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  • What Genre Is This Thing?

    The closer I get to the end of the revision process, the more I need to answer a few basic questions about this piece.  I mean, what am I selling here?  The choice of the word “selling” is intentional;  I know what I’m writing.  The question is how to describe it to people who buy books (aka, readers) so they know what they’re getting.

     

    • Is it sci-fi? Space opera?  Space fantasy? Adventure? Alternate history?  What genre does a retelling of an Irish myth fit in to?  What if it’s… IN SPAAAACE?  The protagonist is possessed of some wacky ‘powers’, but they’re based in scientific theory.  Spice that lets you see the future sounds a lot like fantasy, but Dune is sci-fi.
    • Is it a novel? It’s long enough to be called a novel, but is word count really the only defining quality?  It feels like a novel, if a short one.
    • And most importantly, is it any good? Once I’ve finished, will I have done what I set out to do?  Will it be worth reading?

     

    The first two will decide how I classify this thing to the customer, which check-boxes I check on Amazon’s site.  The last… best not to think too hard about that one.

     

    The word count is in that weird middle-space between a novella and a length publishers want to see.  Will the self-pub revolution loosen the laws of nomenclature?  Will mid-length works become more readily available?  Or is my book just missing a few chapters?

  • The New Sci-fi Archetype: Courier Girls

    What is it about courier girls?

    Odd synchronicity/confirmation bias as I read last night.  I finished Zero History and read issue #1 of Image’s new comic Nonplayer.  Both feature characters I hereby declare to be a sci-fi archetype:  the aforementioned Courier Girl.

    Examples, you ask?  Fine.

    Zero History: Fiona. London courier working for Bigend (kinda).    Young, attractive, cool, streetsmart, competent.  Motorcycles about town with ease in her deeply scratched yellow helmet.  Rides an unremarkable Kawasaki.

    Nonplayer: Dana. Not sure yet where she lives.  A city.  Future.  Spends a lot of time playing an MMO.  Young, attractive, cool, streetsmart, competent.   Delivers tacos.  (Note:  this comic is gorgeous.  Go and buy it.)

    Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World: Ramona Flowers. Amazon delivery staff in Toronto.   Young, attractive, cool, streetsmart, competent.  Vehicle of choice: Rollerblades.

    Note the goggles.

     

    But where did all start?  To my knowledge: Y.T. from Snow Crash. It all goes back to Y.T. (short for Yours Truly).   Kourier in post-fall Los Angeles.  Angrily independent, dangerous, smart, and did I say dangerous already?  Deals with a mafioso,  a hacker/swordfighter/Cosa Nostra pizza Deliverator, cops, creeps, and a very scary obsidian-knife-wielding Aleutian without batting an eye.  She rides a smart-wheeled skateboard down the highway, magnetically harpooning herself to the cars for speed.  She’s it, man.  Do.  Not.  Mess.

    After running into four of these characters, I think I can safely say we’ve got an archetype.  Keep your eyes open for more — if you can catch up with one.

  • On Book Trailers

    I’m still a little fuzzy as to how we live in a world where book trailers exist.  Do people really watch these things?  I’ve never seen one tweeted, posted to Facebook, etc.  And it’s not like I don’t know people who read.

    Maybe it’s a logical extension of cover art.  You’ve got your text.  You want to give someone a sense of what’s inside, and you want to do so in fractions of seconds.  Sword, glowy magic, vaguely celtic rune thing. Vector illustration of a thin, racially-neutral woman smiling while walking.  Black and white picture of some dudes in uniform.

    (This leads to some trends, of course.)

    With the creation and distribution of video content becoming less expensive by the moment, why not extend this to a trailer?  Makes sense, I suppose.

    I’m currently reading Zero History.  Haven’t read any Gibson since Neuromancer, and wanted to see what’s up.  Not only did I not realize it was part of loose series, I didn’t realize it was about clothes.  Clothes.  The surprise has been part of the enjoyment for me; would I have picked it up from the trailer?

     

     

    Not watching works if you’re gonna read the book anyway and like to go in blind.  But in most cases, why not watch?  It’s no more than you’re going to get from a blurb or a review.

    And the next question — when I finish my current project, do I have to make one of these things?  Man, I hope not.

  • A Fan Content Proposal

    I e-spoke with a very talented illustrator t’other day about purchasing a print of one of her pics.  Trouble is, the image in question not only depicts a scene from a major science-fiction franchise but also includes the most famous text from the book.  So she doesn’t want to sell prints out of fear the Big Copyright Machine will come for her and her loved ones.

    The work is there.  There’s someone willing to pay for it (namely me).  Should be pretty straightforward.

    I propose a solution: legitimize the sale of art based on existing content.  50/50 split between the artist and the copyright owner.  Somebody draws a bitchin’ Samus and sells it as a T-shirt on Cafepress, Nintendo gets 50% of the sale.  The copyright owner has the ability to cast Cease-And-Desist on anything they don’t like, for example a piece that doesn’t fit with canon or represents the character in a way they dislike.

    Does this open the gates for people other than the owner to make money off their content?  Yes.  But it also provides an easy revenue stream they don’t have to do a thing to maintain. Maybe follow up on a few folks to scare ’em.

    Do I need to use a buzzword?  How about “crowdsourced”?

  • Characters as Old Friends

    Played through the new Assassin’s Creed DLC last week.  Yes, yes; I know I should be writing, but a guy’s got to take a break now and then, right?  RIGHT?  And why not go back to Roma?

    Allow to confess to you my delight at seeing dear old Leonardo again.  And that’s the thing — for a moment, it felt like I was seeing an old friend for the first time in years.  Not some NPC, not a character in a movie.  Someone I’ve watched grow and change.  Someone with whom I have interacted.

    Now, before you get any images in your head of me weeping into my hankie at the sight of polygonally-represented Renaissance artists, let’s move on.  The question is, why was this different?  I’ve seen recurring NPCs before.  Why did I smile when this one came to the screen?

    "Of course not.  Just allergies."
    *snif*

     

     

    The representation of the friendship between Ezio and Leonardo has been very satisfying throughout the series.  In stalks a murderous thug, an armor-padded linebacker.  Up from the ink-stained desk rises the bird-boned polymath.  One man-hug later and you’re in.  These two guys are genuine friends and have been for decades.  Leonardo is more than the Merlin or the Q — he’s an actual part of the main character’s life.  These guys know each other.  The last beat of the DLC (which I will not spoil here) drives this home particularly well.

    In a form surfeit with square-jawed white males in their thirties whose entire emotional range starts with a wisecrack and ends with a grunt, taking the time to show an actual friendship between men is a worthy accomplishment.

  • Agented? HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE?

    People watch plays.  They do.  They leave their houses and sit in the dark to watch people pretend to be other people doing things that aren’t real.  It’s like Plato’s Cave with an intermission.  Now, if we accept the above statements as true, it is safe to assume that someone must be responsible for the generation of these plays.  They don’t occur unbidden in nature to my knowledge.

    Part of the playwright’s workload is asking people if they’re interested in seeing a script.  “Hey, I’ve got this script about love and loss in 1400’s Amsterdam.  Sound cool?  No?  OK, no big.”

    I’m in the process doing this currently, and received a response I found odd:  “We only accept unsolicited scripts from agented playwrights.”

    What?  Who are these agented playwrights you’re talking about?  I assume you mean “people who have agents because of the other writing they’ve done and decided to try a play.”  If there are agents out there who will represent someone based on the $25 they’ll get payed every two years, please let me know.

  • Hello (again) world!

    Sure I’ve done some blogging.  I’ve even had a little site or two.  So, what can you expect here?   Stuff about writing.

     

    You see, I think I’ve pretty much bored my friends and associates to pieces with my thoughts / wordcount updates / coffee-spilling-on-my-laptop stories.  Now, through the miracle of web technology, I can yap on at length and no one has to pretend to be interested!

     

    So what’s up?  I’m nearing completion of the first draft of my magnum space opus.  I’m trying to get one of my plays produced.  I’m [NON-DISCLOSURE AGREEMENT].  Et cetera.  Feel free to stop in for updates.

  • Netflix Streaming to PS3 — Good So Far

    Image representing Netflix as depicted in Crun...Image via CrunchBaseToday is the first day that you can stream Netflix to your PS3 without the disc.  And about time.

    Setup takes all of about three seconds, so no concerns there. 

    A much-needed improvement to the feature has been made — you can search.  Not just your instant queue, search the whole catalog in the app.  Also, the buffering seems to have improved from what I can tell (from the first few minutes of Interview With the Vampire, anyway.)

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  • Star Wars Status Updates: A Response

    Please find below a Facebook status update exchange re: Alderaan. Don’t believe the hype. (Other than mine, names changed to protect the foolish.)

    Mike Wines
    Please put this on your status if you know,or are related to someone killed on Alderaan when it was obliterated by the Death Star. My wish is that people will understand that the Empire is a band of murdering scum. The Rebel Alliance wants only to bring peace to the galaxy, but the evil Empire continues to kill innocent civilians. 93% won’t copy/paste this. Will YOU make this your statusforat least one hour?

    Alex Livingston
    I don’t normally talk politics on FB, but you have drawn me out with your conspiracy theories.
    An entire planet destroyed by a battle station? A man-made moon? This baseless nonsense has been sent around the galaxy in forwarded emails and treated as if it were fact. The explosion of Alderaan is the greatest tragedy in recent memory, and marginalized political groups trying to bend the facts to suit their ends is shameful.

    Fact: The only accounts of the “obliteration” of Alderaan via a mysterious “Death Star” come from terrorists.

    They allege that they destroyed this massive station and killed everyone on it. No witnesses — convenient.

    Fact: Until the Alderaan event, no one had ever heard of this alleged moon-sized battle station.

    What purpose would a Death Star serve? Why would Coruscant pay for something that large when warfare is known only to history? Who would they use it against? Not the systems, surely. Why would the Empire destroy its own tax base? Any pirate threat has never required more than a few twin-ion-engine pilots to bring to an end.

    Fact: Only days before the Alderaan event, the archaic and bloated Galactic Senate had finally been dissolved, with authority over the systems being moved to regional governors.

    After the sad end of Alderaan, this “Death Star” story was invented by the elusive terrorist organization. They play on the fears of the citizenry — the breakdown of the Empire into chaos. I urge you not to take the incendiary rumors sent around by gun-toting backwoods types seriously.

    Mike Wines
    Your points are all very interesting Alex. However, you failed to address one small issue. Where’s Alderan?

    Alex Livingston
    The planet of Alderaan is gone. The exact cause remains in the realm of conjecture (a fact the terrorists are all too happy to exploit), but I am much more inclined to believe that some kind of massive geophysical disaster destroyed it than that the government blew up a weaponless planet without cause or warning.

    The reduction of the planet to asteroids is very telling — what kind of technology exists that could do such a thing? The Death Star “argument” infers that the Empire not only built a base of unprecedented size in complete secret, but also developed a world-destroying weapon under the same cloak. The term “far-fetched” does not even come close. Again, what would be the use of such a weapon? The Empire has no enemies; we are one united galaxy. And the only people with anything to gain from making us believe otherwise are the terrorists.

    Bill Kelly
    Fortunately, i did not have any family on akderan, however, I did have 2 sisters and their families contracting on the new DeathStar. They were lost in the newest terrorist plot, which has also brought about the end of our peace abd the demise of our fair and beloved leader, Palpetine. So, now I ask you, are the murdered parents of my neices and nephews the same merciless scum that you so vehimently prosecute? I think NOT!!! they were innocents! i think you should rethink your stance, sir, before you offend one more likely to draw first!

    Alex Livingston
    Mr. Kelly –
    Thank you for your letter. I write to you from prison, placed here by your illegally installed new senate, may the blood never be washed from their hands. My unflagging loyalty to the Empire and the iron oath I swore to defend her have made me an enemy to the dandies who now swarm over beauteous Coruscant. After Endor, I did not skulk in shadow as was the wont of the terrorist; nay, I spoke my fidelity, knowing it would place me here.

    It truly saddens me to hear of the untimely passing of your sisters. While the tears of one called “traitor” may not serve to assuage your family’s pain one jot, I extend my condolences nonetheless, and I beg you to accept them in the spirit they are proffered.

    I hope it is not too painful to set your memory back to the last days of the war, but I must ask — how came your sisters to work on what you call the “new DeathStar” (sic)? To my knowledge, women did not serve in the Imperial Navy, an example of the humanitarian leadership under which those soldiers fought and bled. The Death Star was built by the Navy Corps of Engineers, military men all. Civilian contractors never set foot on the base.

    There is a legend of the noble Lord Vader’s first visit to that ill-fated space-station in which it is told that the officer who received him promised that his men would work overlong to ensure its completion before its grim purpose need be realized. His men, not civilians.

    The construction of the battle-station was a brilliant coup by my beloved Empire. The success of the fallacious rumors of a Death Star (maudlin name, really) put the Navy in a position where to not build one would seem to be weakness. How could the good people of the Empire feel safe if the greatest technological marvel ever built had been destroyed by a band of angry criminals? The Navy needed to build a better one to assure the public they were well-protected, and so they did.
    The world-destroying laser beam was an impossibility, of course. A large cannon was built into the base, but it was meant to be used only for the harassment of capital ships. The myth could go only so far.

    The terrorists won that day, and what choice did the people have but to celebrate? The statue of our fair Palpatine on Coruscant was torn down not out of joy, but out of fear. Who would dare be called “loyalist”? Very few, I assure you.

    As for your offer of a duel, I must play the part of coward. Even were I free, I would decline; I abhor blasters, you see. My pacifistic conscience was allowed to flourish under the Empire, but I’m afraid the new world – built on the bodies of honorable Navy men – cleaves to violence too much for me. Even from my cell I have heard rumors of a return of the order of the Jedi, the thugs of the old senate. They state themselves to be peacemakers and ambassadors, but I ask you what needs a diplomat with a sword?

    All I can ask is that you think on what I have written, as I have thought on your note. And as for your challenge, I offer an alternate — a duel of spelling.

    Bill Kelly
    Mr. Livingston, firstly, allow me to apoligize for my typing… i never claimed to be a typist, and attempting to do so on a qwerty cellular comlink occasionally ends poorly, however, I MOST CERTAINLY AM ABLE TO SPELL. Secondly, you were not the subject of my violent outburst. That being said, you most certainly may step onto the field should you so desire. you claim to be a pacifist? Perhaps,sir, you are the reason that your beloved empire has fallen!?! Lastly, you state that there were ni civilian contractors? Were you there? you assume truth in all that you read? If so, I have an entire wikipwdia volume for sale at a very reasonable price!!! Forget, never for a moment, that history is written by the victor. My sisters and their husbands were in fact “civvies” in the project which was so very ill fated. It is the likes of you, the “sheep” mentality, accepting all that is laid out nice and neatly for them that has ruined this galaxy for all time.

    Bill Kelly
    I appologize for my candor, alas, it is late and the Corrillean Ale, and my emotions, have gotten the better of me. Perhaps, when next we speak, it will be of happier tidingd. Adeiu

    Alex Livingston
    Thank you, Mr. Kelly, for your correspondence, and for proving my point for me.
  • l’Cie Tattoo Finally Real: First Gamer Known to Get the Arm Ink

    Yes, the day is here.  The L’cie tattoo has left the world of fantasy and entered the realm of crude matter.  Major kudos to Crawlerbasher for making this totally airwolf ink happen.  Follow this link for the full pic.

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