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May 3, 2024 · 4:30 pm

May is off to a good start!

Will it stay in that groove? Don’t miss a single thrilling blog post to find out!

Monday was not particularly good as I was wiped out from a)Ravencon b)Culturequest, a Mensa general-knowledge contest that I competed in Sunday afternoon. Much as I’d have liked for all five of us to work together — Courtney, our leader, runs a tight ship — we had to do it over Zoom and we don’t work quite as smoothly. We wound up debating endlessly over the questions, slowing us down — it’s a timed quiz — and then I’d cut through the debate by pushing for an answer. A lot of mine were wrong. Oops. Though I did kill it on the literature section — more so, surprisingly, than film.

That left me exhausted on Monday. Tuesday, though, I finished a fun Local Reporter article about the new library planned for Carrboro and got started on future articles (always work ahead of deadline).

Wednesday I worked through the 1941-49 sections of Savage Adventures and got them done. Not completely: wherever I wasn’t sure how to interpret what I wrote or that it was an accurate synopsis, I made a note. Next week I’ll check the novels to make everything accurate and clear.

Thursday I sat down with Chapter Three of Let No Man Put Asunder. It’s the second big fight scene and a lot of my beta readers said it was less interesting than some of the conversations later in the chapter. I needed to change that, obviously. I needed to map it out so it worked logically. And I wanted to have more result from it than “we fought, we survived.” As Lester Dent says, action has to do more than move characters over the scenery. I studied the book Fight Write, browsed a few articles. Plotted the scene out in detail. Finally I went to work.

I think I succeeded. We’ll see what the writing group thinks, though it’ll be a while before it gets to them.

I also put in some work on the Ceaseless Way collaborative anthology and printed up the last section of Southern Discomfort. Didn’t quite get to work on it.

Oh, and I seriously worked to put the Pomodoro break-every-25-minutes approach to time management into action. While it’s hard to do exercises when I’m watching the pets (as I was most of the week) I can squeeze in five minutes every so often (ditto for their own exercises). I made my exercise goals for this week by working out on pomodoro breaks and I’m pleased with that.

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April 19, 2024 · 4:27 pm

An “on the one hand…” week

(All covers this post are by Richard Powers. No deep meaning, I just like Powers’ art)

In the sense that I got good work done but I don’t feel like I did. Partly because Wednesday I had a dreadful night of sleep and I was still trying to shake the effects off. My shoulder bursitis acted up — I pushed a big package indoors and discovered it had much greater mass than anticipated — and I had the first bad acid reflux I’d experienced in a while. That didn’t make for a comfortable night.

More generally, I feel very off-balance. That’s partly because I didn’t read much this week which always leaves me feeling not quite right. Due to some intense work and TYG’s schedule everything that wasn’t work felt off in various ways.

But the work did get done. The chunk of Southern Discomfort I was editing this month got wrapped up. I think it looks good too. The fixes include continuity (“Is this really a big reveal or did someone tell her that already?”), spelling, overuse of various words (I make way too much use of compound sentences joined by “but”) and clarity. I may drop the element of Maria being mixed-race (black great grandparent) as changes to the book make it less important than originally conceived. And because it’s less important, it’s more awkward to bring it up.

I rewrote the second chapter of Let No Man Put Asunder. The writing group said I needed to slow down and give Paul and Mandy time to think; I’ve done that. Possibly too much; we’ll see what feedback I get on the revisions. I started Chapter Three, which is action-heavy, but after Wednesday night decided I didn’t have the concentration I needed. The feedback on that chapter was that the action wasn’t as compelling or tense as the police interrogation in the next scene. That’s going to take work to fix and I wasn’t ready.

I didn’t get anything written for The Local Reporter—possible story leads went nowhere, calls and queries didn’t get answered. That’s one of the disadvantages of freelance reporting: I’m only paid for the stories I finish so there’s only so much time I’m willing to spend on possible dead ends. Nothing at Atomic Junk Shop either.

I dropped plans for a Woo Commerce store on this site for the moment. I will probably install a PayPal button for anyone who wants to order books direct from me. I’m not sure the demand is there yet for anything more elaborate. I’m still frustrated with WordPress’ Block but I’m going to stick with the Creator plan (which switches you to Block post-creating automatically) for now.

Today I wrapped up early as I’m a guest at the FantaSci convention in Durham. Drop by if you’re in the Raleigh-Durham area.

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April 12, 2024 · 4:30 pm

Dying is easy. Taxes are hard.

I’ve done my own taxes most of my life. It’s been more complicated since I moved up here and married TYG — mortgage and other stuff — but manageable. This year not so much.

Without going into detail we did a lot of financial stuff this year we haven’t done in the past. Lots more forms to fill out. Lots more numbers to crunch. And a lot of it is stuff I’m not familiar with. That’s not a huge problem — for all the crap about our incomprehensible tax laws, the IRS instructions are pretty clear — but in a couple of spots even though I was following the directions I didn’t see the logic of them the way I do when, say, calculating Self Employment Tax. This left me feeling uncomfortable, as if I must have made a mistake. I don’t think I did; worst-case scenario, they tell us to send more money. I still don’t like the feeling.

Taxes took up a day and a half this week. Otherwise it was fairly productive. You may notice one result, some e-commerce links on the dashboard at top (checkout, shop, cart). I’ve been planning for a while to try selling things I’ve published through my Behold the Book imprint directly and so I got halfway through setting up the Woocommerce plug-in. This was the free two-week trial period but I didn’t have time to give it much of a trial. Still, it shouldn’t be too expensive if I try it and it flops. I will regret the wasted time though.

The downside is that I had to upgrade to the Creator wordpress plan. It automatically switches me over to the supposedly upgraded “block” system of posting and I’ve been avoiding that. I’m sure it has amazing features that make it worth while but I don’t use any of them yet. From my perspective it’s horribly clunky and slow; posting an image, for instance, takes several more steps than it did with the old post template. Hopefully there’s a work around.

I got a Local Reporter story in about Carrboro’s efforts to serve non-English speakers. At Atomic Junkshop I discussed my recent experience watching Turner Classic Movies for the first time in years.

I got about 5,000 words edited for Southern Discomfort. I’m also reconsidering a minor plot point that’s not as essential to the plot and possibly not as logical. It’d take some editing but no big deal to fix.

Due to TYG’s crazy schedule my exercise was gone with the wind. I really need to do better but I’m not sure how.

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April 5, 2024 · 4:02 pm

My week in review, illustrated with plants

TYG took some time off recently and went gardening (hopefully everything survives this weekend’s turn to cold temperatures). As the dogwood in our yard kept poking her while she worked, she trimmed it back and brought the trimmings inside.They have now died but it was quite decorative for a while. Here’s her table of seedlings from before she planted them.
This was a good week. We’re still giving Plushie a lot of drops for his glaucoma and related issues (antibiotics for a scratch on the eyeball) but he’s doing well and we’ve finally got the rhythm down: it’s still a chunk of time but I’m finding ways to read or write between the drops. After his coming recheck we’re hopeful we can cut the antibiotics and maybe reduce the length of time between doses.

Despite the drops, I did get a lot of work done. I completed edits on Savage Adventures through 1940 so that April task is done. Mostly I’m going through the books to clarify any points where my synopses or comments were unclear — did I have the correct spelling of Pharaoh Pey-deh-eh-ghan in Resurrection Day, for instance? After that comes one final round of edits. I was going to ask a friend of mine to do the cover but I missed our coffee date due to one of Plushie’s eye appointments and I haven’t caught up since. Darn it.

I printed out the next 100 pages of Southern Discomfort and went over it, marking misspellings, errors (when I switched Maria’s POV to first person I didn’t change every “her” to “I”) and simply places where the writing needs tightening or clarifying or changing to avoid repetition. As I mentioned last week, I’m way overfond of compound sentences linked by “but.” Next week I’ll go over the manuscript and start making the changes.

I also read a chapter of the book to the writing group. I’d picked it partly because I’d rewritten that chapter to provide more context for some of the period references. It worked better than previous readings but a couple of the group members thought it could still use added context. I must think about this.

I got about 3,000 words done on the rewrite of Let No Man Put Asunder. As the group has suggested, I’m slowing down and giving Paul and Mandy chances to catch their breath and think. I’m also working to provide more context, based on feedback from last year. When Paul talks about the mysteries he found in the used book store, rather than just rattle off names it’s “three Shell Scott hardboiled PI mysteries, a John Dickson Carr locked-room mystery and two Agatha Christies” (I don’t think anyone needs context for Agatha Christie). Will that do the trick? We’ll see next time I beta-read it.

I do wish I had a firmer idea of Asunder‘s plot arc. I’m not sure now that I did enough rethinking and replotting before starting round two. However I can always stop and think some if that’s the case.I submitted my proposal for Jekyll and Hyde Adaptations in Film and TV (I imagine the title will be something close to that) to McFarland. Now I wait and see if they like it. I think my sample chapters were excellent so fingers crossed.I posted one article at Atomic Junk Shop on how comics handled women in 1968 (spoiler: not well) and on the introduction of George Stacy, Gwen’s retired-cop father and of Earth-Prime, the world where we live in the DC multiverse. I also published a Local Reporter article about Chapel Hill Public Library competing for a national award and how the Carrboro PD is working to avoid incarcerating the mentally ill.

And that’s about it, but I think that was more than enough. Whoot! Have a great weekend, y’all.

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March 22, 2024 · 3:31 pm

Well damn, I thought this would be a much more productive week

Not perfectly productive as it was my birthday week. I took my birthday off as I usually do and it went great. I made it a point not to do the normal things I do on a day off: I shopped for new sneakers, wandered around Barnes & Noble, wandered around the rest of the mall, bicycled and sat out on our deck to enjoy the garden. Nothing spectacular but TYG was working and we had dog physical rehab that morning. Relaxing made more sense, and it felt good.

I thought I’d be able to squeeze some solid work into the rest of the week but somehow I couldn’t quite muster the energy. I suspect the early pollen hit me with the kind of allergic whammy I used to get back in Florida: no sneezing, just a sense of exhaustion. It didn’t use to affect me that way here but I guess climate change is doing its magic.

Plus this morning TYG took Plushie in to the vet, concerned he had an eye problem. She has a keen sense of such things: the vet sent us to the animal eye doctor over in Cary who confirmed he has glaucoma. We came home with a bunch of drops which may be able to keep him seeing for a while yet. That used up a lot of today.
I got a couple of articles done for The Local Reporter. One on a local woman who gave her son a kidney and now fights to increase live-organ kidney donations. I discovered talking to her that it’s now possible to work organ swaps — if A isn’t a compatible donor to B and C can’t donate to D, sometimes C and A can swap recipients so that both recipients have a compatible organ.

I also wrote an article on Tuesday’s Carrboro town council meeting. While I can watch it streaming now, it’s a pain in the butt because it’s always slow going to get everything worth covering down. It’s not really worth the pay rate but I think local coverage is worth the effort.Other than that, I got a little work done on Let No Man Put Asunder and Savage Adventures. I also rewatched the 1931 Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde to give a detailed discussion in my Mcfarland book proposal.

And I got two stories in at Atomic Junk Shop, one about a couple of war comics of interest and one about the end of Batman’s New Look era. Here’s one shot of the Rogue’s Gallery gathering together, courtesy of Chic Stone.

And now I’m staring at the last week of the month and feeling I definitely won’t get everything done I wanted to. But I’ll do what I can.

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March 20, 2024 · 5:16 am

Streets you cannot walk except in books

When DC Comics started the Golden Age of superheroes, Superman and Batman were both operating in New York. That changed very quickly to assign them to fictional Metropolis and Gotham City.

In Silver Age DC, everyone hung out in fictional cities. Flash had Central City, GA had Coast City, college professor Ray Palmer AKA the Atom worked in Ivy town and so on. The cities themselves didn’t matter much, they were simply convenient backdrops: as someone once pointed out, Central City implies a location in the middle of the country but based on several issues it’s also a seaport

Marvel Comics, by contrast, located its characters in New York City. That fit the company’s image — way more realistic than those other guys! — though it was typically just as generic in Stan Lee’s work. However Gary Friedrich, who took over writing Hulk in ’68, made the most of it. He (or artist Marie Severin — under the Marvel method of scriptwriting she’d have done a lot of the plotting) has the Hulk crashing into Yankee Stadium in his first story, as I discuss at Atomic Junk Shop.
The following issue threw in multiple New York references on top of that. It’s the advantage of using real settings — they have a meaning fictional towns don’t have. There’s no emotional punch in Flash and Captain Cold destroying Central City Stadium for instance.

There’s also the advantage that if you know the setting from personal experience, writing it becomes much easier. In one scene I wrote years ago, I was having a terrorist attack on a school. It didn’t come to life until I imagined it as my old junior high school and then it was easy to visualize the action.

I set Impossible Takes a Little Longer in my old home town of Fort Walton Beach, Fla., because it was so easy to imagine — and superheroes in the Florida Panhandle strikes me, as a resident, as extremely funny. Both Southern Discomfort and Let No Man Put Asunder are set in fictional locales, Pharisee County Ga. and Bluestone Pa (there is a real Bluestone but it’s a ghost town in Ohio).

With Pharisee I didn’t have a choice: if part of the premise is that the setting is run by elves, it’s more plausible in a fictitious town than if I set it in Roanoke, Va. With Bluestone I wanted to write a more realistic setting — it’s normally magic free — and make it a large city rather than a small town. However I didn’t want to use a real city because that would require more research than I think practical (and even then I might get it wrong.

The advantages usually given for small towns are that everything’s connected; everyone knows everyone else, at least at two or three degrees of kinship; the protagonist often has a lot of family around. In Bluestone Mandy has plenty of family around and she’s well-known to folks on her street, but outside of that? The police don’t know her or her family; outside her neighborhood she’s surrounded by strangers. For some reason that appeals to me, maybe simply because it’s different from Pharisee. I’m also wondering if there’s a way I can use the Not A Small Town aspect to enhance the story … but so far I haven’t thought of one.

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March 19, 2024 · 5:31 am

Fictional research reading

(Some spoilers ahead for Wisp of a Thing).

I thought a couple of romance novels I stumbled over at the library might help me work out the character arcs in Let No Man Put Asunder better. Both protagonists are struggling to get their lives going, which is true of my Paul and Mandy. Unsurprisingly as their dilemmas are jobs and romances rather than being hunted by supernatural killers, they didn’t really help.

They did, however make me reflect that I’d be a bad romance writer. In my own writing, I’m much less interested in the struggle to get to the HEA than in the couple being together happily and dealing with whatever problems occur, as in No One Can Slay Her (available in 19-Infinity). Kate and Jennifer’s are newlyweds when the story starts, even though the relationship’s hitting a rough spot. In almost any romance I’ve seen or read, the struggle is a major part of the book; I don’t think I could make it work. Fortunately writing fantasies with a romance element seems to work just fine for me (or so I hope).

The books also made me aware that just as I’ve read many fantasies that would have been better back before 80,000 words became the floor for a lot of publishers — i.e., what would have worked at 60,000 words felt padded as a Big Heavy Book — the same is true of romance. Both these books top 300 pages and they’d have worked better for me shorter. Of course romance isn’t my go-to genre so evaluate my reviews accordingly.

ASTRID PARKERS DOESN’T FAIL: Bright Falls #2 by Ashley Herring Blake has Astrid, struggling to save her small town home-remodeling company, undertake a prestigious project, transforming the town’s venerated but outdated hotel for a TV home-makeover show. Trouble is, her head carpenter is part of the family that owns it and she’s horrified at how much Astrid wants to turn the hotel’s antique charm into something modern. Needless to say, the two women find each other the most obnoxious, most irritating person they’ve ever met, plus Astrid has to deal the possibility she’s into women (which surprised me — I’m so used to “out” lesbians in fiction it’s been a while since I’ve encountered a coming-out story). This feels like the target audience is way more into HGTV than me (but that’s a lot of people so maybe that was a good call).

FINDING GENE KELLY by Torie Jean (who also designed the cover) worked somewhat better for me. Protagonist Evie is trying to live out her dream in Paris, struggling with having disappointed her mom (where are the grandkids and the handsome son-in-law?) and with her endometriosis (the author is also a sufferer). Then Evie’s childhood frenemy shows up, alternately antagonizing and supporting her, and they wind up heading home for a family event doing the fake-relationship thing.

I like Evie’s first-person voice and the endometriosis is well handled (as far as a non-sufferer can tell). However her childhood memories of Liam make him sound more like a bully than anything which automatically got my backup. And like I said, at 350 pages this couldn’t hold my interest. But as Evie’s into films, I did find it interesting to watch Torie Jean drop movie references (a large part of Asunder) into the plot. I’m not sure she contextualizes them better than I do but she resists my impulse to shove too many at the readers at once.

Alex Bledsoe’s WISP OF A THING is the second Tufa novel and answers the questions about race that dissatisfied me in book one: the Tufa have historically been seen as people of color, been disadvantaged accordingly and many with lighter skins have chosen to pass as white, vanishing from Cloud County forever. Although that said, the book is still short on real-world POC (i.e., black rather than dark-skinned Tufa).

Protagonist Rob is a musician who competed on a reality-TV talent show despite thinking it’s crap (the book’s quite confident no real musician would do it), won, begged his girlfriend to fly out for the awards ceremony — and then she died. A mysterious old men has sent him to Cloud County and the Tufa to find a song that salves grief; the Tufa are not welcoming. Plus they’re curious because the part-Filipino Rob looks like one of them but isn’t. Plus they’re even more curious he can see through their glamor.

Unfortunately there’s assorted nastiness among the fae-descended mountain folk. One’s a magical rapist (consider this a trigger warning), several are psychos and bullies. Rob’s got his own anger issues. A creepy young girl keeps hanging around being supernaturally creepy.

Overall it worked better for me than book one and I like the vivid sense of backwoods Tennessee (though one reviewer had a point that the evil Tufa skew to hillbilly stereotypes too much). However I found Rob and his quest completely uninteresting and the book gets way too deus ex machina at times, like when we learn he can see through glamor because the “night winds” that rule the Tufa wanted him too.

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March 15, 2024 · 4:30 pm

American Airlines threw me off balance

Last weekend I went down to Greenville SC for their annual Mensa gathering. TYG, who would usually drive, stayed behind because after Plushie’s last injury she can’t bear the thought of him getting hurt when he’s with a dog-sitter who might not take care of him as well as we do (I miss traveling with her but I can’t say she doesn’t have a point). As she has no faith in my driving she convinced me to fly rather than drive the four hours. Much as I hate spending the money to fly, the trip down went smoothly, though I wound up traveling in the dark before dawn.

The trip back left me stuck for four or five hours in the Greensville-Spartansburg Airport as we waited for the plane. And waited. And waited. Below is the gate just minutes before one of the supposed boarding times.That the plane wasn’t anywhere near the gate was a clear sign we’d been denied, yet again. And the airport has a piss-poor selection of places to eat and no Starbucks — not that I drink coffee but at least they have decent tea. This place? The best I could find was Constant Comment.

Instead of getting at 3:30-4 in the afternoon and unwinding I got in 10:30. I spent a lot of Monday catching up on odds and ends and getting unwound which cost me most of the day. That threw off the rest of the week.

I did get the rewrite on the first chapter of Let No Man Put Asunder finished and started Ch.2. I did a lot of work for The Local Reporter — more time than I wanted to spend, due to feeling so off. But I did get in a story on new development and got an interview for my story for next week.

The rest of time I spent primarily on research reading. It was the right move, but disappointing. And next week I’m taking Monday off for my birthday so I lose another day.

Oh well. I intend to have a fun birthday, then apply myself with vigor. We’ll see how it goes. More photos from Mensa will go up soon.

I thought I’d wrap up with this 2019 photo of Wisp, when she was still an outside cat.

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March 8, 2024 · 4:30 pm

Two good weeks in a row? Woot!

I’ve often thought that dimension riding in Nine Princes in Amber and its sequels was a good metaphor for life. Get your mind set on the destination you want, start to shift, adjust as you go. Your goal is golden sands under a yellow sky with a forest behind you. Your first shift gets you the forest but blue skies overhead and no beach to speak of. Second shift gets the beach but the forest is now shrubs. Next shift gets you everything but the sky’s color. And so on.Similarly I had a good writing week but didn’t get anything up at Atomic Junk Shop and only had one story at The Local Reporter, about Carrboro planning to charge for public parking. But my more personal work went really well.

I worked on Savage Adventures, editing my analysis of the old Doc Savage pulps through 1940 (which ends with the ingenious lost race story, The Men Vanished). I noted several questions I’ll have to reread the stories to check but otherwise I’m done for that section.

I rewrote part of Southern Discomfort to make some of the historical details more comprehensible, something I’ll be blogging about in more detail soon.

I sent off three short stories to different markets. The third, All Happy Families, was one I set aside a while ago but looking at it recently I think it’s in good shape as is, so …

I spent a lot of time thinking about Let No Man Put Asunder. For me second draft is still pantsing but I did draft a rough outline, work on the setting (the fictional city of Bluestone, Pa.) and a rough rewrite of the opening scenes.

It feels good, particularly as I took today off for some personal errands. Also feeling good: I sold a copy of one of my paperbacks off Amazon. I can’t figure out which — Amazon’s sales reports are frustratingly opaque — but whoever you are, thank you.

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March 1, 2024 · 3:58 pm

Trixie turned ten this week

Well, as best the vets can estimate with a stray taken to the shelter at eight months old. I don’t know what awful person dumped her on the street but I guess I owe them one because she’s my little angel.If she has any flaw it’s that she can be very stoic when she’s in pain and sometimes we miss it. Plushie’s a cry-baby when he’s hurt but that makes it easier to know there’s a problem.Work this week went well. At Atomic Junk Shop, I look back at the moment Roy Thomas began indulging his two obsessions, the Golden Age and continuity problems. I also take a look at the debut of DC’s Creeper.
At The Local Reporter I wrote about development in Carrboro and a black oral history project, From the Rock Wall.

My own stuff went well too. I got more work done on Southern Discomfort and proofed Savage Adventures through the 1935 material. I also sat down and did some thinking about Let No Man Put Asunder, both the backstory (what degree was Paul working for when things fell apart?) and some of the structure. I’m not sure if I’m ready to start writing yet, but I am pleased with the work I did.

I did some more work on my self-publishing plans, writing back-cover copy for Savage Adventures and Southern Discomfort. I also came into some money which will cover the cost of setting up a Behold the Book website. I’m trying to figure out the design now, using a WordPress theme (I don’t want to spend money on anything custom).

Those of us working on the Ceaseless Way collaborative anthology held a Zoom call last weekend. It was a big help: we have a deadline (September) and a list of what needs to be done. We’ve started work on the list.

I did not get the exercising done I wanted but I’m pleased overall.

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