Randomness for 5/18

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1) Producer Linda Obst on Why movies suck so much right now. Don’t miss the comics fanboy outrage in the comments.

2) 2010 Best illusion of the year. For best effect, watch the video before reading the article.

3) Robbing from the poor (writer)–how NOTTINGHAM, a script that featured the Sheriff of Nottingham using CSI techniques to track a wanted terrorist and which was the hottest script at auction in Hollywood for a while, became the completely tedious ROBIN HOOD. Aka why modern movies suck part 2

4) You know how neat-freaks have germ pron? This is vertigo pron. Gah! Heights!

5) Why I don’t get Archie comics for my son anymore.

6) via madrobins: A real-life Miss Marple for the internet age. International access to chat sites, fake online identities and suicide pacts. Jesus, this would make a great book (and I’m sure someone is already writing it).

7) Inappropriate Golden Books.

That dream I had last night?

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Not a dream. I thought I dreamed that muscle cramps in my leg woke me screaming in the middle of the night. Apparently, either my wife had a similar dream (in which she woke up terrified and worked on my leg until it was better) or it really did happen.

Shit. Drinking water now. Will have a banana soon. Have already apologized to her.

Weird.

Not online much

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I’m just dropping a quick note before going back to today’s pages.

Reminder for Seattle-area folks! The low-budget horror movie I wrote, THE DEAD FEED, about a group of friends who receive video feeds showing one of their number being murdered before it happens, will have its world premiere this Thursday night 5/20, 7pm, at NW Film Forum.

I’ll be there with camera in hand so I’ll have photos of the event. Maybe video, too. If you can be there, be sure to say hello.

Today

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It’s gorgeous outside. Sunny, warm and inviting in the way that only Seattle can be. So of course I’m stuck inside trying to finish today’s pages.

With luck, I’ll finish a little early and have time for a walk and some reading. Then it’s a trip to the library and lunch in Fremont with an old friend I don’t see often enough. Later this afternoon I’m sure I’ll be playing a little Freedom Force vs. The Third Reich.

But only if I finish these pages. Logging off.

ETA: Done!

Kolchak and Minuteman, together at last!

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I just got a call from home saying my package finally arrived. Inside are the two Kolchak TV movies, along with the entire Kolchak the Night Stalker TV series.

I should also have received the disc for Freedom Force vs. The Third Reich.

Weekend, you are planned.

But I’ll tell you, I’m bored with my own blog! I have a crap load of work to do on my website (reorganizing, mostly) but I’m tired of the things I’ve been talking about and I’m generally feeling uninspired.

So, I’m going to give the Kolchak videos a watch (I also have the complete season of The Dresden Files) and write a little bit about every episode. Why not? I will love them and laugh at them and make disappointed faces, too. Hopefully, that will satisfy whatever has been making me restless lately.

Asker or Guesser?

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First, you should read this short article in the Guardian. The writer claims it will change your life but really it’s just an interesting tidbit.

For them who won’t click, a quick summary: Some people ask for things with the expectation that they may hear “No,” which they’re perfectly fine with (“Askers”) . Some people try to figure out if they will get a “Yes” answer before they ask, so they won’t make the other person turn them down (“Guessers”).

In our culture, there’s a strong push to turn people into Askers. If you want something, you ask for it. If you don’t want to give someone something, you say no. Simple, right? Even I, a lifelong guesser, have been known to tell people that “If no one has told you ‘no’ you haven’t asked for enough.” We don’t seem to have a lot of respect for the Careful! I don’t want to put you in an awkward position! feeling.

And of course these things work in a spectrum. It’s easy to say “No,” to phone solicitors or sidewalk activists. On the other hand, most guys won’t ask a woman for a date unless they have a reasonable expectation that they’ll say “Yes.” (Right now, women reading this are skimming through their memories thinking about the losers and creeps they’ve turned down–“That guy thought he had a chance? Him??”)

So it’s a continuum, and we priviledge people from Ask Culture even as we realize we all have a different sense of when asking goes too far. And that’s why I wanted to talk about this one time I was snubbed.

Telling the story briefly, at a crowded event I ran into another writer that I have something in common with. I said to her: “Hi, you’re another writer [thing we have in common].”

Her response was to glance at me, exclaim “Oh!” and turn her back.

Snub! It was a busy situation and I moved on to something else, but a little while later I had a chance to think about it, and I decided what she did was completely right and awesome.

It happened again later, when a mutual acquaintance introduced us. She looked uncomfortable. I said “Nice to have met you,” in a way that obviously meant “Goodbye,” and she returned the sentiment and moved on. Easy!

I’m being deliberately vague here for a reason: I don’t want people to think badly of this author, though some people undoubtedly will. Personally, I’m glad that she was willing to act on her instinct. She decided, for whatever reason (she’s a young woman being approached by a 300-lb middle-aged man with a shaved head–I wonder what that reason could be?) that she had a bad feeling about me and she acted on it.

How much better would this culture be if women felt free to turn their backs on men who gave them a bad feeling? If they didn’t feel bound by cultural expectations of “nice” and “good manners” and could just walk away?

Okay, maybe she didn’t turn away because she felt threatened. Maybe I smelled bad (I’d just showered that week!) or maybe I had mustard on my shirt. I know I did a booger-check right before the event. But the why doesn’t really matter. She said “No” to meeting me (figuratively-speaking) and that’s Asker culture, and I wish we had more of it.

As a side note, I sometimes read blog posts by writers, agents, or editors from wannabe professional writers asking for favors–a referral, a crit, whatever, and those wannabes act out when they’re refused. Is that Asker Culture in action? I don’t think so, since being an Asker means accepting that you might be turned down.

I think of them as Clueless Guesser Culture. They believe every social norm means they’re going to get a “Yes,” but are shocked and angry when they don’t.

I should send a link of that article to Lee Goldberg.

Under the heading “Good News”

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I am informed by Reliable Sources that the Delivery and Acceptance check from Random House is on its way. Yay! Man Bites World is now officially turned in. All I have left is title it, review the copy edits and galleys, plus whatever promotional stuff I have to do.

I feel unemployed.

Five Things for a Friday

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1. After weeks of trying to figure out how to fit exercise into my schedule (“What do I give up?” and “When would I have the energy?” being the most important considerations) I suddenly realized that I could squeeze a long walk into my schedule after I finish my shift at my day job, but before I come home. This week I’ve been walking the bus route toward home for 30-40 minutes, and it’s working well. Soon I’ll bump that up to an hour. It means giving up some reading time at the bus stop, but it’s worth it.

2. My feet and leg pain is back. See number one above. I haven’t told my wife about it because it freaks her out, but it’ll soon be obvious because…

3. Our Mothers Day jaunt will be a trip to the park. Lots of walking. Lots of greenery. She loves long walks outside and considers them an essential part of her spiritual self-care. Unfortunately, our son only ventures outdoors after an hour of whining and misery. But we’re doing it, for her. I expect to be in a lot of pain, and to be stuck in the middle.

4. Also this weekend, a very good, very old friend will be in a nearby town. Will he be able to visit? Will I be able to go visit him? No clue.

5. I’m pretty much committed to making a book trailer for book three. Nothing much is going to happen to it at least until the fall, after Game of Cages (aka book 2) comes out. No rush. I will, however, be watching a ton of trailers in the meantime to see what I like and don’t like.

Surprising 6th item: The pre-writing for The Buried King is at the absolute worst part–I have all the characters set and what they want. I know how they’re going to try to get what they want. What I don’t have is a clear idea of how all the conflicts are going to play out.

Truthfully, I don’t need to know this exactly, but I have to have enough information to be sure that the protagonist is going to have conflict with each of the antagonists, and I need to know that each conflict is going to be different. I’m not there yet, which means I’m ready to start writing chapter one but I’m also not ready. Frustrating.

There was supposed to be a surprising seventh thing, too, but I can’t remember what.

FAQ Generation

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Reading through the thread at Suvudu about what an author’s website needs, I realized how badly I need to revise my site. One thing I need is a FAQ (apparently).

So! Do you have any questions you think I should address in a FAQ? Ask away, please!

“I hate the imperialist west, but I got such a great deal on this coat!”

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This is going to be long, so I’ll establish the subject matter and lay in a cut.

During Pizza Week (aka, while my wife was out of town) my son and I did quite a bit of video gaming. Generally, I played and he sat beside me telling me what he thought I should do. The best game we played, the most fun and the most enthralling, was Freedom Force.

I’m going to break this up into sections:

1. Why a long post about Freedom Force?
2. A perfect game? Um, no.
3. Why my son loved the game so much he wasn’t interested in the last couple of levels (hint: it’s not because he didn’t want it to end).
4. What about the sequel?
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