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Televising the Revolution is for Suckers

Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.

Remember, remember the 5th of November...

The world in which we live has become one where dreams very rarely are fostered by others to become reality. Corporations have become the engines of progress, and visionaries need to find themselves employment under insufferable douchebags driving expensive cars rather than striking out on their own to carve out their own niche in the ever-growing tree of life. Those in power, the ones holding the strings of purses, will tell you that this is how the world is. That there is nothing more than this. And that the only way to make something of yourself in this world is to conform your dreams to someone else’s vision, stay within a designated paradigm and above all else, behave yourself.

Those people are liars.

With the advent of social networking and the proliferation of software that allows for self-publication, making a niche for yourself in the written or spoken word has become easier than you might believe. Go to Lulu and poke around a bit. There are a few tutorials out there on how to start up your own podcast. Twitter makes promotion and advertising simple & straight-forward. And so far I haven’t mentioned anything that costs you money. Vanity presses require you to pay in advance, producers at studios can be difficult to get a hold of and unwilling to take risks, and ad agencies or web development firms tend to be expensive.

This very blog is an example. While I’m familiar with the ins and outs of web design & development, WordPress made setting up this site pretty darn easy. I probably could talk my mother through it. (No offense, Mom) Even more simple ways of establishing a foothold in the Internet exist – Blogger, LiveJournal, TypePad, the list goes on. The platforms are easy to set up, maintain and customize. They’re flexible enough that you can feature just about anything you want there: art, recipes, political rants, photos of travels, etc.

I guess what I’m trying to say is that you don’t need a corporate overlord or the financial sponsorship of someone who wants to turn your dreams into an asset they can leverage for a larger timeshare in the Hamptons. You also don’t need to break your own bank or back to get your name out and even some cash flow going. It’s not a fast process, and as Filamena says, you have to chase your dragon. Keep producing new work, promote it when you can and don’t be afraid to take a little criticism. But in this environment, if you play your cards right, you’ll be fielding comments and critiques from people interested in your success not because they can profit from it, but because they’re in the same trenches you are and success for one of you gives hope for the group as a whole. It’s a thriving, supportive and creative community.

The day may be approaching when big production houses are unable to keep up with the new ideas and fresh innovations that come from little independent creative folk that put out work which catches on and promotes imagination and independence rather than churning out an endless stream of interchangeable sequels. If you’re interested in something, take a look around for something free of corporate oversight & sponsorship and if it appeals to you, support it. Comment on it. And don’t be afraid to start up your own forum for what catches your interest. You never know how much merit or interest your ideas will generate until you get out there and try it. You may be surprised.

Let the Botox stars, corporate mouthpieces and bankrolled pundits have the television. We’re a different kind of force. We’re intelligent, creative and vocal. We’re pioneers pushing forward with humor, thought and passion in a cloying miasma of cookie-cutter responses and anonymous dickwads. We are, when you think about it, revolutionaries. And we will not be silent.

Today’s a new day. Have a bite to eat, pour your favorite fresh beverage to get your juices flowing and make your mark. You’re the only one who can. Someone out there is waiting for you to do it and they might not even know it until you do. So get off your ass and do it.

A healthy breakfast helps prepare one for revolution.

Evey: “Are you some kind of crazy person?”
V: “I am quite certain they will say so.”

PT: Turning Negatives Into Positives

I'll be watchin' you!

Nobody feels fantastic all the time, at least not without heavy drinking or severe medication. Creative people are, by and large, emotional and thus emotional blindsides getting hit can knock you right off of the rails you’d been riding towards the completion of a project. How do you deal with this sort of thing, other than reaching for the nearest bottle of hard liquor or happy pills?

You use it.

Instead of wallowing in the negative feeling, take it and run with it headlong into your project. If you’re unable to focus on the project, write something on the side that uses the feeling. Here are some examples.

Anger

I know I’ve covered using your anger previously, but invoking a Star Wars reference never gets old. Still, if something is making you furious, with fists and teeth clenched regardless of how other people are telling you how to react (doesn’t the words “Oh, you’re over-reacting” make you want to punch someone in the face?) you need to expend that energy, and preferably without damage to property or invoking personal injury lawsuits. If you’re a writer, what do you do?

Write a fight scene.

Get into the headspace of a person involved in a barroom brawl. Hell, write about someone starting said brawl. Did someone say something to a significant other you didn’t like? Is someone chatting up a friend of yours without permission? Not enough booze in your drink? Write about how it makes you feel, how the fury wells up inside you and how the sensation of wheeling around and letting someone have it right in the face touches off the kind of chair-breaking bottle-throwing grand melee unseen since the days of John Wayne.

You’ll probably feel a bit better, and nobody will be suing you.

Fear

Let’s face it. We’re all afraid of something. It could be bugs, rejection, alienation of friends, cars, bacteria, being laughed at, loneliness… I could go on. The bottom line is, sooner or later your fear is going to grab hold of you. Grab hold of it right back and go dancing.

Try a ghost story.

Something goes bump in the night. You catch an unfamiliar or unexpected motion in the corner of your eyes. The lights go out, and the shadows seem to grow to fill the empty space. Do you start sweating? Does your hand start to shake? How fast is your heart pounding? What voices do you hear? What do you imagine is lurking there in the darkness? It could just be the cat. It might be your spouse in the next room unaware that you’ve hit the light switch. Or it could be a phantasmal fiend from beyond the grave. Write it out and see where your fear takes you.

More than likely, it’s not a place as frightening as you thought it might be.

Despair

Despair, anxiety, paranoia… they’re all cut from the same cloth. “Should I have said that?” quickly becomes “I shouldn’t have said that,” which leads to “I’m an idiot for having said that.” Sure, sometimes you make a legitimate mistake and need to clean the egg from your face. Other times, something with good intentions turns out getting tossed under a steamroller paving the road to Hell. Whatever the cause, you’re left with this cloying feeling of inner doubt and depression, and you need to do something about it, otherwise it’s going to consume you.

Time to write a walk through the rain.

Rain is an evocative weather condition. The sky’s the color of gunmetal, the sun or stars hidden from view, the rain cold and relentless on the weary traveler and the wind makes sure that every surface of the body is wet. Yet people walk through it, alone with their thoughts. “What if I’m wrong? What could I have done to keep this from happening? How much have I lost, and can any of it be rescued? And what the hell am I going to do now?” Write through the thought process. Describe the rain drops, the thunder, the looks of people cozy in their warm homes or places of business, the way others are ignorant of your inner conflict. Work with the emotions. Coax them out of the shadows and into your hands where you can change them from a disability to an advantage.

Get To Work

No matter what you decide to do with your negative emotions, be it one of the above or simply focusing on a project at hand, the sooner you do it the better off you’ll be. This is experience talking here, folks – if you’re unable to shake off the darkness, if you let this sort of thing fester and grow unexpressed in your heart, it’ll creep into every aspect of your life. You’ll lose the motivation to create, you’ll lash out at friends and family and the depths to which your emotions can sink are more frightening than anything ever put on paper by Poe, King or Lovecraft. If nothing else, talk about it. Get things off of your chest.

Negative emotions are a lot like a badly-prepared meal you’ve just eaten: better out than in. Sure, things might stink for a bit, and you may feel inclined to flush afterwards so nobody else has to deal with your vomit, be it physical or creative. But once it’s out, chances are it won’t come back. I’ll leave you with a bit of Emerson’s advice, since he’s far more experienced and eloquent than I.

Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.

Works In Progress II: Electric Boogaloo

Gears

So between items I need to fix for my day job, here’s a few snapshots of things I’d rather be doing with my time this morning.

  • Poor Lighthouse. I keep meaning to bang out more words in that novel but other things keep coming up. It’s only going to be an e-book, sure, but it’s still going to be something of a publishing credit.
  • No word from Fritz on the next book signing for Adventure on a Dare. Apparently the next one’s going to be Cabela’s, where all the sports aficionados can ask him about his canoe and the storm conditions. I’ll be there to sign copies for people and get my name out, which means I’ll need to print more business cards. Provided it hasn’t happened already.
  • I think that IT CAME FROM NETFLIX will, for now, remain a text-based feature. The video I’ll be working on for The Escapist’s Video Contest will instead deal with tabletop gaming. Alexander Macris, co-founder of Themis Group, told me personally that he wants more tabletop content on the Escapist. Days of High Adventure is a good start, and I want to help further the cause of unplugged entertainment. A video series may just do that. If I don’t suck at it.
  • Speaking of the Escapist, I’m still pitching them articles. It’ll be a couple months before I get a final answer, but I want to stay on their radar. Hopefully I’m doing so as a cool person, and not an annoyance.
  • I’m going to continue brainstorming my RPG every Monday. That way it doesn’t consume the rest of my time.
  • Also keeping my eyes peeled for freelance game-writing opportunities. I gotta start somewhere.
  • Still no word on Blood From the Underground vol 2 yet either. You’d think its release would be close to Halloween.

Back to coding I suppose. Web development might not be as glamorous or intellectually stimulating when you’re just fixing up things in a cart for someone selling silverware, but at least it pays the bills. Sort of.

PT: Sentence Building

I'll be watchin' you!

So this section used to be called “Breaking Writer’s Block” back in the early days of the blog. However, it has been proven by scientists that writer’s block is complete and utter bullshit. In light of this revelation, it’s necessary to rebrand this service I’m attempting to provide. So rather than breaking writer’s block, we need to look at what writing is. Writing is a skill. There’s natural talent involved, but in order to develop it, the skill needs to be trained. Since you’re training a skill that at times requires a pencil or pen, I’d refer to it as pen training, or PT if you prefer.

“I will PT you all until you fucking DIE!” – Gunny Hartman, Senior DI, Full Metal Jacket

I’m not going to be that harsh, but what follows is certainly an exercise. Basically, if you find yourself stuck with words running around in your head but stubbornly refusing to jump out, grab some sheets of scrap paper or index cards. You’ll need at least five.

Names

On the first sheet/card, write down five proper names. They can be as serious or as silly as you like. If you can’t think of any, crack open a book. Especially a gaming book, the first couple pages are full of names.

Actions

Next we’ll need some verbs to go with these proper nouns. So on the second sheet/card, jot down five actions. Do more than just name a verb, though, and add descriptors. They should be things like “jumped over,” “shoots at”, “talks to,” and so on. You can also add descriptors on the front end: “viciously punches,” “passionately kisses,” “breathlessly describes,” &c.

Targets

I mentioned shooting as a verb, but the target isn’t always being targeted by violence. You’ll need the other half of what grammar aficionados will recognize as the predicate. On your third sheet/card, write down some objects or people to be affected. “the car,” “Steve,” “that annoying client” and “the wall” are just a few examples. We’re going for creativity, not necessarily realism, so go nuts.

Extras

Subject & predicate alone make sentences, but they can be a little boring, so on the fourth sheet/card you’ve got, jot down some extra descriptors. Again, this is a creative exercise, so don’t limit yourself. Things like “with a rebel yell,” “in space,” “because the rum was gone” and “for no apparent reason” all qualify.

Mix & Match

So you’ve got one black workspace left. Fill it up by taking one element from each of the four previous pages and making a sentence. Once you use something, cross it out so you don’t repeat yourself. You should end up with five sentences that look something like this:

“Chuck viciously punched the wall with a rebel yell.”
“Bill jumped over the car in space.”
“Sam passionately kisses Robert for no apparent reason.”

Hopefully you’re laughing a little at these. That’s part of the point. Laughing releases endorphins, which along with the creativity used to put these sentences together, is sure to help break up that writer’s block authorial obstruction.

NOW DROP AND GIVE ME 5. …sentences that is.

Jotting in the Margins: The Need to Write

Writing

“…. Writing is anti-social. It’s as solitary as masturbation. Disturb a writer when he is in the throes of creation and he is likely to turn and bite right to the bone… and not even know that he’s doing it. As writers’ wives and husbands often learn to their horror. And- attend me carefully Gwen!- there is no way that writers can be tamed and rendered civilized. Or even cured. In a household with more than one person, of which one is a writer, the only solution known to science is to provide the patient with an isolation room, where he can endure the acute stages in private, and where food can be poked in to him with a stick. Because, if you disturb the patient at such times, he may break into tears or become violent. Or he may not hear you at all… and if you shake him at this stage, he bites.”

This is how Robert A. Heinlein describes writers in The Cat Who Walks Through Walls. He goes on to talk about “the need to write” which is apparently an incurable disease. It can be combated with different kinds of therapy. The character in question, ex-soldier freelance writer & gentleman about Luna Richard Ames, talks of a friend of his who was so affected by writing that he checked into an asylum.

“Cured him of writing, all right. But it didn’t cure him of the need to write. Last I saw him, he was huddled in a corner, trembling.”

I think that’s how it goes. I’m not sure where my copy of the novel is located. Might’ve left it in the box with the cat, just to see what happens. Anyway, the concept of a need to write isn’t without merit. Considering the arduous, time-consuming and often thankless nature of the business, many writers probably wouldn’t be writing if they didn’t need to. I know some people who are more talented with the art than they think but don’t do it for a variety of reasons.

However, once you get past a certain point and your dreams and ideas begin to take shape outside of your own head, all of the lost man-hours and eyestrain and rejection begins to matter less and less. You take these things in stride because a strange thing happens. It starts to become fun.

It’s never fun to get rejected, don’t get me wrong – form letters never lose their impersonal sting. That’s not what I’m talking about. The fun comes from the act of creation itself. Who cares if some berk over at Generic Adventures Monthly or Want More Twilight Publishing House doesn’t think your work is good enough? That’s their opinion. Your work is an entity onto itself and really doesn’t need the approval of others to justify its existence or its merits.

On the other hand, writers don’t write in a vacuum. If they did it really would be akin to masturbation. So if the more personal response from the potential publisher says they want tweaks in the story in order to pick up your work, by all means tweak away. The plants that bear the prettiest flowers and juiciest fruit don’t do it without some pruning. Be it by your own hand or the red pen of an editor, some metaphorical shears need to come into play before the words get baked into a delicious pie for general consumption.

The fact of the matter is, either way writers have a need to write. Rejection or acceptance, publication or obscurity, riches or poverty, writers need to write. If you can get good enough to make a living doing it, more power to you. But it’s a long, hard struggle to get to that point even if you are good enough, and that’s something I intend to explore more in-depth.

Especially once I get the panel pictures off of my camera. Those panelists really knew their stuff.

And are pretty damn good looking to boot.

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