Monday, May 26, 2008
It's the 21st century and we're exploring Mars! I don't have my flying car yet, but that's pretty cool. We humans are still capable of doing great things and advancing knowledge of the worlds beyond our doorstep. Kudos to all the scientists who worked to make this happen! Nerds rock!
Thursday, May 22, 2008
But sometimes, when you have nothing to say, it's best to say nothing.
I can say this--I'm working hard on my next book. And daydreaming about my new patio furniture that's on order.
Oh, and if you're a member of WSFS (World Science Fiction Society, or attending/supporting Denvention 3 Worldcon), don't forget to cast your Hugo and Campbell award winner votes. It means a great deal to those who are nominated.
Monday, May 12, 2008
The story is a riff on the SF classics "Invasion of the Body Snatchers" and "The Puppetmasters", but told from the alien invaders' POV: Why would humanity object to having their bodies taken over by aliens, when the aliens are peaceful, and non-violent and loving? The "souls", as they term themselves, don't understand it, until one "soul", Wanderer, finds itself sharing a body with its host, Melanie--something that's not supposed to happen. Melanie's thoughts and fears and dreams intrude into Wanderer's life until the "soul" decides to do something about it.
From a SF POV the worldbuilding raised some interesting questions that a more SF oriented author might have felt the need to explore: If you take away competitiveness, will humanity cease to learn and grow? Are there "souls" willing to do the scut work that's necessary to keep things going, like picking vegetables and shoveling manure? But Meyer, perhaps wisely, ignores these issues for the greater question of "What does it mean to be human? Why do we love? Do violent emotions help or hinder development?"
It's a good, thick read and a great way to kick off summer vacation reading--escapism that makes you think.
Thursday, May 08, 2008
A little German birdie told me that Rache und Rosen (Revenge and Roses--Dang, but I love that title!) is now available from Amazon.de. Tell all your German reading friends! It's just what they need when they fly across the Atlantic to vacation in Florida this summer.
Sunday, May 04, 2008
Everything I know about writing I learned from my dog, Yofi. Oh sure, her lovemaking scenes involve more buttsniffing than mine, and there was that disaster where her hero was distracted by a can opener while he was disarming a bomb, but overall, I can learn a lot from her.For example:
When she’s in the backyard hunting moles, Yofi can stand still forever, not an eyelid twitching, not a hair moving. She has her eyes on the prize, and she will do whatever it takes to get it. When she makes her move, her muscles explode into action as she begins digging furiously.
She’s not distracted by laundry or other books or rejection letters from publishers. She’s going to get that mole, and that’s all that matters.
Sure, we snicker at wiener dogs, but as dachshund owners know, inside, they’re Rottweilers. They’re willing to take on all comers, and they don’t back down. They don’t let their size keep them from doing what needs to be done. Remember, it’s not the dog in the fight, it’s the fight in the dog.
Same thing with writing. Don’t be intimidated by writers who make the NYT list or blog about their world book tours. You can be a big dog, even if you’re writing for a small publisher. You just have to put all of your fight into it, and believe in your heart that you’re a Rottweiler.
When Yofi isn’t trying to save the world from moles, she doesn’t obsess over them. She puts them behind her, and makes sleeping an art form. She saves her energy for what’s important. She takes time to sniff...well, not the roses, but you get the idea.Characterization.
I admit, dachshunds don’t have to work that hard at characterization because they’re so darn adorable. It’s not like they’re cats or something.
But even when it comes naturally, it’s important to remember that you need to pick out the details to make the character come alive–how he stands, how he laughs, what he enjoys and doesn’t enjoy, whether his tail wags and his ears perk up when he sees the heroine, that sort of thing.
One evening I heard the dog barking in an especially frantic manner, and then quiet. I knew this meant there was another animal about, so I rushed out into the yard. Sure enough, she had her jaws clamped around the tail of an armadillo that outweighed her and was armored as well. But Yofi wasn’t letting go. She dug in all of her 12 ½ pounds and held on for dear life while the armadillo scrabbled at the ground. I finally got them separated with a broom and the ‘dillo scampered off to safety, but that dog was as proud as if she’d just won Westminster.
She set her goal and she achieved it. She was going to capture that invader, even if the whole world thought she was too small to make it happen.
Do you have days when you think you’ll never finish the book? Clamp your jaws down and don’t let go.