Reposting a comment

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Jim Hines has an interesting post on his blog and LiveJournal about writing to follow a popular trend and, through my own dumbosity, managed to turn it into a discussion of art vs. craft.

Check it out–the other comment threads are interesting.

Anyway, here’s the comment I wrote describing the diff between a craft and an art (because it’s easier than coming up with all new material, that’s why):

In twenty words or less, right?

When you make art, you make a thing that has no other function but to be experienced as art.

When you make “craft”, you may create a thing (like a bookshelf) that can be appreciated as art, but which also has other intrinsic constraints on its function.

To clarify: “intrinsic” is an important word, because the novel I’m writing has to have a length of 90K words, give or take. That’s a constraint imposed by my publisher, but it’s not intrinsic to the form.

Both take tremendous skill, but “I’m not an artist” is reflexive anti-elitism, an assurance that the speaker is regular folk, not one of those flighty effete types. It took a long time for me to shake off my working class attitudes about art and self-identity. Now I’m willing to call myself an artist if I’m forced to, but I make low, pop-cultural art about monsters and face-punching.

Self-identity is weird.

Take a look at this if you have the chance (and don’t skip the comments). It’s interesting stuff about, in part, using writing to solve problems created by the writing.

Jim’s followup, and mine, too, are in the thread.

Steve saves Diana

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I watched the new Wonder Woman animated movie.

At one point, Steve Rogers Trevor saves her life after fighting alongside her. 

Nothing else needs to be said, I suspect. 

(Okay, I can’t resist–I wish the show had done something with the way an army of Amazons landed on U.S. soil to “liberate” us.)

Warehouse 13

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I didn’t want to review this based only on the pilot, but having seen the first episode, I have to admit that I’m torn. It’s as if a team of talentless dorks found an incredible series pitch–complete with rough episode outlines–and ran with it as best they could.

The show is a weird mix of graceful, interesting moments and embarrassments like the male lead saying “Boobies?” or a slow-mo shot of a sexy woman entering the room to the tune of “Oh, yeah,” by Yello. There’s genuine pleasure there, but you have to endure a lot of pain to get to is.

My next post will be the greatest post I have ever posted

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I know. You’re disappointed to be reading this one, aren’t you?

Let me salve your pain with links:

Want to go to a lawless state and murder desperately poor people? Now you can! For only 3,500 pounds sterling a day (plus weapon rental), you can cruise slowly along the coast of Somalia in a luxury yacht. If your luck holds, pirates will attack, and you can kill them.

(eta: I’m told this news report is a fake. I hope so.)

If killing Somalis in the real world is too spendy/morally bankrupt for you, you could always fight monsters on Hidlyda as a young Miracle Witch. It’s a free game, very Legend of Zelda old school, where you travel about fighting monsters, collecting loot and unlocking secret entrances until you finally come face to face with King Yeah Walusa. It’s pretty fun, even if I did have to reference the comment thread at Jay Is Games to find everything. And I scored a D. Huh. Save often!

But, if what you want is something beautiful and complex (complex for the internet, I mean), then look at this: Time Wastes Too Fast.

Dear Hello Quizzy

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Please understand that, if you’re creating a quiz to determine which fantasy author I am, you can not judge the answer to that by my reactions to real world experience.

For instance, in the real world, I would like to see matters resolved through peaceful, diplomatic means. In fiction, I like violent dramatic conflict. As an emotionally-stable adult, I see no problem with this.

Thank you for waking the hell up.

7 Things Make a Friday Post

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1) Dance craze outlawed because it caused “broken penises.”

2) John Scalzi rants lightly about fan “ownership” of public figures.

3) Russia accuses Poland of starting WW2. How dare Poland stand up for itself! They deserved to be attacked for not acquiescing immediately! Note the last paragraph in the article about pending legislation which would make it a crime to state that the Soviet Union occupied Poland or any other Baltic state, punishable by five years in prison.

Russia=still fucked up.

4) I’ve been invited to be on a panel at Comic-Con! More details when everything gets firmed up. In the meantime, let me share the advice my editor gave me: “Be amusing, dammit.”

:-)

5) “But watching conservatives mock liberals for being PC, is like watching the morbidly obese mock Weight Watchers for its system of points.” — Ta-Nehisi Coates (I suggest reading the whole thing, including the author’s replies to comments in the thread below).

6) Oh, God. As much as I’d love to see it revived, I’m not sure I can get behind this project. I mentioned last year that the gift I bought myself when I cashed my first check from Random House were the books I needed to complete my set of Chill, first ed. But they’ve been talking about this third edition for years, and I’m not ready to blithely accept that it’s the economy that delays the game. And $25K??? I dunno. I suspect I’ll pledge my forty-five bucks, but I don’t have a lot of hope.

7) And now, to bury the lede, Child of Fire has been accepted into the Amazon Vine program. Essentially, Del Rey will send 50-75 ARCs of the novel to Amazon.com, who will distribute them to reviewers with a lot of reviews and high rankings. They get to read the book early and their reviews will appear on the Amazon.com site two weeks or so before the publication date.

Normally, reviews can’t be posted until the book drops, so that’s a good thing. Also, Amazon.com rarely takes mmpb for this program because the profits are small per unit, but a sharp gentleman in the marketing department pitched it to them and they signed on!

So, that’s really good news. :D

TSCC: Not a eulogy

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I know some of the folks reading this were fans of Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles, so let me direct you to this blog post by the executive producer about the end of the show.

Nothing bad can come of this

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Fran Kuzui Rebel did such a fantastic job with her original Kristy Swanson version of Buffy The Vampire Slayer that she and her husband are working on a Joss Whedon-less reboot.

Which is probably a bad idea, okay? Seriously. The original movie stunk in an amazing variety of ways, not least because the superpowered heroine of the story had to be saved by her lunky unpowered boyfriend. Because a girl with superpowers becomes the equivalent of a boy.

Don’t miss the comment section at that new item, though. My current favorite:

I’m convinced half the posts below were written by Whedon himself. No viewer is that much a fan of any TV producer. Knock it off Joss.

Dorktosterone, Part 2

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DEADLIEST WARRIOR.

Isn’t it enough for me to say “Viking vs. Samurai”? Isn’t that enough?

Maybe not, because this show is the epitome of dorktosterone. The hosts bring in guys who talk in deadly earnestness about the superiority of their patron warriors’ weapons and technique, which they demonstrate on some conveniently immobile targets.

Then the hosts “whoa!” over the chopped and punctured mannequins, and everyone talks about splattered brains.

And they pick the winner by running hundreds of computer simulations! Say no more! I’m convinced!

To make thinks even more delicious, an upcoming episode is billed at “IRA vs. Taliban.” Stay classy, Spike TV!

Dorktosterone, Part 1

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Just a couple weeks ago, MTV broadcast the sixth and final episode of season one for BULLY BEATDOWN (watch full episodes at this link), a new reality TV show that had me gaping at my tube.

Here’s the quick description: Jason “Mayhem” Miller, an MMA fighter who hosts the show, meets with young men who say a bully is kicking them around. These aren’t high schoolers, they’re grownup adults in their early twenties. Mayhem and victims together confront the bully in a public place, where the host waves $10,000 under their nose, telling them it’ll all be theirs, if their willing to go two rounds with a professional fighter in their own weight class.

Of course, if they get their ass beat, the money goes to their victims. And the bullies agree.

I’ve only seen four episodes, and they’ve all followed a very set structure. Mayhem in car introducing show. “Audition” video of the victims asking Mayhem for help. Mayhem meets victims. Mayhem and victim make offer to bully. Bully shows up at the fight gym to show what skills he has. Fight day: Bully preps for the fight with the trainer, who prompts him to say something nasty about the victims, and the bullies stupidly oblige (“A lot of my victims deserve to be bullied”). Victim meets the pro for that fight. Then, they get in the ring and the bully takes a nasty beating in front of a booing crowd, and everyone revels in it.

Afterwards, the bully promises to change his ways.

And really, without that final scene, which is almost certainly total bullshit in whatever passes for the real story behind these guys’ lives, but without that scene this show doesn’t even make sense.

“Vince” is a guy who answered a Craig’s List ad for an apartment vacancy and then beat up his roommate instead of paying rent. “Eriq” made copies of his ex-girlfriend’s car keys, then wrecked it, and he beats up anybody she starts to date.

What these guys really need is jail time, because they’re not just assholes. They’re criminals. And sure, the show wraps up with the bully humbled, often apologizing, but I’d be really curious to see if it took.

Still, watching these guys get the puke beat out of them is a fine, fine thing.