead of turning north at Delta BC, we instead turned south towards the border with the States. It was rather hot on the mainland, with the car not being graced with any A/C, so cool drinks and a good breeze were key to enjoying the trip. Along with good company, of course:

I'd love to be along on THIS road trip!

We had to go easy as we travelled though, as her car inexplicably developed some kind of brake issue. While loading on the ferry, the brakes suddenly went soft and only her catlike reflexes saved us from clunking into the vehicle ahead of us! We tried to enjoy the crossing and a tense few minutes after we'd unloaded on the other side, we determined that it was safe enough to proceed onwards to our destination hotel. We arrived well after 10 PM and settle down for the night, prepared for the festivities to follow in the morning.

I was really excited, as this was my first real road trip into the USA in many years and I was spending it with someone I adore who was not a family member. Many years ago, my family and I used to drive down to Florida on a regular basis for summer vacations, or fly down in later years. We also spent a lot of time daytripping over to New York State for cross-border shopping when the Canadian dollar was much closer to par then it is today. I have many happy memories of those trips and I kept them all close with me today, knowing that I was heading to my girlfriend’s quiet small-town-USA hometown, south of Bellingham WA with a population of less than 25,000 people.

We were also going to be seeing her parents, so there was that on my mind as well as I fell asleep.

July 4 – Happy Fourth Of July!

What an incredible day!

We woke up early and went back to sleep for a bit, excited for the festivities to come. My girlfriend and I partook of the small but tasty complimentary breakfast at the hotel had to offer, then hit the road for the short journey to her parent’s place nearby. Interestingly, her parents live in a house across the road from where her brother now lives, who resides in their old family home – neat!

The backyard, which was perfect for the party!

We arrived well before any other guests and assisted in the setup, giving me time to meet her parents and to simply enjoy the morning. The house was practically made for family gatherings, with a large backyard that has been lovingly landscaped into various areas that lend themselves well to seating several dozen people. A pair of small dogs, named Bentley and Royce, happily kept us company the entire time while I assisted with some of the barbecue prep as well.

It was a long, colourful and happy parade!

At 11 AM, it was time for the Independence Day Parade. My lady and I found a spot on the main road, only a block away from her parent’s place. We stood under the shade of an umbrella, watching the floats meander on by. I was impressed by the variety and the enthusiasm the many participants, as well as the joyously simple pleasure that the crowd showed. Everyone was happy, friendly and relaxed, making me feel quite at home. We even walked a few blocks away to take a look at the wood carving events towards the end of the parade, which blew my mind when I saw all of the talent on display:

Rocket and Groot!

After the parade, people started arriving around 1PM atr her parent's house and the day really became busy after that. Several dozen people were there by early afternoon, with more arriving thereafter. I happily spent the time getting to know folks, including my girlfriend's brother, who it turns out is as big a g33k in many ways as I am: he loves video games as well as talking about scifi and fantasy!

Did I mention it was hot? In the mid-90’s hot, so much so that we spent as little time as possible in the sun and just relaxed in the shade, me alternating the occasional beer with more frequent glasses of water and snacks. I was completely at ease in the gathering, feeling quite at home with my girlfriend’s parents as well as the other guests, most of whom were relatives or kids of same.

Later in the evening, with the sun still blazing hot and bright overhead, my girlfriend and I walked down to the carnival located in the Park at the edge of town by the Skagit river. We were anxious to escape to have some time to ourselves and the walk definitely did us good with the minimal breeze that was stirring the air. The carnival itself was bright and loud and pretty much what you would expect, though I was a little irked that I forgot my wallet so neither of us could get an ice cream after a long hot walk. Again, it was a good thing that it really wasn't too far back to her place; an hour's total slow-walk and we were back again.

An hour or so after that, we headed out, quite tired and hot after the long busy day. We stopped for some ice cream at a local shop called The Big Scoop, which offered an impressive number of flavors to choose from. I had some peanut butter chocolate, she had some praline and we both enjoyed the cool bliss that taking in our treats afforded us.

Rolling into our hotel at last, we marveled at how well the day had gone. I have never been so happy and so comfortable with a group of strangers than I have been today, quickly going from the outsider to someone who felt right at home.

I went to bed smiling as much as I ever have in my life - content.

July 5 – Weekending Wrapup

Today was a more relaxed day.

My girlfriend and I woke and breakfasted around 9am with her parents at the local iHop. It was a relaxed, friendly time and I again marveled at how surreal my experience here has been.

Heading towards the border to the north, we took a detour down the gorgeously scenic and winding Chuckanut Drive. Rocky cliff faces, twisty corners and forest everywhere made for an extremely scenic ride, one which I greatly appreciated and not only for having my lady there to drive along the unfamiliar but stunning roads. Interestingly, we passed dozens and dozens of cyclists heading the other way, almost all of whom were mounted on dual tandem bikes – cool!

Nearing the border, we soon realized that we weren't going to cross in anything like the time we've managed heading into the States. It was an hour's wait in the sweltering heat and to pass the time, I read Tennyson out loud, selecting passages for their beauty and content alike.

We both really enjoyed it. Did I mention she's incredible already?

We made it through the border with no complications and less than an hour after that we were safely aboard the ferry, heading home. We dined after lunch in the Pacific Buffet Lounge, located in the bow of the ship with a fantastic view of the sunlit ocean. For some reason, I soon had the urge to switch tables, heading over to the starboard side to watch the water from there. As it turns out, I made a fortuitous choice, for not 5 min. after we settled into our new table, the officer of the day paged to let us all know that a pod of orcas had been spotted on the starboard side:

As it turns out, it wasn't just a pod of orcas but over a dozen of the sleek beasts, breaching then rolling and diving in merriment among the whale-watching boats and other pleasure craft that were close-in the shore. My girlfriend told me in amazement that in all the trips that she's taken over on the ferry( regularly for business )she had never seen so many orcas at one time.

How's that for timing? 

When we finally arrived in Victoria, the light was extraordinarily strange.

Due to the massive wildfires taking place in BC right now, huge areas of the province are covered with a thick smoky haze and it's changed the light that we are receiving rather significantly:

It was like being on an alien planet: the sky was orange!!!

As you can see, everything in the late day was bathed in an eerie orange light, which combined with the colour of grass to produce an unearthly shade of green that seem to glow in the diffused daylight. It's very hard to describe as I couldn't capture the image very well with my camera, though I tried; I suppose I would've needed a much more expensive set up along with some specific photographic knowledge in order to properly set up the capture conditions. Certainly an unusual end to a fantastic weekend but I didn't let it bother me. I was  tired from the long trip and the heat, but I just couldn't stop smiling from the experience.

It just keeps getting better: another perfect weekend with my girlfriend. 

Life is good.

Incredibly, I had to finish off this blog long after midnight on Monday the 6^th of July, because I’d just returned from an unexpected fourth day( some lovely irony there )with my lady. We went to see Inside Out and loved it… but more on that next week. For now, it’s time to post the blog and pass out!

Fine Days, Flags and Five Chapters

The word of the week is fecundity.

June 22 – Do The Right Thing

Here’s a textbook definition of good karma.

Last week, a homeless man in Langford found over $2000 cash in a parking lot and turned it in to police untouched. His selfless act quickly garnered him praise from the community, who in only a few days had raised more than twice the amount he had found using a fundraising website.

Now the man has asked that the funds raised be donated to local food service providers who distribute food to local homeless, insisting that the funds raised would be better spent there and that all he really wants is a job.

It impressed me know when to see someone who could obviously have used the short term cash not only do the right thing but continue to think of others before himself. It has impressed the local RCMP branch, who after managing to contact the homeless man will be looking to assist him in finding employment geared towards his particular challenges.

I hope that more good karma comes his way soon.

In the evening, my family and I went to Ithaca, a Greek restaurant just up the street to celebrate Father's Day a day late, as my dad had been working yesterday.

It was a splendid experience!

Right from the start, we felt welcomed by the owner’s son and staff, all of whom were extremely attentive and friendly upon learning it was our first time in their restaurant. We had a table by a window, which let in a lot of the gorgeous day outside and brightened our dinner time. The food itself was delicious and provided in generous quantities for very reasonable prices: all key factors to both impressing us and convincing us that we'd be back again soon.

June 23 – Confed Confiscation

Social activism can be a funny thing: sometimes, it can sneak up on you.

When it does, you realize that the issues have been there all along and it simply reaches a critical point where people have to do something about the problems in the country they live in.

One of those tipping points was reached this week regarding racial tensions in the USA. The Confederate flag has been long-held by advocates of racial parity( not purity )as a symbol of that  lingering stigma that has carried over to modern times from before the Civil War.  

This week, things came to a head, as retailers and companies across the USA pulled the Confederate flag from their stock and other places where it has been displayed. Even video game companies pulled the flag from their products, citing it could only be displayed in a ‘historical’ context. The bravest act was when activist Bree Newcome, a black woman, climbed the GA State Capital flagpole and removed the Confederate flag.

I see this as a sign of progress, as a groundswell of social awareness sweeps aside past hatreds that have no place in a modern country with an educated populace.

June 24 – End Of Vacay

Well, that’s it for my vacation: I returned to work this morning.

And it was a busy morning too, right from the get-go. Things didn't start to calm down and so late afternoon and I was amused that I had returned to be dropped right into the boiling water, so to speak.

What did I get accomplished on my vacation, you might wonder?

Aside from relaxing and recharging, I managed to complete five entire chapters of my second novel’s first draft. I consider that a major accomplishment and a big push towards finishing the book in the next three months or so. Ideally, I'd like to start in on the fourth draft of my first novel sometime this fall, so there's real time pressure to get my second novel's first draft completed.

All in all, it was a very good vacation. I smile to think that like all vacations, it always seems too short when it's done but you always look forward to the next one: I have another week in August that is not that far away and I plan to likely use it again to further my novel.

Hopefully by that time, I'll have another five chapters completed!

June 25 – Too Early Rising?

Part of the reason I’ve been so tired lately is that I’m waking up too early.

Used to be, I could wake up around 7am and feel, if not refreshed, then ready for the day. In the last few weeks, with the advent of the early sunrises, I’ve been waking up even earlier than that.

It’s not fun, as it’s messing with my biorhythms.

Adding insult to injury, there’s a few folks with loud vehicles who head off to work between 6-630am. One in particular rides a bike that I swear he’s sawed the muffler off, as I always hear him through a closed window, two sets of blinds and earplugs, not to mention a white-noise unit.

That’s too dang loud and just plain inconsiderate of hard-working people trying to sleep a bit.

Anyway, be that as it may, I’m trying to go to bed earlier so that I can get more than 5-6 hours of uninterrupted sleep. It might be the summertime weather, but there’s been an abundance of late-night chatterboxes as well, strolling along with their conversations at full volume as they pass by.

All this pointing to me either moving, or finding a way to keep cool with my window closed in the summer. Neither of which is a pleasant alternative.

June 26 – LGBT Pride

This has been quite the week for sudden changes in the world – for the better, thankfully.

In addition to the surge in disgust for the Confederate flag, another celebration was had today when the US Supreme Court ruled to legalize same-sex marriage in all 50 states. It is a landmark decision, one that has been a long time in coming and is quite frankly long overdue.

Of course this has lit the fires of those who oppose same-sex marriage, but there’s little they can do save appeal the ruling in court; good luck with that, thou close-minded folks of fossilized mind.

That's all right, though: freedom’s what the USA is all about. Freedom for all, mind you. If the world chooses to damn itself based on wanting people to love each other for who we are, not on what we demand each other to be based on our own beliefs, well...

Those of us who choose to keep demanding that of each other will find a nice little lonely corner of the world to occupy and trade dogma with each other in, while the rest of us get on with making the planet a better place to live without bigotry, hatred or fear of the unknown.

June 27 – Sweet Summer Sweat

It was another perfect day that even the soaring temperatures couldn’t dampen.

My lady and I lunched, then attempted to enjoy the afternoon in the cooler sections of Beacon Hill park, as the sun was blazing in a bright blue sky. Unfortunately, it was really blazing, so much so that all the shady spots of the park were fairly well-crowded with people and those areas further afield were swarming with insects who also understandably wanted to be in the shade. It made for a sweaty and uncomfortable time, which was not how we wanted our day to go at all.

We switched out plans and instead went to see Jurassic World after dinner, which was a wise choice: the film was great! In addition to being a decent action film, it had many small nods to the previous films in the franchise which I and my lady appreciated. There were even a few spots that made us both jump: not easy to do, in my case! Chris Pratt was fantastic, playing a badass dino-wrangler and his love interest, Bryce Dallas Howard, was a surprise in the way she transformed from a corporate shill into someone who sav… er, well, I won’t spoil it for you. Go see it!

My lady and I wandered off a short ways downtown to ensconce ourselves on the patio at Garrick’s Head Pub, getting the last table that was tucked away in the corner – perfect! The temperature outside was perfect and there were crowds of people everywhere, taking advantage of the still-light skies until well after 10 PM.

I didn't really notice, as I was sitting enthralled on the patio, sipping beer, nibbling trip bites and thoroughly enjoying every minute I spent with my lady.

As I said: it was perfect.

June 28 – Hot In Oz

It was pleasantly warm today, not hot, as the sun wasn’t around for half the day.

The skies around here turned dark this afternoon, a thunderstorm threatening to dampen the day, but nothing happened save a few locals getting excited: we don’t get those storms here often. We sure could use the rain though: it’s a dry, dry summer here so far in BC, with an extreme risk of forest fires in many areas and the Island itself is so dry that a campfire ban is in effect as of today.

There’s more hot weather coming though, so it’s going to be fun to keep cool in my place, which doesn’t have air conditioning. Doubly difficult with the front windows closed all the time, due to the smoke coming in from upwind – it’d be great to have those cool southerly breezes, but not if they’re laden with carcinogens and induce migraines.

Just to end the week on a bit o’fun, here’s a fantastic mashup of The Avengers: Age Of Ultron… and The Wizard Of Oz!

That's all I have this week; staying up until 12am took a lot of willpower and I hope you enjoyed this week's blog!

Vacation, Videogame Visions and Vitality

The word of the week is relish.

June 15 – VACATION!     

The first paid day of my vacation was today!

Honestly, I just set aside today to relax and decompress. It's been a busy( and at times quite trying! )last few weeks at work and having managed to finagle 10 days total of vacation, at least one has to be a day of doing ‘nothing of consequence’ in my books.

One of the things I did do was to apply for another government position.

Whether that's of consequence or not remains to be seen. What's strange about working for the government is that ‘Movement is A Career’ and that's a mindset I've not managed to wrap my brain around yet. One’s position is fairly well defined in terms of job expectations but the position itself may change every few months depending on the needs of the particular department.

For folks in my position, which is admittedly fairly low on the career ladder, I can be re-tasked at any time( within my abilities, however )depending on what work needs doing and I’ll have little say in that: I will do what I’m told, which is only to be expected if I'm not my own boss.

Moving upwards and onwards is the name of the game and unlike traditional retail or commercial business, you can apply for as many positions as you like in as many ministries or departments as you like - locally or elsewhere. Obviously, you want to apply for positions that you at least have a chance of getting, depending on your qualifications and experience, but my mind is still boggled by the sheer number of positions a come up regularly, at least internally. There's a whole lot of shifting going on a regular basis: people come and go after only a year( sometimes even less ) which makes it harder to keep a cohesive team together that works efficiently.

The bottom line for me is: apply for positions with more responsibility and more pay. In my department, I’ve been told quite often that my skills and experience are in demand and that in no way should I stay in the position I am any longer than I have to.

I’m destined for better and brighter things, apparently; who might argue?

June 16 – Homeless Honesty?

Sometimes, karma does work.

As some of you may know, we have a large homeless population here in Victoria. It’s due to a number of factors, including the climate, local laws and a variety of other circumstances that cause homeless to see the city as a place of refuge or even opportunity, depending on the person. By and large, the homeless are polite, respectful and good people who are just down on their luck.

What you don't hear about often is that luck turning around for any of them, which is what I want to tell you about today.

Such was the case for a homeless man in Langford, about a 20 minute drive North of Victoria. He found a large amount of cash that had been lost by a local resident and turned it into the police rather than keep it for himself. I can't imagine how much more difficult it was for someone with no place to call their own to do such a thing; I think that many a citizen with a home to go back to that night would be hard-pressed to have done the same.

The local community has been touched by the act and to date, more than twice the amount of money that was turned in has been raised at a GoFundMe site to reward the honesty of the man.

I also hope that a selfless act like this will remind locals that the homeless are each unique, people worthy of treating with respect if such is returned and that there's always a reason, always a story behind what too many people take for granted we they see homelessness a daily basis.

June 18 – Cell-Shaded Glory!

Not much to say on this one except: whoa!

But to segue back to the beginning of my thought: why has it taken so long to get around to the merging of cartoons and video games?

Over ten years ago, the computer graphics power existed to do a decent job of letting polygons mimic the hand-drawn shapes of simpler cartoons. Robotech: Battlecry was released for the PS2, with cell-shaded graphics that closely mimic the aesthetic of the Robotech television series. It was the first game released that got it right: the suspension of disbelief was complete and gamers felt as though they were actually playing the cartoon - the experiment was successful! Have a look:

Yet even today, when you look at this exhaustive list of every game released that uses this technique, only a handful have come out after 2010. All the rest were made for older systems and it seems to me a crying shame that more capable modern hardware hasn't been harnessed to give cell-shaded games a comeback.

Well, except for one:

Transformers Devastation looks to be the cell-shaded dream game that fans of giant robot combat have been waiting for all these years. The screenshot above is only one of dozens that you can see HERE - it looks gorgeous and for the aesthetic alone I may pick it up( on sale, of course ) just to be able to gaze rapturously at the drool-worthy CGI cell-shading. To be sure, I'll also be holding onto my copy of Borderlands and Borderlands2 for a while!

There's also the nostalgia factor, which seems to be creeping into my posts of late, of being able to play the heroes( and villains too? )from my childhood.

One more reason to love gaming!

June 18 – Useful UPS?

Well, looks like UPS joined the digital connected age, finally. Why do I mention this? Is it important?

In a word: yes!

At least, it is if you don’t want to wait home all day, as usual, hoping for a delivery. Or, in my case, travel across town to get a package that’s somehow been assigned to a far-off pickup location. That’s happened twice to me already, and there was nothing I can do about it - until now.

It really seems like this, sometimes

At long last, UPS has introduced the MyChoice service, which allows customers with pending deliveries to choose where and how they want the package to come into their possession. With the advent of UPS Access Points( small businesses with limited package storage space )you can choose the AP closest to your work or home and not have to worry about staying home all day in order to receive a vital package. Or you can choose to still have home delivery and actually get a six-hour delivery estimate window to help you plan to be home at the right time.

Long story short, I was able to be home at the right time this week to receive the package necessary for an event this weekend that my sister is running. It all worked out rather well and I'm a lot less stressed about future deliveries made via UPS, in that I won't have to cycle across town or even worse, get a vehicle in order to transport any bulkier packages back to my home.

I just find it bizarre that it took UPS this long to figure out that the Internet could actually be useful on this matter and I hope that most other delivery carriers figure it out soon too.

I think we're all tired of waiting around.

June 18 – Peppermint? Pass!

My writing didn't go to plan today.

Last few days this week, I've managed to write almost a chapter a day for my second book, all part of my plan to use my staycation time to advance my novel a fair piece.

Today however, my mother wasn't available for dictation and it was the evening before I was able to do more than hunt and peck on the computer; creativity seem to have deserted me despite my efforts. I worked somewhat on my chapter outline but the scenes themselves wouldn't appear.

Sometimes characters talk to me and other times there's nothing but silence. Today was definitely a quiet day and I fumed a little inside at the unexpected lack of progress.

Ironically, in the evening I was blindsided by a scent, no less.

My new nemesis: Peppermint!

My sister was cleaning the bathroom as part of our weekly division of labor and she use a diluted quantity of natural peppermint essential oil instead of harsher chemicals. While I've smelled the sort of essential oil before, tonight I had a pretty severe reaction to its overpowering odor.

I grew lightheaded and nauseous, enough so that I had to spring open a window and sit in front of it while a fan pumped fresh air in. It was a good 15 minutes before I managed to regain enough equilibrium to stagger outside and take a half-hour walk to feel somewhat normal again. It was quite shocking to me the reaction I had, almost like being buried in 1 million Christmas candy canes and understandably, my sister won't be using peppermint extract again anytime soon.

Candy canes were never my favorite anyway.

June 19 – Perfection

My lady and I spent the entire day together. It was… wonderful. Breakfast, walks in the park, patios, model boating, conversation and quiet times: it was all the perfect mix and often it felt like time was standing still. Over 12+ hours spent solely in each other’s company and every minute was superbly sublime.

I did a little reflection today as well, about writing and scifi in particular.

There are many genres to writing, from horror to fantasy to mystery and all the other sub genres: so many that you could write a story in each and still not be done in a year’s time. Of all the genres however, I prefer to write science fiction. 

Yet why is that?

I've thought about it on and off over the years, looking for reasons both personal and practical yet not managing all of anything that really gelled for me. At least, not until I found this gem by prolific author David Gerrold:

Writing science fiction isn't just a labor of love, it's a way of being. You get to go anywhere in time and space. You get to visit other dimensions and other possibilities. You even get to visit other IMpossibilities. A science fiction writer is a literary time lord.

(All I need is the companion. Preferably a redhead, but I'm not picky.)

As rewarding as it might be to write a TV script or make a movie, as financially rewarding as those efforts might be -- there's something special about a book or a story that has your name on it, no one else's. You get to take the credit, you get to take the blame. But it's you alone -- it's your voice, your credential, your mark on the universe.

You can read the entirety of the post here, which mainly concerns itself with Gerrold’s experience on ST:TNG and how it relates to where he is today as a writer. It's a fascinating read and one that's validating of a writer's personal choices leading to the future that they create for themselves.

I don't think I could have written anything better than that.

June 21 – Long, Lovely Days

There were some more writing goodness this afternoon.
 

 A total of three scenes, or an entire chapter, made it onto the page today in the space of about two hours, which is a new speed record for me. I do tend to have shorter chapters in my books at around 3000 words or so, but today was a terrific sign that my Muse is feeling creative and comfy with daily output. I'll reach the nominal halfway point of my second book’s first draft in the next few days and that is a magnificent milestone for both my Muse and I.

 

It's also Father's Day today, for which I'm always grateful.

My dad's a fantastic guy, and I feel so fortunate to have him here in BC. He is a laid-back guy, with a solid core of loyalty and love that's never wavered for an instant throughout my life. I've never, ever entertain the thought that he couldn't be relied on to be there when we needed him, to view life with a sense of humor and do his best to provide his family with the life they could be proud of.

I could go on at length, but you get the idea: my dad’s a rare and special guy and I'm humbled to know that many of my core values, mannerisms, bits of wisdom and humor can all be traced back to his being there for me, always.

No son could ask for more.

Tonight is the summer solstice as well, and I spent it writing the blog. It’s still light in the sky at 10pm as I write this blog, it's colour fading every time I glance out the window to my right. I spent part of today with my lady and again the time seemed to simply vanish - all too quickly, we both felt. The perfect weather meant that a good part of that time was spent outside, running our model boat or simply walking along the southern coastline of the city under blue skies. The long summer nights here are not as warm as they are out East, as the cool southerly breezes coming from across the waters chill things down, though not so much that the bugs still don't come out to bite.

Only good things to say this week? Pinch me, I must be dreaming. On second thought: no, please… if this is a dream, I don’t want to wake up just yet… at least not until I know the endings of my next two novels!