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My book’s been released into the wild …

I came across Bookcrossing a couple of years ago, when I attended the Aurealis Awards in Brisbane and someone ‘released’ a Doctor Who book into the wild. I found it nestling on my car windscreen, took it home and adopted it. Much later I released it to a secondhand book shop where I’m sure it made lots of friends before being adopted by a reader. (Not a true bookcrossing, but my version of it).

Apparently the third book of my King Rolen’s Kin trilogy, The Usurper, has been released into the wild in Spain. The ‘releaser’ (if there is such a term says):

‘a good end to a fantasy series that kept me enthralled and I couldn’t turn the pages fast enough. The political plots, the hidden agendas, the magic, it all makes this an interesting tale of good, bad, and all that lies in between. ‘ (see more here)

I hope my book finds a good home …

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Obssessive moi?

Something Trudi Canavan tweeted about trying to keep track of multiple narrative threads made me look at what I was doing. I’m in the middle of cleaning up The Outcast Chronicles trilogy. They are big FAT fantasy books with multiple narrative threads that weave in and out.

Because I work and have 6 kids, I’m constantly interrupted and the only way I can keep track of the story is to keep a document open on my second screen that covers the book chapter by chapter, scene by scene with a note of whose VP the scene is in and a sentence about each scene. To make sure I’m not neglecting a narrative thread I colour code the narratives.

This way I can see at a glance if a character is getting too much time on centre stage.

The thing is, when I devised this method I caught myself trying to colour code the narratives based on the personality of the characters, because colours have personalities don’t you know. (Synaesthesia, anyone?)

There, proof that writers are weird.

 

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Reading …

I LOVE books. I love reading…

I can just remember a time when I couldn’t read. I was about 2 and my mother had a decorative tile in the bathroom with a list of what should be done to clean the bathroom before you left it. I resented that tile because of the scribbles on it because they had power over me. By the time I started school at 4, I was reading. I don’t remembered the ‘Oh’ moment. I do remember being pages ahead of the rest of the class and getting trouble because I didn’t know where they were up to.

In his post on the development of reading as a tool and a skill, Changizi draws an analogy with language and music, both of which appear to be instinctive in that there are certain portions of our brain devoted to processing them. But:

‘Why is reading a problem for language and music instincts? Because, like language and music, our ability to read also has the hallmarks of design. …and yet we know we have no reading instinct.

We know there’s no reading instinct because writing is too recent, having been invented only several thousand years ago, and not taking hold among a large fraction of the population until just a few generations ago. There’s a good chance all or most of your great great great grandparents didn’t read.’

He goes on to argue that reading, rather than being instinctive, is a tool that we developed to fit in with the way our brains work.  In his post on Writing the Superpower. He says that we are so good at reading because the technology of writing is:

‘not simply some new untested technology, but one that has been honed over many centuries, even millenia, by cultural evolution. Writing systems and visual signs tended to change over time, the better variants surviving, the worse ones being given up. The resultant technology we have today allows meanings to flow almost effortlessly off the page and straight into our minds. Instead of seeing a morass of squiggles we see the thoughts of the writer, almost as if he or she is whispering directly into our ears.’

And he makes this point about readers (as listeners):

‘writing has allowed us to be much better listeners than speech ever did. That’s because readers can easily interact with the writer, no matter how non-present the writer may be. Readers can pause the communication, skim ahead, rewind back to something not understood, and delve deeper into certain parts.’

So this is why I love reading. It is effortless. It just flows, filling my mind with ideas and insights.  Conversely, I love writing because that is the other half of reading.

I love building the world and the people, layering it with rewrites, creating a story which the reader participates in by bringing their own life experience to it. For instance, I had to read Lord of the Flies for school when I was fourteen. I found it fascinating and I identified with Piggy. When I was twenty I read it again. This time I saw so much more and I identified with Simon, the mystic. When I was thirty-five I read it again. And again I saw so much more in it. This time I identified with Ralph, the reluctant leader.

So a book grows with you and you grow. It isn’t static. Now isn’t that an amazing thing?

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Retro Serenity

I saw this and being an SF nerd, had to share it. Don’t know who came up with it, but Kudos to them. ‘Glorious Technicolour!’

Love  Firefly, I use it as an example for all sorts of things when I teach – dialogue, world building, interesting shots, etc.

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I’ve done it!

I’ve bought something just for me, something completely self indulgent, something beautiful. I’ve never done this before.

I’ve bought Lord Leighton’s Flaming June (1896)

I saw it years ago and loved it. Forgot what it was called, searched catalogues for it and finally rediscovered it. Now I have it hanging on my wall. It is a strange feeling. I get a little thrill every time I look at it.

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Why I love people …

I love people because they get so enthusiastic about the things they love. For instance, you’ll be watching a program on gardening and the presenter will happily sink their hands into a pile of manure while saying what wonderful it stuff it is for the garden!

Take a look at this. It is the annual Battle of Hastings re-enactment.

Just think of all the hours of work that go into those costumes, of the weapons practice and the massive organisation that this took. And they do it all for FUN.

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Dancers are Different

According to Scientific Blogging (yes, I am a nerd) dancers DNA is different from the general population, even from athletes, who also need high levels of stamina. Here’s the article.

Apparently, dancers have a tendency towards spirituality expressed through movement and the desire to communicate this. My uncle was a ballet a dancer,  which was something of a anomaly in Brisbane in the 1960s so he had to be really driven to dance.

I wouldn’t be surprised if they discover that writers have different slant in their DNA. All creative people are driven to create, otherwise why would they put up with the pain and lack of recognition? We certainly don’t do it for the money. LOL

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Fancy becoming a hobbit?

According to BBC New Entertainment & Arts, Peter Jackson is looking for short people to play hobbits in the movie of the same name. (Following on from yesterday’s post ‘hobbit’ is another word created by an author that has made it into the Oxford dictionary).

So if you are a keen on the hobbit or film making, here’s an opportunity to do both. When watching the special features on Lord of the Rings (extended version) the one thing that came through clearly was how dedicated everyone behind the scenes was to getting the film just right. Clearly it was a life changing experience for many and they were sorry when the making of the films was over.

There just aren’t enough opportunities for creative people to work on something great.

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Pratchett Insight

I came across a blog post on Pratchett’s books which says, much more eloquently, how I feel about his works. Here’s where you can find the full post.

‘Pratchett’s use of dwarfs, trolls, vampires and numerous other species as denizens of the Discworld epitomizes this. They started off as standard fantasy archetypes, reflecting the earlier Discworld novels’ genesis as a parody of fantasy cliché, but as the series progressed, they are developed into people, so that readers forget they have rocky hides for skin or fangs’

I love the way Pratchett uses the fantasy world to make us look at ourselves. Fantasy is the perfect medium for this. I did my Masters on Discrimination and Persecution in Fantasy Books. When you take a reader into an invented world and give them a character to identify with, they feel what the character feels (if you’ve engaged the reader).

So, I raise a glass of cyber champers to Terry. By the way that is an excellent cover.

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Writers are weird

Found this on writers and just had to share it. Apparently there is something going around about why dating a writer is a good idea. And this person has added to it. The original is in blod.

My two favourites are below:

  1. Writers are really passionate. About writing. Not necessarily about you. Are you writing?
  2. Writers can think through their feelings. So don’t start an argument unless you’re ready for a very, very lengthy explication of our position, our feelings about your position, and what scenes from our recent fiction the whole thing is reminding us of.

My long suffering husband will vouch for the fact that he has taken me out to dinner only to realise that my head is in a book.

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