The word of the week is vibrissa.
July 7 - Random Repair
*sproing!**plink*
That was the sound of my glasses spontaneously failing today.
I was chatting with a friend after work outside, enjoying
the sunshine when the frame of my glasses failed at the left temple due to
metal fatigue. I managed to catch the lens as it dropped away from my face and
so avoided having it hit the sidewalk, potentially scratching it and adding insult to injury.
I was not impressed; glasses are expensive and not in my
budget or covered by my current health plan in any substantial way.
Making do with a thin strip of brown duct tape as a
temporary repair measure for the evening, I coped as best I could while
searching for a solution. Ironically, I'd already ordered a pair of computer
glasses from Hong Kong last week at modest cost, rather than the princely sum
they would have cost locally. At the time, I debated adding a pair of 'backup
glasses' to my order but I decided not to, as the budget would've been rather
tight.
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| This was pretty much my expression... |
Then the *sproing* today happened and well, that's hindsight
for you.
Luckily enough, a kind optician at Walmart told me that a
local jewelers regularly offered eyeglass repair for a modest fee and for a
wonder they were just around the corner from where I work downtown. I went in
the very next day on my morning break and came back an hour later to find they
had been perfectly repaired - I could barely see the join, even at close range:
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| Right above the screw - stupid camera phone... |
Needless to say I was extremely relieved and had also
learned my lesson, which again is ironic as I'm well-known for always having a
backup plan for situation. I'll be ordering a pair of backup glasses as soon as
I have the budget and the first pair of glasses that I ordered in-hand, to
ensure they're up to snuff.
I can't see myself doing otherwise, as I'm no longer blind
to the consequences of being unprepared.
July 8 - From Imagination to Reality
In last week's post, I mentioned how authors sometimes see
their characters brought to life by cosplay which can be an illuminating
experience. When reality meets fiction, great things happen, kind of like what
Mass Effect fans get whenever this lady shows up to a convention:
For fans of the Harry Potter series, such an experience has
just arrived as The Wizarding World Of Harry Potter opened today in Orlando, FL.
Now, I'm not a die-hard Harry Potter fan, though I admit I
do like the series and enjoyed the films. I do feel that things like the Wizarding World of Harry Potter do much to expand people's imaginations. Similar to the
now-defunct Star Trek Experience in Las Vegas, physical locations for fictional
worlds allow people to literally step into the stories that their minds have
pictured, to have real experiences. To touch, hear, taste, feel and see stories
brought to life are why places like Disney World have always been popular to
people of all ages who all share active imaginations.
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| I think it looks great - but why the snow? |
In the case of Wizarding World, great care has been taken
not to 'break' the experience for visitors. All of the buildings have been
built high enough so that no other parts of the amusement park can be seen from
any point in the Harry Potter area. This is important and I can relate a
personal story along these lines, from when I visited Epcot in Florida many
years ago. There was an underwater exhibit, built to simulate a deep-sea installation where visitors 'took' an elevator deep under the surface of the
ocean to then browse around the 'station' on the ocean floor. Huge windows built
into the set design all opened onto gigantic salt-water aquariums, surrounded by expensive sets designed to emulate an underwater station in every
detail. It was a lovely experience and you really felt like you are underwater.
Right up until I turned a corner and saw that someone had
propped open an exit door with a chair, letting in daylight from the access way
outside - on the surface. It broke the illusion and I felt very disappointed.
For those who visit Wizarding World, I hope very much that no
muggles manage to make their way into the park and that a beneficent spell will
ensure that everyone's experience there is magical.
July 9 - Jedi Powers!
Three years ago, I had to stop playing video games.
This was due to the damage that had occurred to my wrists
and I've barely played video games since, stubbornly refusing to admit it by degrees but
eventually giving up due to the pain that holding a controller( or a PC mouse )for
long periods of time causes me. Hope is eternal, however, and technology always advances.
Which is why I sat up straight when I read about the Myo.
As may have surmised from the name, the Myo( short for
myoelectric )is an armband that translates electrical impulses from muscles
into usable data that can be read by a computer very accurately.
Meaning that you can just move your arm, snap your fingers or
make any gesture in any direction and the Myo will accurately read that action.
Depending on what software and platform the Myo is hooked up to, you can do
almost anything that you can with a keyboard and mouse, although I imagine
accurate typing just by thinking about typing is quite a few years off. Still,
the video is impressive:
However, back to my original point: I may be able to play
video games again without actually using my hands. Believe it or not, that's a
big thing to me, as there's a huge social aspect to it that I miss quite a lot(
the fact that I miss quite a lot in the games is neither here nor there )and
something that I'd like to get back into, even in a limited way.
I'm really excited to see what platforms( ie. the Xbox360
and PC! )will be supported by developers who have already got their hands( pun
intended )on the Myo - we'll be seeing the first products that use this
revolutionary device hit the market this fall... plenty of time for people to
purchase one for Christmas.
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| Each grain of sand is an idea - look closely... |
On a writing note: a great beginning was finished today!
I completed the full introductory chapter of Book 2, which was
fairly difficult to conceptualize and write. I am very pleased with the rough
draft of what I came up with, as it hits the right balance of tone, character
and story introduction to bring readers into the book - both those familiar
with my previous novel and new readers both. My experience in writing
the first book means that I know this first draft has to be tidied up and
likely expanded on, but again the rough work is solid and I can definitely
build on it.
That’s a huge relief to me, knowing that my beginning has
turned out exactly as I hoped it would. Now I just have to write another 39
chapters or so and the second novel's first draft will be done!
July 10 - Love a reader?
Apparently, readers make the best lovers.
Don't believe me? You can read all about it here in this article, or just look at this photo evidence:
Being grateful is also part of being a good reader and, by
definition, a good writer.
Grateful for the wonderful stories that you've come across
that have touched your life. Grateful for the opportunities to develop one's own
writing and for the helpful feedback you have received along the way.
Grateful as well for established authors who help foster new
talent, like Michael Stackpole, whom I met in Arizona last year and who played
no small part in giving me the confidence I needed to complete my first book at
a time of great instability in my life. When I met him, albeit briefly, I felt
an immediate connection and later on I found out that my initial impressions
were correct: he's one of the good ones. Mr. Stackpole's website, Stormwolf.com,
is packed with information useful to new writers. In a interview that I came
across about his involvement in the Second Life online virtual world, Mike very
eloquently stated where his desire to help other writers stems from:
Q: You hold weekly office hours in SL and answer all kinds of questions from all levels of writers. Not many authors take the time to support the dreams and goals of other writers. Why do you think that is important?MS: Two reasons. First, I was very lucky, when I started, to have writers like Manly Wade Wellman, Hugh B. Cave, Roger Zelazny and Fred Saberhagen offer advice and opportunities for me to get better and advance my career. Sharing what I learned from them is a way to honor the gift they gave me. Second, and this is selfish, but when I want to sit down and read, I like having good books to read. I hope, by helping young authors, I can guarantee a crop of books that I’ll enjoy.
Michael Stackpole, along with other writers of his
caliber, are one of the main reasons why I hold out hope about making a living
in the business. The enthusiasm and encouragement that he offers does
make a difference and for people like myself who are just starting out, it's
the difference between deciding to persevere and giving up before one really
should.
I have a lot of stories to tell, so thank-you, Mike: You do
good work.
July 11 - Happily Hirsute
Two compliments in one day!
It's been nine months since I birthed a mustache and decided
to keep it, having grown rather attached to the concept. I like it for the easy
maintenance compared to a full beard or even a goatee, both of which I've had
in the past. If you're unfamiliar with some of the great mustaches of history,
Esquire has a list of the Top 15 Best Moustaches of All Time, including how
those various lovely 'staches came into being.
Today, two different strangers
complimented me on my mustache, one of whom had a 'stache of his own. Needless
to say, I was tickled and strutted about for some time afterwards, proudly
showing off my lip fuzz that I've grown so fond of. Much like the men of the
old West used to, as you might see here:
Seeing as I've joined the august ranks of such mustachioed men
as Tom Selleck, Chris Hadfield, Alex Trebek, and even Einstein, it's hard not
to enjoy my lip warmer. The first complement today was especially lovely,
coming as it did from a young lady who shyly asked me if I knew that my
mustache reminded her of Clark Gable's, one of the sexiest men in film history.
Let me tell you, that really put a smile on my face, as did
this picture:
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| The Stewart 'stache - words fail me. So... awesome... |
July 12 -Build Bridges, Don't Live Under 'Em
While browsing a few news articles this morning on the 'net,
I stumbled across a troll.
An internet troll, in case you didn't know, is easily recognizable:
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| I can't wait for the movie! |
This particular troll was unusual, as he'd commented
several times on different people's comments in the same article. Curious as to
why he was so vocal, I followed up the link to see his other postings… and
discovered that he had a LOT to say. From the brief glimpse I had of his( it
was very likely a male from his avatar and general comment style )posting
history, this individual LIVED to troll people on Yahoo, spending hours every
day leaving brief, snarky and poorly-worded comments on practically every
article posted of a day - no mean feat, if you'll pardon the pun. At first
glance, he seemed like a total jerk.
Then I started to see other comments he'd made, ones not so
snarky as much as they were simplistic and, as I read on, seemingly ignorant in
general. The troll looked less like an opportunistic baiter and more like
someone who couldn't see themselves for what they were really doing: being a
total jerk instead of 'giving their opinion' on topics, especially on comments
they didn't really comprehend.
When I first found the troll, I felt disgust and some anger,
in that anyone could be so callous. Then, as I followed the comment trail to see
the troll's history, my disgust shifted into disbelief that any person could be so
self-blind and finally, at the last, pity: that they have to live with themselves in
that state and that they don't have anyone in their life who can tell them
they're being a total waste of skin.
Trolls: the internet's full of them. If someone you know is
a troll, tell them and help save a life.
On the personal side of things, I got a lot of house-chores done
today when I wasn't relaxing for a spell here and there or ignoring trolls. My
evening was spent way, way north of Victoria, past even Bear Mountain where
used to live, deep in the twisting roads of the Western Highlands. The remote location
was where our DnD game was being hosted for the evening, a lovely new home
situated up one of the steepest and most winding concrete-paved driveways I've
ever had the pleasure of driving up.
The game itself was a pleasure, for as I've mentioned the camaraderie amongst the players and the DM is simply fantastic. There's not an ego
to be fought, so all the combat is saved for the creatures we encounter and
even then, as tonight was an example, we don't necessarily stab first and
forget to ask questions later. There was a lot of thinking involved and I
managed to come up with the pivotal idea of the evening which had our group
searching for clues rather than rifling pockets of monsters we'd chopped up.
A good time was definitely had by all once again and it was
a very interesting ride home in the dark on the winding, tree-lined roads which
seem to turn in a new direction every 50 feet or so for at least 20 km
continuously. I don't know how people can live that far off the main path
without having the reflexes of a cat as well as an SUV in the winter, plus a
lot of just plain old luck not to miss a sudden 90° curve.
Living on a main road here in Victoria seems fractionally
better after tonight's drive, I must admit.
July 13 - Writing Shoes!
I now own a new pair of indoor writing shoes.
Yes, that's right: this pair of sneakers will never leave my
house except in a box and never on my feet. Their sole( sorry ) use will be to
let me pace in comfortable circles as I write. Picture them thusly:
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| Zoom in on the extravagant detail... they're well-red shoes. |
As most of you know, I dictate my stories, walking around
with a headset on as I speak: the words being transcribed for me into written
form, mostly with human assistance. This frees me from the inherent
distractions of the process, where a misspelled word or turn of phrase doesn't
look right on the screen and I stopp to correct it - which interrupts the
Flow.
If you're not aware of what Flow is, then I highly recommend
reading this article from the amazing BrainPickings.org website, which is told in
the words of Tchaikovsky who was one of the first artists to recognize what
Flow was and its importance to the creative process.
My own process is fairly simple to describe: the story's already
there and I'm glimpsing it as it unfolds, piece by piece.
Which means I'm half-here sometimes, as my mind's eye opens
up unto vistas others can't see and I have to write down what I envisage,
before it vanishes again into the mists. The term 'scatter-brained' comes to
mind, as has been used to describe some artists - writers included - who occupy
that Other place more than they do our shared reality here.
The second evening of my weekend off was very pleasant,
coming as it did on the heels of writing all afternoon to the sound of completing
another chapter of my book - a very satisfying session overall, I have to say.
During a break in the writing time, two friends texted me, asking if I'd like to
join them both for dinner a little later on.
Seeing as I'm a writer who works a steady day job and and
writes most every evening, it doesn't make for a lot of social time, so I happily
agreed. We went out to 1550's, where we spent almost 2 hours on the patio in
the perfect summer evening, chatting about many things including my book( but
not too much on that! )as well as a fair amount of technobabble that I
thoroughly enjoyed. I also thought the Monte Cristo sandwich I ordered was very
well put together and tasty, being surprised as I was to find it as a regular
item on a local menu. Perhaps it's a good thing that the restaurant isn't all
that close to where I live, as my feet might lead me there too often than is healthy
for my wallet or my constitution.
I know I said I'd be writing shorter blog post, but it seems
that I have to work my way down to such. Today just happened to work out perfectly
in terms of having the time I need in the evening, which I'm not sure will
happen all that often in the future as I'm reserving Sundays entirely for
working on my novel from sunup to sundown. I never know how my week's going to
go in terms of energy levels, so I figure that even if I work all five weekdays
as well as a Saturday, I'll still have Sunday to plug away at my book. Because
it's all about getting the writing time in, whenever possible.
