( Margot Lee Shetterly, Hidden Figures )
( Allie Brosh, Hyperbole and a Half )
( N.K. Jemisin, The Dreamblood duology )
( Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall )
Unfortunately sold out at the show, but I ended up taking home a cake each of Yes Sir, Captain Tight Pants! and 37?!. Now to decide what to make...
Tabletop’s Eldritch Horror Pt. 1 was released this week.
Speaking of horror, I think I mentioned that I had this idea for a 1970s-style ridiculous, bloody, Grindhouse horror film. I thought it was just a silly story exercise, but the more I thought I about it and the more I did the story work for practice, the more I wanted to do the story work to make it into a real thing. So I’ve been working on that. It isn’t on cards just yet, but it’s on the whiteboard and it has its own file of ideas and beats and characters and stuff. I don’t know if it’ll get made, but at the very least I’ll have a script to publish.
I’ve been using that idea as an excuse to watch a ton of actual 1970s ridiculous, bloody, Grindhouse horror films. I’ve thrown some classic exploitation films into the mix, and learned a lot about how those movies were made. Some of them are terribad, but most of them have a sincerity that is utterly charming and worthy of emulation in my own screenplay.
I’ve been leveling up my understanding of story and character construction with this book called The Anatomy of Story. It’s densely packed with information and examples, and it’s slow reading for me because I keep going back to review, and I’m making a ton of notes in my notebook, but I’m pulling in tons of XP with each chapter. If you’re interested in writing and want to understand how to build your story, I highly recommend it.
The Deuce is as amazing as I hoped it would be. I am hoping so hard that the series lives up to the pilot (which is a thing I never say, because pilots are generally not that great, since they have to introduce a ton of characters and information.) Franco has always turned me off (it’s not him, it’s me), but I fucking LOVE him in this show.
Blood Drive was not renewed by the network formerly known as Sci-Fi, which makes me a little sad, because Colin Cunningham and Christina Ochoa are brilliant in it (Christina should have had top billing and Colin should win awards), and I would watch them as those characters forever. But! It always felt like it should be a miniseries, and the last four episodes weren’t nearly as compelling as the first eight. I felt like they had to bail on the premise — each episode pays homage to a classic exploitation trope — to set it up for multiple seasons. There was so much great stuff in it, though, and I sincerely love that SyFy gave the project the greenlight. It was a risky project, to say the least, and it’s so cool to see a network that was profoundly risk-averse when I worked for them take the chance.
I read a bunch of short stories from Charlie Jane Anders when I was on vacation last week, and I loved them all. So I went to the bookstore yesterday to pick up All the Birds in the Sky, and while I was there, I browsed the tabletop game section. My finger is ten miles from the pulse of tabletop gaming right now, but I took pictures of some games there that looked promising to me:
Have any of you played any of them? I’m just looking for fun games to add to my collection, not necessarily games that are candidates for Tabletop, as Tabletop’s future is uncertain.
Also, not that it matters, but getting Twitter off my phone and mostly out of my life has been a really great choice. It turns out that not being kicked in the face by infuriating bullshit dozens of times a day is a pretty neat idea.
So that’s a bunch of stuff I want you to know. What do you want me to know? I’m enjoying these posts, because it reminds me of the early days of my blog, when you who read it and I who wrote it would interact more than we seem to these days.
As the hurricane approached, I was very relieved they had removed at least the big one: no worries about that!
Irma passed through Monday in the very early hours. It's now Thursday, a little more than 72 hours—and they're cutting down another, much younger tree that looks quite healthy. I saw no signs of damage to it from the hurricane at all, though many other trees lost limbs or toppled.
I'm baffled and again sad: why would you remove a tree that withstood a hurricane and looks to have many good years ahead of it? Especially after so many trees have been lost! Are they planning for future hurricanes? Are they tired of blowing leaves? (Someone in the house blows leaves almost every day. We've seen him do it in the rain. No leaf can be allowed to lie on that driveway for more than a few hours.)
We're doing fine after the hurricane, unlike some friends, who are still without power and face big clean-ups. I seem, however, to be terribly distractible lately. . . .
It was an incredible honor and privilege to contribute a story to this anthology. We were given the opportunity to write a story about a minor character in the Star Wars universe, and I chose the guy who watches ships fly away from the rebel base.
My editor pointed out that one of the guys (who I call Rebel Base Bucket Guy, because that amuses me) is already named, so my Rebel Base Bucket Guy is a different guy. I have to point this out, because the Star Wars Nerds are going to force choke me if they think I renamed their canonical Rebel Base Bucket Guy.
The rules for the anthology are simple: comment to sign up and be assigned a letter. You will be committing yourself to write at least 100 words of gen fic by October 23rd. The only requirements are a minimum word count of 100, touching upon the Quantum Mirror somehow in your story, and keeping your fic gen (yes, even if you're writing an alternate universe; gen ficathons are too few and far between).
Links to previous Alphabet Soups
Signups for Quantum Mirror Alphabet Soup
Currently, about half the letters of the alphabet have been claimed. Whether you're a seasoned cook or new to Soup fics, you're welcome to join us. :)
We got through Irma just fine. We didn't even lose power. We did, however, lose Internet before the hurricane even got here, and my sad little old iPhone is so slow at doing things online that it didn't seem practical to try to get on DW and LJ for an update until we had Internet again.
We were a little west of the path, and we had lots of wind and rain. I am grateful to God that we are unhurt, and there's no real damage to our home. We had to wet-vacuum out one area, but we'd expected that and had moved everything important out or off the floor. We had a couple of drips. A lot of tree limbs fell, some onto the roof, but none did any damage. A neighbor with a chain saw helped, and we got those limbs all to the curb for pickup yesterday already. (Hey, we had no Internet; what else was there to do?)
2/3 of Florida lost power. We know many people still without power—which is bad when it's 84° (heat index 90°) before 1 pm. Many people are returning from other states unsure what they'll find at home—or even when they'll get there. Some areas aren't allowing people in because of flooding; or a lack of gas, clean water, and food. (One of those people was shouting, "I'll never leave again!" as I heard on a sound clip on NPR this morning. He might change his mind after he sees where he lived.) Others are waiting a long time for flights, or for gas to finish the drive.
So if you pray, please keep praying for all the survivors of recent hurricanes, and for those who died. We appreciate your positive energies and your prayers and feel blessed to have come through so well.
Hey. So this update is just a copy/paste from tumblr. Feels weird posting 'mature' person stuff there, but I've got a few mutuals who are not exactly youngsters, so. Anyway -
Finally remembered to stop at the pharmacy where I get my bp meds and ask about something for stupid hot flashes. It was awkward, because first I had to get my work translator on the phone and explain to her what I needed (she’s pretty young. but she finally cottoned on), then hand the phone to the pharmacist. But. It worked out.
Then I came home and looked up the stuff they gave me - not that I thought my pharmacist would steer me wrong (she’s helped through a few other things), but to check that stuff got translated right.
And yay, I’ve got stuff that should help. :) Chinese medicine is a little wacky at times. The stuff I’ve got comes in little packets of seed-sized balls. And there’s a lot of them in each packet (two packets twice a day. two different meds commonly taken together). I’m already taking nine pills at night (prescriptions and needed supplements).
I feel so fucking old.
....and now more rambling just for you. I think I'm looking more and more like my grandmother as I get older. Acting like her, too. I do miss her.
I've also put on a lot of weight this year. I mostly blame my head meds.
I guess that's all.
We're going to be ok. We're more than twice as high above the water as the storm surge is projected to be. We have sandbags just in case. We have gallons of water (more than the one gallon/person/day for three days).
It won't be fun. We're planning to ride out tonight on mattresses in a hallway that will barely fit the mattresses. We expect to lose power and internet, so please don't worry if you don't hear from me for a few days.
If you pray, please pray for everyone in Harvey's, Irma's, and José's path and wake. Or send positive energies.
***hugs*** to all!