Five things make a post, again

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This isn’t a randomness post because it’s mostly about me.

First: This is an interview with me over at Sci-Fi Bookshelf, a new book review site. Check it out.

Second: You know that trick where people add absurd sub-titles to the scene of Hitler having a tantrum in DOWNFALL? The first person who did it had a brilliant idea. Subsequent versions were mildly funny and a good way to mock other people’s sense of entitlement. Now, though, it’s played out. Let’s stop, okay?

Third: Amazon.com is pulling some major bullshit once again, this time in their dispute with Macmillan over ebook prices.. No, I don’t want to have a discussion about what price points are “fair” for ebooks. I’m not even all that interested in hearing what you’d be willing to pay. However, Amazon.com is using the 9.99 price to push their $400 Kindles, and if they achieve the market dominance they are aiming for in the ereader device market, they will be able to set the price as high as they like, and dictate revenue splits to the publishers. This isn’t about holding down costs for readers; it’s about being the one who sets the price.

Amazon.com is looking at long-term benefits, which is why I’m looking more and more at Indiebound.org. You order the book and have it shipped to you at home–or if you want to avoid shipping costs, you can pick the book up at your local independent bookstore.

Fourth, via Laura Ann Gilman: Google founders plan a stock sale that will surrender their controlling interest in the company. Whether they have lived up their company motto of “Don’t be evil” or not (and with the Author’s Guild book settlement, I say most emphatically not), they’ll have to change the motto to “The shareholders have certain expectations of short-term profitability.” Even if you think Google can be trusted with the IP they’re confiscating now, can you trust the shareholder-led company they’ll shortly become?

Fifth: After three days of waking early (and starting my writing early) due to morning nightmares, I was finally tired enough today to fall back to sleep after a bad dream at 4:30. Damn. And I’d been so productive, too.

ACORN follow-up

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Sometime back, I condemned ACORN in my blog because of what the sting operation had revealed about it. It seemed outrageous–almost unbelievable that ACORN volunteers would tell a (supposed) pimp and prostitute how they could hide 13-year-old Salvadoran girls from the authorities when they brought them to be prostituted in the U.S. Frankly, the internet has made me a little cynical (just today I saw a defense of fictionalized pedophilia) and that cynicism made me easy to fool.

Anyway, the tapes were all over the media, showing James O’Keefe strutting down the street in a pimp costume with his partner beside him, and video of ACORN volunteers suggesting the pimp and prostitute hide money from the IRS by burying it in a coffee can in the back yard. Not to mention the stuff about the Salvadoran girls. It was incendiary stuff, God knows, and both parties in Congress lambasted ACORN.

So ACORN hired an investigator to find out what happened in all the cities O’Keefe visited. Their report stated that the videos were very heavily edited, and several of O’Keefe and his partner’s comments were overdubbed, making in unclear what the volunteers were actually responding to. Editing a message to change a question after the other party has posted their answer? A pretty common type of shitty behavior. You can read a bit about the report for yourself.

But while that was interesting, it wasn’t convincing to me. ACORN hired the investigator; the investigator found no illegal activity. Big surprise.

But here’s the funny thing: While O’Keefe and his employers have never released an unedited version of the video tapes, they did post full transcripts on their site, and the transcripts don’t match the claims they made about ACORN’s actions.

For instance, O’Keefe never wore his pimp costume into the ACORN offices–he went in a suit and tie. He didn’t tell them he was a pimp. He told them the prostitute was his girlfriend and he wanted to protect her from her abusive pimp. Of course that was carefully edited out of the tape. Once he said he worked at a bank. Once he said he was in law school.

He also told the volunteers that her pimp was the one bringing in the Salvadoran girls and asked for their help hiding the girls from him. They never asked for the best way to house their underage prostitutes. The coffee can full of money was supposed to hide the money from the pimp, not the government. In fact, the ACORN volunteers consistently told the pair that they would need to pay their taxes.

In short, O’Keefe punked the media and the federal government with a heavily-edited video. And, because so many of us are ready to see inner city black people as lawless criminals, we went right along with it. That was my error, and my cynicism, which made me so easy to fool.

So the federal government has cut its funding (which once made up about 10% of ACORN’s funding) from an organization that helps poor people register to vote and find affordable housing, and why? Because O’Keefe’s conservative activist employer wanted to frame people he thought were already guilty. And it was so easy to just go along with it.

Five things make a post

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1) The changes my agent has asked me to do have turned out to be surprisingly simple. Not easy by any means, and certainly not quick, but not terribly complicated, either. What she’s asked me to pare away, unify and change are pretty self-contained as far as the overall plot goes. Except the ending. I’m still thinking about the change to the ending.

2) Sherlock Holmes and the Case of the Silk Stocking was a revelation. Rupert Everett’s performance in the lead was startling and affecting. The murder plot–wealthy young girls kidnapped from their homes and strangled–wasn’t terrifically original, but the performances were wonderful.

3) Some weeks ago, I posted links on my main blog/website to let people pre-order Game of Cages if they wanted. I went to every site I’d listed for Child of Fire and dug up a link for all of them… except for Barnes & Noble, because the book wasn’t listed yet. It’s still not listed.

Sure, the publication date is seven months away, but it ought to be listed by now, yeah? If, that is, B&N plans to stock the book at all.

4) I really do not need to be distracted by the idea that B&N might not be carrying my book, along with everything that implies. Not when I have a novel to finish.

5) Isn’t “pre-order” kind of a ridiculous term? Some friends pointed this out to me a while ago, but the “pre-order” happens when I’m planning a purchase. Even if the product isn’t available yet, I’m still ordering it, right?

I think I’m going to spend my time thinking about #5 and #1 instead of #4

Imagine me sighing just before I ask this

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Have you ever wanted to just blow off a whole day’s worth of crap just so you could do whatever you wanted?

A quick favor

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There’s a free casual game that my son really enjoys, called Square Meal. It can be played by two people at once on a single keyboard and it’s part puzzle, part monster-fighting. It’s pretty innocuous and the strategy is nice.

However, the company that made it had a couple problems making it work properly (which is why there’s no link) and I said I wasn’t going to play it again. Once through was enough, but kids like to play things several times.

Anyway, there’s a poll on their blog to choose which game they’ll make a sequel to, and Square Meal is only in second place. Would you mind popping over there and voting for it? Voting closes on February 1st, and currently a stabbing game called Double Edged is in the lead.

Thanks.

Oh what a difference a shoe makes

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In the past, when I wanted to think over a plot problem, I would take a long walk. I was one of those guys who slumped down the street, head lowered, probably muttering to himself (which is no longer so alarming thanks to cell phones), solving my stories as best I could.

Then came the pain. I’ve always had knee pain, but my ankles finally began to hurt, and my heels and my feet and… wow. It got bad. I was born with twisted legs, and they’ve always been a problem, but this was the worst thing ever.

I got to the point where I saved my walking time for family outings, but even then it was tough to keep up. I came home to ibuprofen and ice packs and “give me a couple minutes, okay?”

So, I made a trip to Super Jock and Jill, where a sales person named Kira had me walk back and forth in the store. She declared that I has pronation in my right foot (I’d thought I was supinating) and selected a pair of shoes for me.

It’s been a couple weeks, but the difference has been incredible. I still have pain, but it’s nothing like it was. Yesterday, I took a long walk. The pain was entirely manageable, and it’s entirely gone today. Sure, I have to wear these ridiculous-looking running shoes, but I can at least get out of the apartment and do some thinking again.

First, a great video

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Mightygodking just posted this, saying it’s a couple years old but awesome for those who haven’t seen it before. That includes me, and maybe you:

Some strong language in there, mixed with the whoa!.

Second thing: You know those people at parties who don’t have a TV and make sure they tell as many people as possible? Well, that’s me now. I’ve mentioned this in comments once or twice, but never in an actual post: We can’t watch TV anymore.

It wasn’t planned and we didn’t renounce it in a big dramatic way. My wife rearranged the living room and suddenly the cable didn’t reach. This was… end of October? We were supposed to be upgrading to digital cable (broadcast TV in Seattle is a disaster) but I never bothered to get the box. So we didn’t have anything to watch except the occasional DVD from the library.

And it’s been better. My son falls to sleep easier at night. We all do more reading. I go to bed earlier. It’s surprising how comfortable it is to do without it. Also, I do not make sure to mention it to everyone I meet.

For now, at least. At some point I figure we’ll sign up for satellite TV or something. Until then, we have this DVD-player and Wii screen on the other side of the room, and things are much quieter around here.

Wasted hours

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Yesterday I was feeling like death warmed over, and I told my wife to make sure I got to be early. (I have a habit of puttering when I’m tired or depressed). After dinner, I put away the leftovers, loaded the dishwasher, checked my emails, made suggestions to my son on his dirigible designs, then said “I’m going to bed now.”

My wife, who’d twice said we had to wrap thing things up early so I could go to sleep early, looked surprised. It wasn’t even 7:30 yet.

But I put Saturday clothes out in the living room and crawled into bed. Ten hours later, I was up. I changed, ate and hit the bus stop. And god, I feel so much better. Not well mind you; I have way too much sleep debt for that. But I honestly feel better. If only I could quit my day job, I’d be practically healthy.

Now, work!

Nice place you have here. Buy my book.

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I’d planned to drop a link to this article into a “Randomness” entry for later posting, but actually I want to talk about it.

Click through and check it out, please: Stephen Elliott did an unusual sort of book tour to promote The Adderall Diaries: A Memoir of Moods, Masochism, and Murder: he did readings in people’s homes. They were all complete strangers to him, but they agreed to pick him up at the airport and host a party for 20 people, minimun, in which he’d read from and talk about his book. At the end of the party, he slept on their couch.

It sounds like it worked out very well for him, mostly–so well, in fact, that he got himself an article in the New York Times (which I imagine will sell more books than the tour did). Personally, I think it’s a great idea for a non-fiction writer. I don’t think it would work for me.

For one thing, I don’t really like to talk about my book, especially with people who haven’t read it. For another, I’m uncomfortable visiting my friends at their homes. Traveling from one stranger’s house to another, unable to leave, sleeping on their couch… ::shudders:: It would be misery.

His lending library idea is simpler and more doable for me, but less interesting, too.

The reason I bring this up is that my wife attended a slightly unusual book tour event last night: She went to a “Words & Wine” event for Sir Ken Robinson, author of The Element: How Finding Your Passion Changes Everything. For $25, she got a copy of the book (signed, ‘natch), a little wine and hors d’oeuvres, a front row seat while the author was interviewed, and a chance to talk to him later. Annoyingly, the interviewer seemed to think the book was about finding yourself or finding happiness, when the author and the audience kept turning it back to its actual subject: education reform.

Still, she had a great time. She also spoke with the woman who ran it, who told her they don’t do sf/f. They tried it once, but the crowd didn’t match the elegant/affluent tone. And that’s fine by me; my wife loves me and liked to promote my work to the people she meets, but she’s a socializer. I’m not. I find the idea of mingling in a hotel reception room with a bunch of strangers much less uncomfortable than doing in a home, but I’d still rather kick back at home with a book.

Me, I’m still doing email interviews. Just yesterday I had a request for another one. ::shrugs:: It’s not exactly revolutionary, but I’m not exactly brimming over with new ideas for meeting new people.

Polish Progress

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I’m on page 156 of Man Bites World. In two hours, I’ll be putting my son in the bathtub. Let’s see how far I get.

Added later: Page 207! For me, that’s pretty good.