Saturday, November 22, 2008

Distraction

I’ve been chipping away at reading Rise and Fall of the Third Reich. Yes, still chipping. My bookmark looks to be working its way between the one-third and halfway point of the book. It is a lot of pages, but considering I have never encountered a book before with print as small as it is I can’t really compare my progress to anything else I have read. Consequently I was beginning to lose faith in my reading abilities. I’m known as a thorough reader*, if not a fast one, so time to the finish line is a sensitive point to me.

So I made a decision.

I decided to insert a novel into the middle of my study of the Third Reich. I picked The Firm by John Grisham. I’d never read it before and it had been a long time since I read anything by him. Apparently the years I have spent writing and studying other writer’s work increased my senses to some finer points of style that I will examine on hereafter.



The first thing I noticed was that the prose was weak. I understand that is one of his early works, but I still found myself thinking of his backlist and considering Grisham as the Louis L’Amour of legal thrillers. Maybe he got better. It really has no bearing on my examination except as an insight to how my analytical skills have changed over the years.

In The Firm the characters are all static and flat. I understand that there are different terms out there and when I say static I mean that there is no character growth (the beach scene isn’t what I’m talking about) and they all have the liveliness of one of those Build Your Character sheets inserted into the text of the story. The only person in the story who inspired any emotion from me was Abby, and it was because she was married to an ingenious chump, not because Grisham wasted anytime making her a person. So it is obvious that The Firm isn’t a character story.

So why did I burn through it in less than a week? It had me on the edge of my seat. Grisham created a lot of tension. I suspect that he reverse engineered his story the way a lot of mystery writers do; he came up with how the ending would go and then worked out what would have to happen for to get there and inserted tidbits throughout the story in a way that defied notice or left the reader wondering how that was going to come into play. I wonder if he deviated at all from his outline.

It always impresses me how many different ways there are to make it as a writer. For all that The Firm kept me riveted while I read; I left it without connecting with a single character and that is rare for me. I apparently lean towards character-driven works. I was also disappointed with the end. Mitch manages to get away with everything on account of his being “smarter than [everyone else]” and Abby loses her family and ends up on the run with Captain Fidelity. Based on the bittersweet endings of some other Grisham books that I vaguely remember I suppose that it could have been meant as an ironic ending, but I expected more from the protagonist and he didn’t have it to give. Maybe Grisham was making a point about expectations.

R.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Solitude




Tonight I was walking home from work a little after sunset. It was cool and the world was blanketed in gold and shadow. I past a house some distance from my home and as the man there was opening his door to climb into his car he offered me a ride. I declined and kept on. It is a quiet neighborhood, and I enjoy the smell of the fallen leaves and the light breeze on my face. It reminds me that I am alive; it awakens some inner self that is free and hopeful. As I walked on I thought about the man. I can't recall his name, but every time I have seen him he has been friendly and kind. I wonder if it would have been better to reach out and make human contact instead of savouring my solitude.

R.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Sonic Scream

When my two lads are fighting amongst themselves the younger makes a sound that is exactly like the cry of the Nazgul. Exactly. I tried to find a video clip to embed in case you don't recall that cry, but I couldn't. Probably better for you if you don't.

R.

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Going Around the Office

So with the entire office given the boot by the company to which we gave a collective 219 years of service, I received a variation of this email about twenty times today with something like "We can use all the luck we can get." My principles kept me from sending it to anyone, but this is my interpretation of it:

"To:RIOTIMUS91459873451@mail.com; dude@mail.com; buddy@mail.com; beavis@mail.whitehouse.gov; butthead@mail.gov; chickla@mail.com; linus@mail.com

From: PAB@mail.com

Subject: FW: Chinese Luck Proverb

[Imagine this coming out in a slow Power Point format on a lovely beige background]

This is a Chinese Proverb.

It started in Amsterdam.

It has been around the world 278.6 times. Keep it going.

Don't change any text from the way it came to you.

The Chinese Proverb:

Money can buy you a hot dog, but it can't fill your heart.

Money can buy a house, but it can't make a home.

Money can pay for your cab to the red-light district, but it can't buy you love.

Send this to twenty people you know need good luck.

Good luck will come to you within 24 hours.

Good luck will come in the mail or through the Internet.

One guy got this message and sent it on within five minutes. The next day he got a new job and had lunch at his favorite restaurant.

Another guy ignored this message. Later that day his grandma beat him half to death with a toilet plunger. With his dying breath he crawled to the computer and sent the message out. His grandma had a change of heart and called 911 and he was resuscitated.

A lady sent this message out within 24 hours of receiving it and the next day she got a check for ONE BILLION DOLLARS.

Some guy deleted this message without reading it. He got dysentery from his favorite restaurant and his mom kicked him out of the basement.

Jack sent this message out and he got a girlfriend and the DRE700 was elected president.

Send this to 20 people and you will have good luck."

Yeah.

R.

Monday, November 03, 2008

Happy Election Day!

Cast your ballots, people. Today is the day you can make a difference for the world. It's huge the power that is at our fingertips. Viva la democracy. Or viva la republic. Viva la election. Did you know that Hitler had an election (plebiscite) and didn't annex Austria until he had the approval of the people? Just remember this when you vote:

I sell the things you need to be
I'm the smiling face on your t.v.
I'm the cult of personality
I exploit you still you love me




Have a grate day! Riotimus

Sunday, November 02, 2008

Celebration

To celebrate the open-ended options that we have before us Riotimus and the fam enjoyed some Roast Beast with Red Potatoes, slathered in Turkey Gravy from the can. I cooked it in the oven instead of the slow cooker, and because I've never done it that way before the Beast was rather dry. Still it was tasty and now is the time for trying new things. Like Nanowrimo.




I saw Toad the Wet Sprocket play this song in an encore a decade ago. They did it beautifully.

R.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Catching the Bullet




There are innumerable reasons why the Roman Empire grew and just as many for why it collapsed. It is very difficult to back up simple reasons for the things that happened. For example the birth of empire came from the young Republic’s interest in securing peace on its boundaries. That is one argument. I could expound or counter argue that if this were a thesis of some kind instead of a blog post, but that is what it is and I will continue. Indisputably the Romans over-extended their reach and had to rely on conquest for the plunder to support a failing system and an army made up more and more by mercenary tribesman who were more loyal to their own than to any ideology of Rome. Some immigration issues never change.

For administrative reasons the Empire was given two administrative centers, Rome and Constantinople, with the latter taking precedence after Constantinople renamed the city-fortress of Byzantium for himself and set up shop there around 330AD. The Western Roman Empire fell to Germanic invaders while the Eastern Roman Empire waged a thousand-year two-front war. A losing war.

The tide ebbed and flowed, but the trend inexorably led to shrinkage of the Empire, whose people considered themselves Romans until the very end even though the young nations that grew from the corpse of the west considered them Greeks. By the time the end came in 1453, the Byzantine Empire resided completely within the walls of Constantinople, besieged by the Ottoman Turks to whom they had been losing their lands for two-hundred years.

How did it happen? Almost two-thousand years of culture and strife and in the end it came down to a handful of people manning the walls. Was it overextension? Did the leaders fail to look ahead? Did the people place their momentary success and comfort over supporting policies of long-term viability? Was it six-hundred years ago so who gives a damn?

I have complained about the super-corporation that I work for many times here. I even have a label for Corporate Life. A misspelled link that I will correct if I ever figure out how. In the seven years I have worked for this company I have somehow survived three location closures and a dozen layoffs as they have “managed our footprint.” Almost all of those were close calls. Elyena and I started to feel like we were playing Russian roulette. We finally got the loaded chamber. Recently my employer closed almost a hundred operations eliminating three thousand jobs. 3000. 3K. My department, purchasing, has been on eggshells waiting for to see how that would affect us . . . how many of us would be reduced. Yesterday morning my supervisor called a meeting and announced that our entire office is being eliminated with no hope of relocation.

It has been an interesting seven years. In my working lifetime, starting at the age of fourteen, this was the first big corporation that I worked for, and I owe a lot of my education and understanding of the way the world works to it. My previous employers were all family businesses. They left a lot to be desired. One shaved a little off of my time cards like I was too blind to see the eraser marks or too ignorant to know that taking a little off of everyone’s time week after week resulted in saving thousands of dollars a year. Quite respectable for a family business. And there was the one that almost got me killed by taking penny-pinching shortcuts like disconnecting the safety sensor in the seat of an industrial trencher, the end result being that even after I was ran over and had to have knee surgery that I sat in my leg brace and watched while they sent the same machine in the same condition back out on the job.

Through all of this I maintained that it was the family businesses that were so flawed. It is in large part thanks to my expiring employer that instead of the big business loving Republican that I grew up as I am the unrepresented fighter of the invisible aristocracy of America. I used to have the idea that Human Resources are there to look after the employee. The years have helped me to recognize that resources are there to be exploited by the company, human or otherwise, and HR is the vehicle propaganda. I sat in an HR meeting where our rep announced some heinous change the company was making “for our stockholders,” whatever the hell that means.* “The company is not out to screw you,” she said. No it isn’t. It’s not vindictive. It’s just completely apathetic. It’s just business.

Our industry is cyclical and instead of getting ready for the downswing my employers kept gobbling up smaller companies in order to look good to “the stockholders.” It was corporate imperialism at its worst and it left us wide open to the massive collapse of our empire. Their empire. Their influence has helped me become a closet commie. That’s beside the point, though. They were too busy posturing to be ready for the economic situation we are facing. And their employees are paying for it.

It may sound like I am going postal, but I am not. As long time readers know, as well as friends and family, I have long considered my relationship with this company as much a liability as an asset. As of December 5th I will be a free agent. I will find a new job and will have no long-term employment ties to keep me from going to graduate school. So here’s to change: may mine be the only company that tanks in the economy to come, and I promise not to turn this blog into a whining forum. Unless I have another dang clever historical analogy to go with it. Only time will tell.

R.

*I don’t believe in stock holders. I think it is a myth used by boards of directors to do whatever they like. The stockholders are millions of Americans who are dumping money into their 401K plans. So when a company says they are doing something for their stockholders they are at best blowing sunshine but more likely taking advantage of the ignorance of their employees.

Monday, October 27, 2008

Absentee

I have been writing a story that pushes beyond anything I have done before. The story is about a man who's been living a normalish life when all of a sudden things start happening to him because of someone he knew growing up. That person has not made (in what I've written so far) nor will he make an appearance in the story. His influence will be throughout the story (or stories). I don't know how well it will work. Have any of you tried such a thing?

R.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Fiction or Non-Fiction

I’ve decided to do an edition of “Or What?” that deals with what we read. I’ve noticed differences in the way I handle fiction and non-fiction works and that has led me here to ask about reading patterns.




When I crack open a novel I find that I can burn through it in a matter of days even with work and writing and whatever else I’m doing. Some go faster than others; I blasted through Card’s Empire in no time flat, but I’m slogging my way through Madame Bovary after months. I didn’t enjoy Empire, so my reading pleasure isn’t a factor; I suppose it could be the translation factor on a two-hundred year old text. I had the same problem with War and Peace so it is quite possible. However, those are exceptions. Most fiction flies by for me whether I would wish it or not.

Non-fiction is another story. I tend to read a lot of it because being a historian is on my list of aspirations. I’m currently reading The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich. Still reading it. It is a monster of a book dwarfing Robert Jordan-sized novels and sporting that tiny text publishers seem to cherish for non-fiction. I think I am a third of the way through it. It is a revelation as to how fast a constitutionally protected nation can in the space of a decade become a dictatorship and police state by the will of a determined person who has cultivated the loyalty of the right thugs. That is all beside the point, though. I read a lot of history and a lot of geography works, along with whatever subject I find I am lacking but need for my stories. It always takes so long to get through, even if it is worth it in the end.

There isn’t much that I don’t read; if I have one area that gets ignored it is contemporary standard fiction. I usually don’t pick up contemporary fantasy or sci-fi either. I don’t have patience to wait years for the next installment only to have the author keel over before completing the series; I’m thinking of Robert Jordan and George RR Martin here. Only Jordan is dead, but everything else applies to Martin. By the time his next volume is done I will have to reread the series to remember what is going on and I’m not sure I’m emotionally up for that. I would have been better off waiting until he finished or died, but it’s too late for that. I tend to lean towards British Lit from the Romantic and Victorian periods. Some of my favorites are pre-WWII American works like All the King’s Men and anything by Willa Cather.

So what kind of things do you read? Is it strictly fiction? Specific genres of fiction? Do you have noticeable patterns when you switch types or genres?

Write On,
R.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Movie Buff

Okay,I'm not particularly buff and I don't watch that many movies, but if you do I highly recommend the blog A Noble Experiment: Like Prohibition or "The Village". You don't have to enjoy movies either, just have a penchant for dry dark humor with a touch of irony. The author, Gretchzilla ((as in the high end musical instrument manufacturer) or Zilla for short), has a Manga Monday, Theatre Thursday, and numerous observations about life, work, and college in between. So check it out.

R.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Beavis or Butthead

I felt like doing a presidential "Or What?" so I am slapping down a post I put on my family blog along with my associated comments. Feel free to add to and expound upon it.

Bad News

I can't hold it back any longer. I've seen the future, and it doesn't look good. After the elections this fall . . . politicians will continue running our country. I use the term "running" loosely. Very loosely.

R.

A family member talks about LOTR and how we should remain hopeful.

riotimus said...

Hope for the Presidency would be much easier maintained if it were Aragorn vs. Sauron instead of Grima vs. Denethor. Alas, a lot of us survived the seventies somehow, so who knows what may happen.

R.

A family member comments about being prepared for anything.

riotimus said...
It is good to be ready. Ready for anything. To throw out my analogy again from another angle, I wish that the options were Agent Mulder vs. the Cigarette Smoking Man. But what we've got is Agent Spender vs. Alex Krycek. And some people survived the Holocaust, so we'll probably be fine in the loosest sense of the word.

R.

riotimus said...
Expanding on that even more, I'd like to see Simon Snowlock vs. King Elias instead of Earl Fengbold vs. Skali Sharpnose. But then a lot of people lived through that California trainwreck a few weeks ago, so we'll probably be fine.

R.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Linkin Park or Mansfield Park

For this installment of “Or What?” I will be offering up California nu-metal rockers Linkin Park up against Jane Austen’s Mansfield Park. On the one hand you get that unique amalgamation of pop, rap, and metal that is Linkin Park, and on the other you get one of Austen’s least popular books, maybe the least.

Several years ago I saw a televised performance of Linkin Park. To say that they were sucking it up is an understatement. Chester (blonde guy, does all of the singing and most of the screaming) was all over the place trying to find some semblance of pitch. I was thinking that digital sound manipulation was a handy thing for them. That didn’t stop me from enjoying a lot of their recorded material, and I have heard enough of them sounding good live to think that the sound guy must have forgotten to turn on Chester’s ear plug monitors. I bet he woke up in a dumpster. At least that’s where I fancy I would have put him after being televised with no idea where in the hell my vocals were in the mix. I’ve made a little mix of LP songs for your listening because I know you come here planning to spend a half hour listening to the music I’ve chosen for you.




Mansfield Park was an interesting story listening experience for me. I’ve found that I have a love for Jane Austen books on audio that I never had on paper. It must be the accents. This was a hard one for me though. From the criticism I’ve read of the novel I’m not unique in despising Fanny. I found her to be annoyingly timid and I couldn’t abide all of the cringing. Of course the salt in the wound came at the end of enduring Fanny’s suffering when Austen says that Fanny is the ultimate example of womanly virtue. I would like to have seen what would have happened if Austen had stuck Elizabeth in Mansfield Park. It would have been a much more interesting story. If any of you are suddenly slammed with inspiration and decide to write that story be sure to send me a copy for my reading pleasure.



As far as redemption goes for the Fanny factor there is a little. The amoral Crawford siblings provide some interesting dialogue and intrigue to the book. I think Henry Crawford must have provided Oscar Wilde with at least some inspiration for the illustrious Dorian Gray. There are also some very touching moments, some joyous and some heartbreaking. I have to admit to feeling a lot of satisfaction when the evil Mrs. Norris takes it upon herself to leave Mansfield Park to stay with the shamed slattern Maria. It has quite a happy ending for some of the characters, the ones that aren’t evil.

So . . . would you listen to Linkin Park or read Mansfield Park? Or would you listen to Linkin Park while reading Mansfield Park? That possibly could add a lot to both experiences. Until next time, Write On.

R.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Eye of the World or Eye of the Beholder

I am listening to Eye of the World at work. What a thrill to get paid to slog through Robert Jordan. I say that because I'm not afraid of tainting your view one way or the other. So I'll weigh them in.




In his first volume of the Wheel of Time series, Robert Jordan throws down some blatant Tolkienisms (thankfully free of Hobbits or any of their renamed ilk) and starts the ball rolling on about a billion loose ends that will have to wrapped up by some guest author since trying to keep them all straight killed him. That was quite irreverent, I know, but it is mild compared to how I felt when I read volume 35 and found him still creating threads instead of tying them off. So we have the collection of stereotypes that make up the cast all in their immature and untried state, though as Aestril once pointed out the woman never stop folding their arms under their breasts no matter how much of the world they see. I'm digressing though. There is occasionally a moment of sincerity between characters that causes my heart to swell. As much as I kvetch about Jordan and his books I'm not sure why I'm listening to this, but I am.




Eye of the Beholder is the first Metallica song that I liked and started the long relationship that I have in the past call "the problem of Metallica." The fade-in intro is beautiful and being the jingoistic patriot that I am I love to hear Hetfield growl, "I hunger after independence, lengthen freedom's ring." Of course he was prophetically speaking about a rights-trampling future government at a time when the W Administration hadn't even been imagined and not aggressive foreign policy as the result of extreme patriotism. But who am I to mince words. Some one crank the Metallica and lets read some Robert Jordan.

R.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Or What?

I'm going to throw in some posts that I will think of as "Or What?" posts. They will give some eclectic comparisons and readers can sound off or roll their eyes as they will. There will probably never be anything as simple as apples or oranges. But who knows?

I also am seeing more and more of the Word Count Buddies who followed me into hiatus returning to the quill. I'm shamed. Not quite shamed enough to get up and write yet, but shamed none-the-less. So welcome back former slackers; I hope to join you soon.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Good Council

From The Fellowship of the Ring:

"Then if the Ring cannot be kept from him for ever by strength," said Glofindel, "two things only remain for us to attempt: to send it over the Sea, or to destroy it."

"But Gandalf has revealed to us that we cannot destroy it by any craft that we here possess, said Elrond. "And they who dwell beyond the Sea would not receive it: for good or ill it belongs to Middle-earth; it is for us who still dwell here to deal with it."

"Then," said Glorfindel, "let us cast it into the deeps, [. . .] in the Sea it would be safe."

"Not safe forever," said Gandalf. There are many things in the deep waters; and seas and lands may change. And it is not our part here to take thought only for a season, or for a few lives of Men, or for a passing age of the world. We should seek a final end of this menace, even if we do not hope to make one."

Gandalf would never get elected with that kind of platform.

R.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Mapping a Story

If you are stuck in your story, whether it be conventional writer's block, a lack of motivation, or just need for clarity, making a map of your world can be a useful and fun way to get things going . . . providing you aren't like me and put that in the first couple of steps when you are generating your ideas. Either way it can be an illuminating project.

It doesn't matter what kind of artistic abilities you have. If you don't believe me pull some of those fantasy books off of your shelf (or the library's) and take a gander at what is there. If you enjoy a story you might not have wasted time giving the map a critical look. There are some amazing stories out there with really bad maps. But that's not the point.

The point can be as simple or as complicated as you desire to make it. Consider the following sub points:

1)Geography is culture.

2)There is a saying among historians: Land divides, water unites.

3)For a lot of fantasy fans, exploring the map of your world and wondering how you came to create it so is almost as fun as the story.

If that is enough for you than get your pencil and go to town. If you need more convincing read on and I will elaborate on the sub points.

1)Geography is culture. Whether you are a disciple of nature or nurture, the fact is that where your character grows up is going to impact his people and their culture. Historical examples abound, but I will try to keep it to a reasonable level and not go all crazy-nerd-historian on you. If I can help it.

A dramatic example would be people of the Steppes. From the dawn of written history, conquerors and destroyers can come out of Asian grasslands to reek havoc on civilizations of both the Mediterranean and the Pacific. Military historians like to carry on about everything they did right; sensitive historians get offended and howl about how they never did anything but destroy and never left any lasting contribution to the lands they overcame. Why they conquered, and why they contributed nothing has a lot to do with geography. The Steppe is a great dry stretch of land, exposed to the worst of all dry elements: heat, wind, cold, and constant drought. The nomadic peoples of this land drive their herds back in forth in search of water and good grazing. Their are no recognized boundaries, only millennium of fighting other tribes for the grass and water necessary to survival. The men hunt continually, making an art of it that converts into perfect war tactics from those earliest records right up until the point when the machine gun finally gives civilizations a weapon with greater range and a faster firing rate than the composite bow of the nomads. Bloodshed and death are a fact of life, a daily event. Because the land won't support them, they learn to carry everything they need with them, drinking blood from the veins of their horses when there is no water to be found. Now throw a catalyst in: a severe draught, a push from more aggressive tribes, an ambitious leader bringing unexpected unity. The nomads come out of the Steppe into civilizations made up of farmers whose excess feed ruling, religious, and artistic classes. Perhaps they have an army so strong it makes its neighbors shudder. The outcome is inevitable, or highly likely based on history. The nomads don't have supply lines; they've brought all of their possessions. The nomads don't have an army; every man capable of the hunt is capable of using the same tactics on the far-less-mobile armies of civilization. And killing is necessary for the nomads survival; it is already learned before they ever encountered the future victims.

So they conquer.

But their geography has created a culture of hunting and fighting. Also inevitably they are either swallowed by the culture they conquered or drift back to the Steppe and the life they knew before. The Huns, Mongols, and Turks all went through this cycle to one degree or another.

I do know how to carry on. If you want more examples I am obviously happy to oblige, but for now I will move on to sub point 2.

2) Land divides, water unites. There are many ways to illustrate this point as well. If you look at the empires of the Phoenicians, Greeks, Romans, Byzantines, and others you will see that they were built on the ring of the Mediterranean. The Egyptian Empires all followed the Nile. The Norse culture at one point was active from Constantinople all the way to Vinland (in Canada), all using water even though they had good footholds on Asia and Europe. Speaking of the Norse, look at how using the north/south rivers of what would become Russia a number of them became the Byzantine Emperor's elite Varangian Guard while the Franks were unknown in Constantinople; the difference being that the Franks had no convenient water path, divided as it were by the land mass that alienated Eastern and Western Christianity in the first millennium AD.

3) You probably know all about this one already if you are a fantasy fan. Take heed and give your fans the map they want and need.

I have throw down a lot of theory about why to do a map. In my next post I will talk about some techniques and approaches, as well as things to avoid, ie. my personal pet peeves in other peoples maps. Feel free to take what helps and completely disregard the stuff that doesn't. Write on.

R.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

The Conference Call (A Real-life Tale in the Life of Riotimus)

East-coast Corporate Buyer #1 (ECCB1): Welcome to the California District Purchasing meeting. Let's take roll.

(People of various degrees of importance sound off)

East-coast Corporate Buyer #2 (ECCB2): Well . . . since our last call the market has taken a dump.

ECCB1: It is the same on my end. How are things in the Field?

West-coast Store Manager #1 (WCSM1): blah blah blah

West-coast Store Manager #2 (WCSM2): blah blah blah You guys suck. I think you are trying to put us out of business. blah blah blah

WCSM3, 4, & 5: blah blah blah

WCSM1: I think WCSM2 had a good point. What the hell are you guys doing in your high-backed chairs over there?

ECCB1: Do you want to take that ECCB2?

ECCB2: blah blah blah

WCSM4: Why can't you guys just do things right?

ECCB1: We do things right. blah blah blah Some day you will see why centralized purchasing is best for everybody.

WCSM1, 2, 3, 4, & 5: blah blah blah You guys suck! blah blah blah

Entire Staff of Rocky Mountain Purchasing Group (RMPG): zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

ECCB1: Why don't we turn the time over to ECCB3 for some important information.

ECCB3: If you guys would start doing your jobs this whole system would work like a well oiled machine. You can't sit on your thumbs in the California sun and expect for us to be able to do a good job in the Confederacy.

WCSM1, 2, 3, 4, & 5: blah blah blah with rancor

ECCB1: Uh, do you guys in the RMPG have anything today?

RMPG: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz . . . No. No we don't. Thanks for having us on though.

ECCB1: Let's plan on doing this again next week then.

RMPG: (hits the mute button and collectively groans)

Call duration: 1 hour 27 minutes

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Humorous and Historical

I thought in Theadra's spirit of the 80's that I would share this historical little clip.


Monday, July 28, 2008

Some Light Reading

I’ve been reading up a storm of late. Here are a few thoughts about what I've gone through in the last couple of weeks.

My Antonia by Willa Cather – brilliant work. I highly recommend it.

Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway – quite a disappointment after the way I felt about For Whom the Bell Tolls (which I think everyone who considers themselves a patriot should read). It had to do with the way he wrote the dialogue.

Lonely on the Mountain by Louis L'Amour – it was another dime-western. It’s a Sackett story, so the characters are interesting for the genre.

Cowboys North and South by Will James – autobiographical, this tells in pure (and disconcerting) cowboy vernacular the state of the cowboy in the early 20th century. I recommend it to anyone with an interest in the era or cowboy history and methods.

The Country Girls Trilogy by Edna O’Brien – I found the first to books thought provoking and inspiring stylistically. The last book and epilogue were an immense disappointment in the harsh language and bitter cynical state of things. And coming from me that should say something.
Also the last book did this thing where it switched from first to third person perspectives by chapter. Lonely on the Mountain did that too, and I did not find that to be a satisfying gimmick in either book.

The Fortunes of War (of the Aubrey/Maturin or Master and Commander series) by Henry O’Brian – these books are incredible. Read them. Read them.

Eragon and Eldest by Christopher Paolini – what these stories lack in depth and originality they make up for in the “Oh Wow” factor for being written by a kid. At least that’s what the New York Times Best Seller list would suggest.

Corpus Christi by Bret Anthony Johnston – This is a collection of moving short stories, beautifully written, and without a happy ending to be found. Stories of “empathy,” I believe BAJ would call them, and I recommend them to anyone who enjoys a bit of melancholy in their fiction.

The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner – this was written in the “stream of consciousness” method, which to me is a lot like vomiting words on the page and sending it to the publisher. He probably poured over this stuff to make sure it was perfectly dense, though. Thank goodness for Wikipedia. Without the brief explanations they offered there of the time-warping through three different time periods text I don’t know that I would have ever followed it. It is a classic though, and interesting from the perspective of a writer.

All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque – this is a chilling tale about WWI and the horrors of war. It is one of the rare books I’ve encountered written in the first person present tense. I recommend it to writers just for that reason, and not just because it is an incredible story.

I’ve almost always got more to say, so if you want elaboration or any of that just say so. Write on.

R.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Endgame



So Season V of Shogun Wars finally came to an end last night. Lackhand and I finished strong, considering that we have played very little for weeks or more. I was quite happy with my final placement in the Hall of Legends, considering that a while back some of my nemesis' clonish henchman decimated over two thirds of my earning capability.



LH and I had moved to the less-populated island of Hokkaido anticipating retaliation for the nimble strike we did on our enemy. He declined to retaliate personally, claiming "strategy" as the reason, but sent his clones after us. They found LH untouchable, but gave me a thrashing. We stayed on Hokkaido, me to lick my wounds, LH for the decline of time-in required to survive. At the end I moved back to Honshu, while LH stayed on Hokkaido.




I promised Elyena to sit this next season out, and I intend to use my extra time for some writing and blogging.
R.

Friday, July 11, 2008

Almost There

I am on the verge of being back, both to Write On and to the Writer's Union. Thank you all for the support and for not forgetting me.

R.

Thursday, May 08, 2008

What of the Muse?

Dang him. If you believe in him, anyways. I was reading Blog Ing's Writing Log and he was talking about sitting in front of the paper for an extended period without anything coming out. In the mean time Theadra has got more bouncing in her head than she can get down in the time she has.

I fall somewhere in between.

Ing's experience made me think of the problem that we all deal with at some point.

That made me think of something I read at Holly Lisle's site a long time ago. Don't ask me where; as she like to tout, she has over a hundred-thousand words of free writing advice over there. I'm sure one of the other Buddies who has read it all can vouch that what I'm very leisurely getting ready to talk about is, in fact, there somewhere.

Holly has scenes that she has a cute name for - candy scenes? something like that - scenes that she was incredibly excited about writing. She would make them into a reward. When she had written so much tying-together material she would allow herself to write the scene she was so excited about writing before.

I've been doing that a lot with the story I'm working on now. It started in my mind as a few roughly connected scenes that I am trying to turn into a 16k competitor for WotF. I hope you are sending lots of positive writer thoughts this way, because the space between those scenes is going a lot like this: blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah. Anyways, sometimes thinking of muses is a muse ing. Or a muse Ing. What do I know? If I had written this much for my story tonight I would be this much further along. Hopefully it helps somebody somewhere, if only in the sense of shared empathy. Or something.

Write on.

R.

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Observation

Some people are clever. Some people are prolific writers. Some people are both. At least there is rock and roll for the rest of us.

R.

Friday, May 02, 2008

Leppard on the Loose

I heard that Def Leppard was releasing a new album and I did some reminiscing about those pop-rockers. There path has been an interesting one. By the time I was old enough to know about the Leppards, they were already the one-armed-drummered-pretty-poster-boys for glam rock. Leather and spandex, ugly guitars, the one-armed drummer - they had it all. I bought Hysteria on cassette at a fair. I wore it out. Then I discovered something very interesting: they had done other albums. How novel. I made a powerful discovery then, one that I will share with you, if you don't already know. In their early years, the Leppards were a driving force in the NWOBHM with the kind of impact that led young bands like an unnamed garage band that would become Pantera to learn and play the album On Through the Night from beginning to end.

So . . . I have put up a new player to the right. It only has three songs. I know you want to know why if they had three albums before Hysteria why I could only find three songs. First off, I tried not to put anything that was remotely a hit on there. Okay, Too Late for Love still gets a lot of air time, but I was desperate. The web site that does the players there did not have a single song from On Through the night. Not a one. I recommend Rock Brigade or Sorrow is a Woman if you want more vintage stuff.

These are just some tunes that might surprise you if thinking of the Leppards instantly makes you start humming Two Steps Behind. Watch out for the B-word in Let It Go, its right in the first verse, but do take note of the fine cow-bell work. The drummer did have both arms in those days. The riff in H&D should speak for itself, and as I already said, TLFL is just a fine tune that leans more towards their old sound than where they were going by Pyromania.

As a sidenote - I have a friend who refuses to listen to Led Zeppelin on moral grounds but thinks the Leppards are swell. Keep that in mind as you enjoy these tunes.

R.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

They Got Rhythm

So the other day I was driving and heard The Wizard by Black Sabbath on the radio. It got me thinking about some of my favorite rhythm section moments.

This is a funny post, I know, because there will inevitably be someone who will read this and think "Those guys suck," but that is why I said favorite and not best. Anyways, knowing that there are many drummers and bassists who are more capable, at least on a technical level, I find that the two rhythm sections that make me wish that I were a drummer or bassist are the killer combos of Geezer Butler and Bill Ward from the early Black Sabbath days and John Paul Jones and John Bonham from Led Zeppelin.

I really tried to find someone who wasn't from the late sixties/seventies, mostly because I wasn't even alive when some of my favorite recordings by these guys were done, but I just couldn't. I've wondered if it was the era - with so much being done that was fresh and rock really breaking with its core building blocks of pop and dance music. Whatever the reason, I find something in the rhythm sections of these two bands that I don't hear, even from bands that are undeniably better.

I have put some songs into my player dealy to the right. It was hard to decide what songs to pick. Actually for Black Sabbath it wasn't bad - The Wizard and War Pigs are probably the most amazing recordings from an amazing duo.

The Zep was tougher because what Bonham and Jones have together is a lot more subtle. To really appreciate what they do I think someone would have to listen to their entire catalog with the intent of not being distracted by Pages "I'm the coolest guitar player in the world so I can get away with having the ugliest guitar tone" noise or Plants crooning.

I chose Good Times, Bad Times mostly because of the bass drum. I've seen drummers try that with double bass and still not pull it off. (You're thinking of Portnoy and suspecting that those drummers must suck. Indeed, they were small timers, but who in the pro scene compares to Portnoy anyways?).

Immigrant Song is an incredible tune; it is probably the most intense of anything Zep did, but at the same time Jones manages to drive some amazingly melodic playing into the choruses.

Whole Lotta Love doesn't have anything in particular, it just rocks and it is short. I've always thought that Page was the king of awesome riffs who should have brought in Clapton or just about anyone else for the lead work. The two exceptions to me (cliche as they may be) are Stairway to Heaven and Whole Lotta Love. So stay tuned through Plant's animal noises in the interlude because the solo right before the song comes back in is a rare moment for Jimmy Page.

R.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

House Keeping

I have fixed the link to Blog Ing, for those of you who use it, as well as adding a section of links for Word Count Buddies. In this group of links is the page that I am keeping track of my work-in-progress word count. I think that's about it tonight.

R.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

One More Thing

Because I know all of my readers need another thing to do. Do any of you submit to Writers of the Future?

For all I know all of you do. If you don't, I think I'd like to throw the idea out there that we do it. It is a contest started by L. Ron Hubbard and carried on by big names like Anne McCaffrey, Orson Scott Card, and Kevin J. Anderson. The pot is huge and the winners and top finalists are published in annual editions of Writers of the Future Volume Whatever.

So here is my reasoning in this:

1) It is quarterly, ongoing, and there are no entry fees. That means that there is a deadline every three months to shoot for.

2) It is judged by successful writers, not given-up writers turned editor.

3) It helps establish a habit of getting your stuff together and shipping it out, and building your Resistance to rejection notices. There is more to our business than just being an artist. For more on that I recommend Holly Lisle's site which is packed with eye-opening info about the business from someone very particular about their status as a "full-time writer."

The longest works that they accept are 17000 word novellas, and I have the impression that most of the word buddies are working on novels. I will share two thoughts and then mind my own business. As much as I am able anyways. First, Ender's Game was originally published as a novella and later expanded into the very successful novel that it is. No, that had nothing at all to do with WoTF, but it goes to show that sometimes it is easier to get a foot in the door with a less risky smaller piece than a novel. Second, hugely successful writer George R.R. Martin says on his website that if he were trying to break into the fantasy author scene that he would start sending short stories to the many short-works fantasy publishers out there, and that after getting a few of those published the big presses would be begging for a novel. I might also point out that Martin's Song of Ice and Fire series was preceded with a novella which introduced readers and publishers to his world.

On the downside, I do get e-mails from them regularly offering me deals-of-a-lifetime on back issues of the books, but they aren't that bad. The other thing is that I bought a few volumes and did some very crude word count calculations and I found that virtually all of their published stories fell between 15 and 17k, and there were none shorter than 12k in the volumes I picked up. So besides the habitual skin-thickening benefits I mentioned earlier, if you actually want to win you have to get your story as close to the 17k limit as possible without going over and without crappy filler.

I obviously am not there yet, but in the most prolific writing period of my life I worked around the quarterly deadlines (March 31, June 31, September 31, and December 31) to keep my momentum. I actually had a four-step submission plan where I sent the new story to WoTF first, then another publisher next, a third, and finally a fourth as it was rejected to keep my name out there and increase my odds at selling some stories. It was just as I really got the system working that I reached critical mass with school and turned all efforts into completing my bachelor's degree. Now I am thinking about getting back into that and would like to invite you all to come along.

R.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Really Writing

Okay, I'm really not the slacker I've seemed to be. Technically challenged perhaps. Poor in regards to communication perhaps. But I have been writing. Today I did 105 words for a total so far for this story of 727. One day Liz and I will get this password thing worked out and I won't be the only Word Count Buddy sporting a big fat zero.

R.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

100+

I think about 116 today. For this story total 511 so far.

R.

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Early Start

I got up early and did some job work, and then I wrote another 175ish words for the story I started yesterday. Very satisfying.

R.

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

The New Story

Today I started a new story, and surprisingly enough, it didn't start out with a name. Very unusual for me. Anyways, 126 words on it today.

I have a question and I don't know if this crowd has an answer, I obviously don't, or I wouldn't have to ask. I have three stories (including the one I just finished) about the cowboy-turned-dude-wrangler Hobb and his adventures from his teens into his young adult life. One is about the loss of a horse, another about taking a herd of horses where they never should have gone, and the last about drag racing and ditching cops. Any suggestions for where to send them? For all that Hobb is a cowboy they aren't really cowboy stories, but maybe they would be considered to be by the masses. Any tips would be welcome, as I'm ready to start adding to my collection of rejection slips now that I'm out of school. Speaking of rejection letters, did anyone read that essay that I linked in my NULC post? As a receiver of many rejections I found it very helpful. Hope everyone is writing their guts out. As soon as I get my login stuff for the Word Counter's page I will start logging my word counts there. Really. I will.

R.

Monday, April 07, 2008

Back in the Drivers Seat

I was going to say back in the saddle, but since this story was about drag racing, the seat seemed more appropriate. So there was a misunderstanding a few posts back where people got the idea the I'd finished the Railhead story, but it is finished now.

Final word count for the first draft: 1581.

Don't forget to check out the "mammoth post" about the NULC below. It is full of semi-helpful stuff, and it is what I spent days writing instead of finishing Railhead.

R.

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Offerings From the NULC

Today began the National Undergraduate Literature Conference. I decided to submit even though I 1) graduated in December (found that this does not break the rules) and 2) had missed the deadline by several days. Did I let that stop me? Not after being shut down by them last year. So having learned my lesson about genre-bigotry I submitted, lately as I mentioned, my story Last Dance of which I have referred in posts past. Despite these things the story, ungenred as it was, had no problem getting me in.

Since most of my readers are aspiring writers, I have decided to put down the things that I learn and the things the authors said at the NULC here and hopefully you will get something worthwhile from them. Or maybe you will just end up reading big long stories about how cool I think everything is. Okay, here we go.

Eleanor Wilner

The convocation was given by Eleanor Wilner, a celebrated poet. She spoke of what in the States we derisively refer to as “political poetry,” but that in Russia is fondly called “citizen’s poetry.” In other words, poetry that is concerned with social and political wrongs. She said that the poet’s trade is in words, and because of that the poet has a responsibility to make sure that the right words are being applied i.e. that a duck is being called a duck and not an amphibious feathered bird of interest. You get the idea, I’m certain. She read stirring poems by (forgive me for not being up on the poet scene) important poets in the fight for truth regarding the state of our affairs in the world. It was filled with rhetoric, but very powerful and if I didn’t feel like a poem’s power lay in its syntax I would try to paraphrase some of the poems that she used in her speech. In referring to violence in writing (she was referring to poetry specifically) she quoted the great writer Willa Cather (in a quote that I can’t seem to find on the internet to get right, so you’ll have to suffer with my paraphrase) saying that it is the thing unmentioned (not shown?) that is haunting. I think of the powerful climax in Oh! Pioneers and I would say she knew just how much to put in to make that scene linger, even without graphic detail. Wilner spoke of how even though there are very few now who believe that we are at war for the reason the government tells us that we are at war that “silence is consent.” She may have been quoting someone else on that, but I only recall the message.

Today she did a reading of her own poetry. One poem that she read was called, I think, “The Muse.” She introduced it by reminding the audience of the Gordian Knot, the person by whom it could be untied being worthy to rule the world. When faced with the Knot, Alexander of Macedonia, called the Great, pulled his sword and cleaved the knot in twain “setting the precedence for Western problem solving ever sense.”

Geoffrey Wolfe

At the Banquet, Mr. Wolfe read a monologue set as a presentation to a Senate committee in the not too distant future where as an investigative reporter, at that point “a person of interest,” was being forced under duress to answer the question “How did we get here?” in regards to the stripping away of civil rights in the name of defense against the elusive enemy, terrorists. He did not do much by way of explaining his craft, just read the monologue which thoroughly disturbed most everyone in the room for one reason or another.

Bret Anthony Johnston

Two years ago Lackhand and I went to the NULC together and met BAJ. If anything I say here seems unbelievable, LH can probably vouch for the apparent character of the author based on our shared experience with him at that time. He has written a highly acclaimed and very moving collection of short stories called Corpus Christi and is the Director of Creative Writing at Harvard.

Yesterday as I was walking out from the Convocation a few minutes early to catch my ride, there was BAJ talking to someone in the hall. He stopped his conversation and, offering his hand, said, “Hey, it’s Riotimus, isn’t it?” Yeah, in real life I am riotimus too. Actually I think riotimus may be a state of mind as well as a historical figure, but I digress. So he says he saw my name in the program and that it is good to see me again. The timing of this was great, because I had just been felling nettled about coming on time to an event (an event that I was dropped off for and had to meet my ride at the specified ending time, hence my leaving on time when the event was not over; I digress again) so I was on time and feeling a little vexed by the way the Conference Coordinator and the authors were sitting exclusively in the front row being important as the clock ticked on. The earnest friendliness of BAJ forced me to abandon my conclusion that success and becoming a self-important chump were inevitably linked.

Doing the play by play is making me weary, so I am going to just try to nail the main points. After all, earlier I said 'today' but since I’ve been working on this for three days I don’t know which ‘today’ it was. I had the opportunity to spend a decent amount of time with BAJ at the conference. I found him to be earnest, encouraging, and much less impressed with himself than the far-less-successful Conference Coordinator. I was going to write out some of the conversations we had as evidence of my conclusion, but you’ll just have to take my word for it and corroborate it with Lackhand’s experience with him two years ago.

BAJ spoke at the luncheon after the Conference Coordinator talked about how much work and sacrifice it is if we want to be a writer. BAJ took the podium and said, “I must humbly disagree with [Conference Coordinator]. You already are writers.” He went on to say that it is the act of writing that makes a writer, not number of published works or money generated by works, etc. He went on to say that he doesn’t believe in talent, inspiration, or the muse—he believes in work (or [butt] in chair time], that writing is a vocation, an act of witness, and that there is nothing more important that we can do. He then read his essay On Rejection; or Dear Author, After Careful Consideration a very humorous look at the not-so-humorous facts of writing and rejection.

At a reading later in the day, he talked about how the story needs to be greater than the author, and that the “story that turns out the way the author intended it to sucks.” Regarding character, he said that the two most important things to know about your characters is what they want, and what they’ve lost. He likes to try to see the world through his character’s eyes, then put them in a vice until either they or the vice break.

Question and Answer

The NULC ended with a Q&A, which I will write about today, 'today' meaning the fourth 'today' involved in recording my thoughts and observations about the conference. Different students asked questions, some of which either the questions or the answers were not worth transcribing here, but those that I found helpful or thought could be encouraging to the writers that read Write On I am going to put down. The author’s answers are paraphrased unless in quotes. Here it goes:

What tips do you have for young writers?

BAJ: Establish a writing habit. It takes 21 days to establish one, so get to where on the 22 day if you don’t write it all feels wrong. Read what you want, write what you want. (I have to insert here that the previous question which I did not bother with here was about what they read. Their answers varied, but BAJ said that if he came across a subject that was completely without interest to him that he would seek out information on the subject to find out what about it was uninteresting. In this way, he said, he “has come up with many story ideas in a mercenary kind of way.”

EW: “It’s like that verse in the Bible about how “habit is the chain that ties the dog to its own vomit.” Or maybe I changed that one to suit my own purposes. Change is a constant in the human condition and I am terrified of habit.”

GW: All the writers he knows that are glad they are writers are voracious readers. Have patience. Work to be in a state that when you finish a story you ask yourself, “How can I make this better?” Don’t believe in “sample prophecy;” meaning don’t take the failure of one story (either personal dissatisfaction or rejection for editor/publisher) as a prophecy of all things to come with your writing.

EW after hearing GW’s answer: Read. We learn from osmosis. Listen to the world around you and to other people. I think that she was talking about catching the details having awareness of what is going on in the world, not letting others constantly change your direction; I base that on the fact that even though she is a poet what she mostly reads are political rags and newspapers, and if you find a sample of her poetry you will see that she has no fear of being outspoken.

Does a writer have to have connections to get published?

BAJ: “A writer has to believe that good work will find an audience.” Connections aren’t necessary. Literary journals always want to claim they’ve found the next big thing, so they are a good place to start for the unpublished. If you have some unknown publications, that should at least build your confidence, which is a key ingredient to making it as a writer. BAJ came to the NULC 13 years ago and author Ron Carlson was one of the authors. Carlson said that “If you do anything for fifteen years you will succeed.” BAJ took the challenge and published his first book in ten. He talked about a line from the movie, The Shootist, in which someone tells John Wayne’s character that if he would wear his holster in a different place he could draw faster. I couldn’t find the quote online, but the response was something like, “You don’t have to be fast, you just have to not miss . . . “ Wherever the Duke was going with that, BAJ said that you don’t have to be a fast writer, you just have to show up and write every day.

EW: Don’t worry about publications. We are young still. Learn and write and try new things. Learn the craft. Don’t worry about what publishers and editors want, just find your voice.

Do you outline?

GW: He does a course chronological outline on 3x5 cards (and then, and then, and then . . .) then he mixes them up and puts them back together in “a more cohesive way.”

BAJ: Outlines stifle. “Writing is an act of discovery.” The novel he is currently working on had a six-hundred page first draft. The second draft he cut to three-hundred-and-fifty pages without missing anything. It has four distinct story lines, so he took a different colored sticky note for each story line and put a sticky note on some poster board for each of the lines. If there is a clump of yellow, he will mix in some pink, etc. However, that is after a complete draft or two have been completed.

How can writers contribute to the world?

EW: “Use what you have, say what you think.”

BAJ: He doesn’t believe in theme. He believes in stories of empathy, and that what the writer can offer the world is to engage in an act of empathy on the page.

GW: He quotes writer Stanley Elkin as saying that writing is “revenge against bullies,” and said that writing can offer a correction of balance. To illustrate this he talked about how good stories are about the underdog, not the top dog and the writer can level the playing field.

How do you make a living as a writer?

BAJ: Very few fiction writers don’t have a day job. He teaches. There have been times that he has made enough to not have to work, but he is good for five or six hours of writing. After that he said he would just be hanging out with other writers talking about writing, so why not do it in a classroom setting. As a writer, make a living any way you can that won’t keep you from writing.

Last tips?

BAJ: Don’t let anyone convince you that writing is an indulgence. We write because of our fascination with twenty-six letters and the combinations that only we can come up with.

GW: “Do not be suckers.”

Conclusion

So sharing this has ended up being a more massive undertaking than I initially envisioned, but it was good to recollect the things I saw and heard. I hope that all of you take some tip or encouragement away from this. If you have any questions about something that I didn’t address fully or anything really, please ask.

I have to thank Elyena for all of her support and encouragement, and for making it possible for me to have attended the NULC. I would also like to thank the Word Counter’s Union for their presence and impatience here as I get my bearings back. With this post done, I will get back to my fiction.

Write on.

Riotimus

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Where Have I Been?

About a week ago I went into work and found out that half of the staff was going to spend this week in California doing training for some delinquent stores. Where was my memo? Dog ate it? Well, it basically meant that the number of stores that I purchase for doubled, and I am still new at my job. It has been a week of unparalleled suckiness. I hope the Word Counter's Union was not too abandoned by my absence. I know from the comments that I was missed. I think I am back now. At least I will be after the NULC.

R.

Monday, March 24, 2008

150 or So

I closed my story and I'm too weary to open it again for the actual numbers, but it is growing. I think it will be done in two or three more days. By done I mean written to the end, not ready to be sent out for publication or anything. Thank you all for your support and welcome to the new . . . faces? Names? Still haven't wrapped my mind around blog etiquette just yet.

R.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Got my 100, barely

115 today
743 total for this story.

R.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Three Points, or Maybe Four/ MS&T II

It will depend on how many I recall by the time I am done with this post.

1) I wrote 300 words this morning, moving right along with the Railhead story.

2) Where can I get one of those daily word count dealies that the Word Count Unioners all have on your pages?

3) You might wonder how I could be ranked so highly in my Shogun Wars posts and continually falling in the the link at the top of my page. The answer is that right now Shogun Wars has two games going: Genshu and Pheonix [sic]. Genshu is getting my main efforts, Pheonix [sic] is getting maintenance. Therefore I'm holding onto the top ten in Genshu and sinking like a stone in Pheonix [sic]. Perhaps the day will come when I do well in both. I'm not going to hold my breath.

4) Notice the nifty little music player to the right. I got it from my brother Zilla's new blog and loaded it with some of the music that I spoke of in my 25 album post a while back. If you haven't heard any of those songs I recommend taking a listen.

5) I finished The Dragonbone Chair. In update to my last post, I noticed that Binibak keeps dragging Simon along, but it is not because he is known to be the secret hier of the world, but because Binibak feels obligated to fulfill Dr. Morgenes request that he be looked after.

That's it for now. Write on.

R.

Friday, March 21, 2008

100 Word a Day Challenge

I've been reading about this challenge for several days and been wondering if I am up for the commitment. I still don't know, but I'd like to find out. Therefore, I am going to participate. I didn't want to post until I'd written something, and I got a little over-excited and did 320 words instead of a hundred, but hopefully I erred in the right direction. I will be writing some more short stories for now - still not ready to become immersed in the novel at this point, but I figure that as long as I'm writing, that is the important thing.

Tonight I worked on the intro to a story called Birthday at the Railhead, another Hobb in his youth story. So far I have the young lads crammed into a pickup throwing around some insulting banter. My brother Zilla might recall the real-life experience from which I'm pulling some of the setting for the story.

I feel like I am a fringer here not knowing anybody in the Union but Daeruin, but with any luck I will "airn" my place therein.

And a thank you to Ing for the kind words and quote over on Blog Ing. Write on.

R.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

It can happen to anyone . . .




Even Riotimus. A moment of glory some time starting around 5am but definitely over by 8:30 caught forever by the handy snipping tool. You might also notice that we had three in the top twenty, a wonderful moment for the League.
R.

Friday, March 07, 2008

Shogun Wars 3/6/08


The League has 7 players in the top 100. It's true. If you don't believe me, you'll have to sign up and find out.
R.

Sunday, March 02, 2008

MS&T I


For a long time while I was trying to get through school I have wanted to re-read Tad Williams' Memory, Sorrow, and Thorn trilogy. These are great books that take common fantasy concepts and smash them with a smithy's hammer. For those of you that are reading Martin's Song of Ice and Fire series, he claims that it was MS&T that renewed the belief that good adult fiction could be written today. I am going to try to post the occasional thought, quote, or insight from these books as I read them. I should have started doing this when I first cracked open volume I, The Dragonbone Chair, but I didn't, so you will get a couple of ideas crammed into one post. But who am I kidding - that is probably the way all of these posts will be.

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My first thought will be regarding the main protagonist, Simon. He is a dislikable young man. That is how I have been thinking of him. But then I asked myself, "Self, what is your issue with young Simon?" I realized that he is just too real for comfort. He thinks things, says things, does things like everyone I know did when they were young (I was trying there to avoid using myself for the example, but I think it is true based on my observations). His foolishness creates a sense of discomfort and embarrassment as I remembered doing similarly ridiculous things.
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The thing that impresses me about this tale is that even though Simon is the "hero," he doesn't get the help that are the mainstay of much fantasy. No one is looking out to protect his secret heritage (ala the Belgariad) or pushing him into a quest (ala the Shannara series) or hunted because of his special powers (ala Wheel of Time). On the whole the only consideration he gets is from Doctor Morgenes who had a fondness for his deceased parents, everyone else is fairly apathetic to his existence and what he does with his time. He does end up with the guide in the form of Binibak the troll, but since Binibak doesn't know what is going on either I don't put that on the level with Gandalf, Allanon, Belgaroth, or many others who are filled with secret knowledge and power. In TDC the guides don't hide information and speak cryptically because the are supposed to be mysterious, they simply don't have any answers. The major events of this book that will have repercussions through the series are all results of his own decisions, at least at 2/3's way through. It has been a long time since I read these last, so I will try not to say too many things that are wrong because I've forgotten what happens later.
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Now for a little quote from Tiamak the Wrannaman, who is pondering the gods and his unbountiful hunt that leaves him eating root soup: "As he climbed the long ladder from his moored boat to the little house perched in the banyan tree, Tiamak vowed to be content with soup and a biscuit. Gluttony was an obstacle, he reminded himself, an impediment between the soul and the realms of truth. As he reeled the ladder up onto the porch he thought of She Who Birthed Mankind, who had not even had a nice bowl of root soup, but had subsisted entirely on rocks and dirt and swamp water until they combined in her stomach and she whelped a litter of clay men, the first humans."
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So what does that make the humans? Tiamak doesn't say, but Williams has given us a good hint, has he not? Oh, the irony. I didn't know that was considered whelping.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

A Little Writing News

I got word last weekend that my story "Last Dance" about the cowboy-turned-dude-wrangler Hobb was accepted into the National Undergraduate Literature Conference. It was good news especially since I had just finished another Hobb story called "The Cliff." It feels good to do some writing again.

R.

Friday, February 22, 2008

Because You Care . . .

About how the fearless Shogun Riotimus is doing. I knew it, so here you go.


Thanks for caring,
R.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Twenty-Five Albums - Take Them or Leave Them (Hint: Take Them)

This was going to be a list of my favorite ten albums. I found that to be impossible. So here is my eclectic list of twenty-five albums I think everyone should listen to twice for their own sake as well as for everyone around them. My disclaimer is this: these are all good albums on the whole, ie there may be albums with better songs that also contain filler, intentional or otherwise, and I only allowed myself one album per band/artist (not an easy thing to do for me with some of these). Outside of the top five they are in no particular order. I wrote it in Word with a neat list which did not copy into the Blogger. I've done the best I know how to make the format presentable.


Metallica - . . . And Justice for All – I have addressed the problem, as I see it, with Metallica here. I can recall being an underclassman hanging out at the convenience store next to the high school during lunch, and occasionally at other times. I had borrowed Master of Puppets at an earlier time and while appreciating the aural pummeling it gave me, I was otherwise unmoved. One day a hoodlum pulled up the gas station in a little hatchback with the back filled with speakers blasting Eye of the Beholder. The impact that it had caused me to re-evaluate my opinion of their material and even now they remain one of my favorite bands.


John Mayer Trio – Try – Forget “Your Body is a Wonderland.” This live album is power-trio blues-rock in the tradition of the Jimi Hendrix Experience or Cream, and is a strong album for any musician with interests in the blues or incredible live performances.


Dream Theater – Scenes from a Memory – This is my favorite of their albums, a concept album as it were with an interesting story and their usual amazing musicianship. I chose this one over all of their others on account of LaBrie’s voice: operatic singers tend to leave me annoyed, and LaBrie falls squarely in that camp, and on this album he annoyed me less than on the others. On the “Fatal Tragedy” solo there is a point where Petrucci plays the same basic melody once legato (with hammer-ons and pull-offs) and then again tremolo picked (picking every note). It is beautiful and one of my favorite moments in music.


Candlebox – Lucy – This was a great rock band around the mid-nineties, overlooked because they weren’t grungy enough for the grungers nor glam-metal enough for the butt-rockers. Kevin Martin has a haunting voice and Lucy is filled with great songs without any of those pesky f-bombs that made the self-titled album require so much editing around the kids. I really like the way that they bring a little jazz into their rock, my favorite example is “Rain” from the self-titled album, so I guess you will have to risk those waters if you care to hear it.


Nickel Creek – Nickel Creek – This is great acoustic music from a bluegrass trio who have been playing together since they were little kids. All three sing and are amazing at their respective instruments. I saw them a couple of summers ago, and they are fantastic live as well as on the record. On the first instrumental track mandolinist Chris Thyle does a long legato run that is an amazing accomplishment on an acoustic instrument.


Shadows Fall – War Within – Many years ago I thought that I was a metal fan. Two or three years ago I started listening to music on Launchcast with its music filtering options, and I set my preferences accordingly. What I learned was that it wasn’t that I was a metal fan, but that I am a rock fan has some favorite bands that happen to play metal. Shadows Fall is one of the metal bands I was introduced to that I didn’t hate. As a matter of fact this album really brings together a lot of things that I like about other bands in one place: tightness like Megadeth, Slipnotish vocals, pounding riffs like Black Label Society, and a sense of melody like Iron Maiden.


Seether – Disclaimer – To me Shaun Morgan’s voice is the best of Kurt Cobain mixed with Aaron Lewis. There are some intense songs on this album, and even if you have the edited WalMart version you won’t want to play this one straight through with kids around. “Fine Again” is a powerful song about wrestling with one’s inner demons and Seether really put together all of the best aspects of nineties music into this album.


Bon Jovi – New Jersey – Cheesy? Perhaps. I remember as lads someone gave Zilla and I a VHS with videos recorded on it (from those days when MTV played music) and we watched “Bad Medicine” over and over again. This really is a great record, good from beginning to end and featuring some of Richie Sambora’s best guitar work.


Led Zeppelin – Led Zeppelin II – I think this is their best album. Although many of my favorite songs are spread across their albums, this is one that showcases the best of everyone in the band and I can listen to from beginning to end. John Paul Jones is my favorite bass player of all time.


Cross Canadian Ragweed – Cross Canadian Ragweed – The darlings of alt-country (or at least they should be) this is the first major-label release from a working band that would probably be considered a rock band if not for Cody Canada’s Oklahoma drawl. This album should be in the Good Songwriting 101 required listening.


Default – The Fallout – This one made it on the list on account of every song being a gem. That is pretty much it. Great rock n’ roll.


Jerry Cantrell – Degradation Trip – This stuff is pretty incredible. If it is not enough that it is Jerry Cantrell (half, or arguably more, of the brain and brawn behind Alice in Chains) then I will point out that Robert Trijullo, who played with Suicidal Tendencies, Ozzy Osbourne, Black Label Society, and currently Metallica, laid down the bass tracks for this double album.


Lacuna Coil – Karma Code – This band was doing female/male dual vocals in a hard rock format long before “Bring Me to Life” awakened the possibility to America. They are Italian and this album is incredible on every level.


Nirvana – In Utero – Cobain’s sonic scream and less of the post-production polish that made Nevermind such a hit with the masses. It is a great amalgamation of punk-indie rock and catchy hooks. Jani Lane must have rolled over in his apartment when he heard this affront to over-production in all genres.


Pearl Jam – Pearl Jam – This is a great album with excellent musicianship and strong songs. It is more intense than Vs and they make good use of their triple guitar approach in the textures of their songs.


Queensryche – Empire – This is my favorite album by these guys with the most unique sound. The songs are great and the band plays brilliantly.


Radiohead – The Bends – This is one of the best alternative albums ever. I’ve been in bands that covered songs off of this album and it is just fun to listen to and to play. Good all around stuff.


Stone Sour – Come Whatever May – This one is no good for the kids, but I have never heard a better cross of metal and alternative, as illusory as Ing has pointed the idea to be. Corey Taylor may have the coolest voice in rock and roll, and the music is beautiful. It is the closest to what I would want to make if I were a rock star. But I’m not. I just rock on when I can, and write on the rest of the time.


Stone Temple Pilots – Tiny Music – Their earlier albums left them labeled as Pearl Jam imitators by people who know enough about music to hear two guys singing in the baritone range and decide that means one band must be a bunch of charlatans. Tiny Music is an album that really showcases some of the best of STP’s work as musicians. It is also the only album they have done that is great from beginning to end, but don’t let that stop you from enjoying the single-coiled rock from this great band.


Toad the Wet Sprocket – In Light Syrup – This is an album of songs that did not make it onto their other albums. I find that there is something pure in the demo-style recording in which most of the album was done. Songs like “All in All” and “All Right” have amazing grooves, while “All She Said” should move anyone who is in touch with their feelings. Several of the songs, maybe more, start out slow or even flat weak, but every one of the is a diamond by the end.


U2 – The Joshua Tree – I didn’t put this on the list because of “With or Without You,” but in spite of it. Actually I think that is a powerful song and I have always been impressed with the Edge’s ebow work on it. Songs like “Red Hill Mining Town,” “In God’s Country,” and “Bullet the Blue Sky” are ingenious socio-political commentaries in a format that really rocks, or pops at the very least (although I think it would take somebody pretty hardcore to deny that the driving bass line in Bullet makes that song a bulldozer of sound).


Veruca Salt – American Thighs – I like to think of VS as a female AIC with the chilling vocal harmonies of Nina Gordan and Louis Post over a raw, aggressive musical background. There are many who can’t stand this album. I say listen to it. Then listen to it again.


Alice in Chains – Nothing Safe – Speaking of AIC, I could never pick one of their albums and so I have lamely put their best of collection here. Layne Staley and Jerry Cantrell had something awesome when they sang together, and Jerry’s guitar work suggests that if the grunge movement had failed to catch on that they would have been fine in the butt-rocker society that was in place.


Gin Blossoms – New Miserable Experience – This one is on the list because of its sing-a-long value. Nothing mind boggling in the realm of musicianship or talent, except the ability to write meaningful songs with good hooks.


Slaughter – Stick It To Ya – This album is actually not that cool. It is on here because it is the best mixed album I have ever heard. The frequencies everyone was playing in, the room(s) it was recorded in, the way they did their post-production—something was magic here, something that Slaughter never got back on any of their later albums. There are some cool riffs, and “Fly to the Angels” is still awesome. I saw them live twice back in the day, and they were better live than in the studio. Blas Elias played the second show I saw with a broken nose because he was being a fool before it started. He stuffed tissue in his nostrils and rocked all night. After the encore Mark Slaughter told the crowd what had happened and that they were taking him to the hospital. If he hadn’t said anything I would have never noticed.


Perhaps you noticed that it is almost in alphabetical order, but not quite. I will let you come to your own conclusions regarding that. So there is my list. If you don’t agree, hopefully you at least listened to them twice like I asked you to, nay, implored you to, for your own sake and that of the world around you.
R.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

In Case You Were Wondering . . .

I am on the third page of my new story. It is another story about Hobb, the cowboy who would end up a dude wrangler. He is just a lad in this tale though. It feels good to be writing. Hope everyone else is having as much progress (more, hopefully) and I will report more when there is some.

R.

Sunday, February 03, 2008

Resting On My Laurels

Maybe it isn't a good idea, but with the Superbowl happening today I couldn't help but remember this, one of my favorite posts. So if you have never read the musings of my archive or have just forgotten feel free to check out Riotimus vs. the Superbowl.

In further news, I think I have finally decided to start writing again for real with some loving nudges from the beautiful Elyena and from Lackhand. If I don't count this post (which I shouldn't so I won't, I guess) I will start on Tuesday. I am also inspired to take back up the pen by young Zilla who has been slapping ink himself. My excuses are being taken away from me left and write and it seems that the time is now to resume my efforts.

On another level, I have been inspired by Ing's top-howevermany albums and have been considering doing one of my own. It was a lot of fun reading his.

For now, write on, and I hope to have a positive report to give on Tuesday about my authoring efforts.

R.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Still Kicking . . .

I'm still here and living. One might think that with all of my new spare time I would be posting up a storm. Alas, I have not. I am in the process of reorganizing and restructuring my schedule for the most benefit to my family and my writing (of the fiction kind, not the blogging kind, though that will undoubtedly fit in too). So soon you will hopefully be reading more reports about my writing experiences and less rambles and musing. There will be some of those anyways, I'm sure. I can't help it.

In the meantime, I have been introduced to a new band. I know most of my readers are hard-rockers of various taste, but I will share just in case anyone feels divergent. The band is called Son Volt and they are an alt-country band in the style of Cross Canadian Ragweed. And by alt-country I mean defying the Nashville songwriter/hit factory method and writing their own music like a real band does. Their sound varies from song to song with some sounding like a cross between southern-rock and The Smiths and others sounding like a cross between Dylan and Haggard. No real "country" sounding tunes to my ear, and I've been exposed to more country than anyone should ever have to be. It did not shake my world at all, but it has a good groove and I am always ready to support a band willing to write.

So, I'll be back soon with something to report about my writing. Have a nice day. And Write on.

R.