Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Round Robin: Pink'd!

It's Round Robin Photo Challenge time again! Renee of Ode to the Muse came up with the topic this time: "Pink"!

As you folks have probably figured out by now, I like bright colors, especially ones associated with the "fun" version of midcentury modern style. Pink was an important part of the 1950s palette, especially as the color salmon. Oddly, though, Casa Blocher, a.k.a. the Museum of the Weird, doesn't have all that much pink in it. A lot of what it does have, I've shown you before, like the turquoise and salmon sailboat wall decor, and the three color pole lamp, and, goodness knows, our Xavier Cugat painting full of surgeons dressed in pink! Really, though, it's not my favorite color, mostly because of the pink ballerina wallpaper and pink paint I agreed to at age 4 and was stuck with for the next twelve years, back in my bedroom in Manlius.

So what else can I show you? Well, I took pictures of a few buildings, and my pink iPod, and a Funny Face cup, but it wasn't that interesting. So here's what we'll do. We're going to consider the possibility that there isn't enough pink in my life. For example...


What if I took my cue from Barbie, and had a pink house?


What if we redecorated the front room to match the Cugat?


And what if I even had a pink dog?

The three photos that follow were not edited to be more pink.


A winged bison guards an antiques mall.

Vintage fish wall plaques celebrate color.

Another Safeway sunset.

Now check out everyone else's passels of pink!

Karen


Linking List


Renee - POSTED!
Ode to the Muse
http://harmonysnaps.com/blog/

Karen - POSTED!
Outpost Mâvarin
http://outmavarin.blogspot.com/

Carly - POSTED!
Ellipsis... Suddenly Carly
http://ellipsissuddenlycarly.blogspot.com/

kerrin - POSTED!
a new day
http://kerrinsdailyphoto.blogspot.com/

Janet - POSTED!
fondofphotography
http://fondofphotography.blogspot.com/

Meg - POSTED!
In Quest Of The Truth
http://journals.aol.com/inquestoftruth/InQuestOf/

Cosette - POSTED!
Birds of Venus
http://birdsofvenus.blogspot.com/

Marie - POSTED!
Photographs and Memories Too
http://journals.aol.co.uk/mariebm56/PhotographsMemoriestoo/

Gina - POSTED!
Gina's Space
http://journals.aol.com/rbrown6172/Ginasspace

Teena - POSTED!
It's all about me!
http://purple4mee.blogspot.com/

Gattina - POSTED!
Keyhole Pictures
http://gattina-keyholepictures.blogspot.com/

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

B is For...

Your Monday Photo Shoot: Take a picture of something beginning with the letter "B".

You know I'm going to stick you with more pictures of Books, but I'll try to make it worth a look anyway. And I will show you a few other things as well.



Beatles Books


Bellairs Books



Bay Leaves, Basil


Box O' Books


Blue-eyed #5 Barbie, Bubble Cut Barbie


Bunson Bernie Kiddle


Breyer Horses

I'm on Chapter Six of my Mages edit, and will probably be there for a while. I've hit the first of the scene placeholders, two paragraphs plus a description in red of what is supposed to happen:

[Darsuma experiments with magic to try to find out what’s wrong. When she empties her backpack, Fayubi suggests that she resume wearing the mindclear necklace. It helps a little, for a while. Need some big impressive spell, and eventual destruction of the necklace.]

Uh-huh. Wish me luck with that one! I may just cut the scene completely.

Meanwhile, on the submission front, I've just about decided to give up on Tor for now, and move on to DAW. We'll see.

Karen

Monday, May 14, 2007

The Major Malfunction Theory of Character Development

"What is your childhood trauma?"
- Cordelia to Buffy, Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Well, this weekend has gone by in a blink. I've been editing and shopping, watching Doctor Who, tweaking articles on Wikipedia, and reading John Scalzi's books. It's more than enough to fill a weekend, I suppose, but it doesn't seem like it.

I've started in on The Last Colony, having finished reading The Ghost Brigades last night. I'm going to wait until I finish reading the Old Man's War trilogy before writing about it in any detail (if I do it at all), but I do have a few thoughts about the protagonists of the first two books, as they relate to other characters I've read or written about.

Old Man's War is narrated by John Perry, an eminently likable example of the class of heroes I like to call "the smartest man in the room." (Somehow I haven't seen many female renditions of this character type.) Perry is the kind of guy who can improvise a solution to nearly any problem, and figure out hidden truths that elude others. This puts him in the same class as the Doctor, Don Diego de la Vega, Sherlock Holmes and Gregory House, among many others. But whereas the Doctor, Holmes and House are clearly seen as extraordinary people, Perry has a large dollop of Everyman mixed in. He's smart and funny and capable, but overall he's just the high end of the Bell curve labeled "average Joe" - as average as you can be as a 75-year-old green-skinned supersoldier.

I can't decide whether that's a good thing or a bad thing, having John Perry exist on the fringes of ordinary, with neither extraordinary abilities or extraordinary character flaws. Let's look at the other "smartest guy" characters I named above. Holmes is a drug addict, at least marginally, is apparently incapable of romance, and doesn't get on all that well with other people. House is extremely rude and manipulative, torturing friends and colleagues for the intellectual pleasure of proving himself right about them. The Doctor is an alien who both admires humans and distances himself from them, sometimes failing to understand something as basic as a companion's feelings toward him. Of the lot, Diego is the most like Perry; he's universally acknowledged as clever, but not considered all that amazing. It's a front, though, because at night Diego puts on his black suit and mask, and rides off as Zorro. Perry is a hero, too, but he is eventually acknowledged as such under his own name.

Now, there is no reason why heroes should all be cast from the same mold. Even the ones I name above come from different heroic traditions despite this one similarity. But one thing nearly every hero seems to have is one or more character flaws, or at least major problems to work through. Holmes and his modern-day counterpart, House, are not nice people. The Doctor has any number of faults, depending on which Doctor it is, and the underlying problem of being a rootless wanderer who can never have a single companion to share his life for the long haul, because they will age and die and he will not. Diego drives people crazy with his apparent frivolousness and lack of heroics, and cannot be himself, either with or without the mask.

And if I can jump to my own characters for a moment, they are pretty much all flawed or damaged in some way. Rani can't accept his tengrem side, which keeps him from being the person he wants to be. Carli is impulsive, and falls in love with the wrong woman. Cathma lacks tact. Darsuma is arrogant and dogmatic. Fayubi is deceptive and silly. Li is insecure and corruptible. Wil is too pragmatic, Talber too secretive. By the end of Mages, all of them have suffered, and been changed substantially by their experiences.

But John Perry doesn't seem to have any major faults or traumas. Yes, he misses his dead wife, loses friends in combat and lobs jokes at people who don't always appreciate them, plus he works for a morally questionable military force. But none of this seems to phase him very much, and as faults go, joking around isn't much of anything. He has a character arc, but it's a subtle one; green skin aside, he doesn't change all that much.

There's a type of character called a Mary Sue, male equivalent Gary Sue or Marty Stu. There's more to the concept than this, but basically a Mary Sue is an idealized character, the smartest, most beautiful, most competent person in the room, utterly without flaws but usually misunderstood and put upon. A Mary Sue is an author's fantasy stand-in, an impossibly good version of the author herself. The term comes from fan fiction, where Mary Sues are common, but is sometimes applied to professional fiction as well.

Is John Perry a Marty Stu? I don't think so, but he's not all that far off from it. His Everyman quality mitigates against it; one can't be high-end ordinary (within the context of an extraordinary milieu) and too-perfect at the same time. And really, I much prefer likable characters over the mean and miserable ones, so I like John Perry a lot. But I do hope he has more serious issues to deal with as a character in the third book - faults to confront, and serious personal problems to overcome.

The second book, The Ghost Brigades, is about an entirely different character, who does have the damaged quality I'm looking for. Jared has a major malfunction, as do Homes and House and the rest: there is a large part of himself he doesn't know about, which affects both the way people treat him and the difficult decisions he has to make once his hidden second personality starts to manifest. It's good stuff, once it gets going, the only problem being that it takes abut 75 pages for the character to show up on the page in person.

And yet I missed John Perry while reading The Ghost Brigades, which mentions Perry only in passing. I'm glad he's back to front and center in The Last Colony. Maybe that's what matters about a character: not whether he is flawed or damaged, or what heroic traditions apply, but whether you want to read his adventures.

Karen

Saturday, May 12, 2007

Peachy Sky - and Still More Books

First off, here are a few pictures of Friday's sunset. Saturday's sunset was surprisingly similar, but I didn't photograph it.




I often mess around with my sunset photos, adjusting the tone and boosting the saturation. Not this time. These two shots are just as the camera rendered them, except for resizing and a "sharpen lightly."

*****


"I keep reading on your blog about all the books you've been buying lately," John said on Friday evening. "You can stop buying books now."

So naturally we went to Barnes and Noble an hour after that, and bought all this! My personal selections were the Doctor Who Magazine and the Novel and Short Story Writer's Market. Here it is May, and I hadn't gotten around to buying the latter, or renewing my access to Writer's Market Online, relying as I had on eventually hearing back from Tor. But now I have the tools to start approaching other publishers and, perhaps more crucially, agents. I'm not sure how relevant Writer's Market is any more, especially the dead tree version, given all the online resources available. Still, I find it a little comforting to have, and I will use it.

As for the actual writing, it's too soon to say that I'm back on track. But I have finally finished revising Chapter Two of An Adept in Mâvarin, and gone through the next two chapters as well. I made several smallish but significant changes to Chapter Two in particular, which help to set up the rest of Mages as well as making the trilogy more consistent.

Oh, and I'm on page 265 of The Ghost Brigades. More on that later.

Karen

Fifty Fifty

Weekend Assignment #165: You've had your share of birthdays by now. Relate one or two that stick out in your mind. Could be a happy birthday, or an important birthday, or a birthday when something interesting but unrelated happened. Any interesting birthday works.

Extra Credit:
What birthday are you looking forward to? Numerically, I mean.

I have a bad track record when it comes to birthdays. It seems that I hardly ever get through one without crying at some point. When I turned 49 in 2006, a series of misunderstandings at work resulted in everyone else eating my birthday lunch without me, and someone even started in on my birthday cake. I realize now that I didn't behave very well on that occasion, but it wasn't entirely without cause.


The right place, but not the Battle of Picacho Pass, 3/10/07


Organ Stop Pizza on my 50th birthday, March 10, 2007

So when the time came to celebrate "the Big Five-O" in March 2007, I was determined to have a really good birthday for once. We made a long weekend of it, watching a Civil war reenactment at Picacho Peak, staying at a resort in Tempe, going to Organ Stop Pizza with its 6000-pipe theater organ, touring Taliesin West where Frank Lloyd Wright lived and worked, and even taking a day trip on the Verde Canyon Railroad. Like every trip (and probably every birthday) it had its stresses, but it was a great trip and a great birthday, with no tears that I recall. (The biggest disaster was that I left all the printouts with the addresses and confirmation numbers sitting on my printer at home.) Apparently throwing money at a birthday, and insisting on a proper celebration, really can make a difference.


Fifty is a mildly daunting milestone. I'm almost certainly on the downward slide now: the second half of my life is underway. My dad, age 84, told me the other night that he's stepping down a second time as president of the local railroad museum, but will continue to be on the board there, helping to oversee the move to a new building across the parking lot. I'd love to be as healthy and active as my dad at 84, but my mom was dead at 75, and my dad takes better care of himself than I do. So I don't really expect to have a birthday like the one pictured above. This is my friend Eva at her 100th birthday party and family reunion. A week from now, Eva will be 102 years old, and as of a couple of days ago she was looking to move out of her daughter's place, back into an apartment of her own. Eva is remarkably independent in outlook, in lifestyle and, up to a point, in her ability to take care of herself. That's no doubt part of how she's lasted this long.

So yeah. Age 60 will be significant, and 65, and 70, and 75. But 100 - if I get that far - would be a real achievement. It would mean three things:
  1. I've finally learned to take better care of myself
  2. Medicine has advanced considerably since 2007, and
  3. I got lucky.
Karen

Friday, May 11, 2007

A Couple of Quick Pics

John Scalzi has postponed the Weekend Assignment by a day for entirely understandable reasons: 1) He just got home to his family after a three week book tour, and 2) today was his birthday. We must therefore cut him a bit of slack, and find something else to fill up a blog post on a Thursday night. Good thing I happened to take this picture today:

This fine Harris Hawk has been hanging around this ledge for the last couple of days at least. We think he or she is after a nest of baby mockingbirds, but so far the mockingbirds are holding the hawk at bay. Good for them! Unfortunately there's no good way to get close enough for a better photo, but I like the reflections in this one.

After all my going on about hardbacks last night, I bought The Ghost Brigades in mass market paperback anyway, just to avoid waiting for Amazon to ship a hardcover copy. I'll probably buy one of those, too, but in the meantime I get to read the novel.

Paul reminds me that despite all my recent mentions of Scalzi and his books, I haven't actually done a proper review of Old Man's War. I'm not doing it tonight, either. I planned to, but instead I watched way too much Doctor Who and started reading The Ghost Brigades, and I'm tired now. I'll get to it eventually.

Oh, and my other purchase at Borders tonight was yet another copy of A Wrinkle in Time. That makes seven, not counting the audio book and the DVD of the rather lousy tv adaptation. I bought this new edition because it has a new intro by someone whose name I should recognize and don't quite, and an rather lightweight interview with Madeleine L'Engle, and the text of her Newbery Medal acceptance speech. A light perusal turned up at least two typos, including a reference to author "Hug Lofting." Grr. A special edition of a classic book from a major publisher really should have fewer typos than the average Outpost entry before my next-morning chagrin edits. But I had to have it anyway.

Karen

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Book and Back

Old Man's War - and more recent book purchases

I just finished reading Old Man's War. If it weren't 1:32 AM I'd be tempted to start right in on the next volume, The Ghost Brigades - except that I don't have a copy yet. Meanwhile up in Iowa, Sara (no h) has one, a signed copy she intends to read very shortly. But the title was sold out when I got to John Scalzi's signing up in Phoenix a week and a half ago. No matter. I'll probably spend a gift card or gift certificate on a copy - again, very shortly.

The book isn't exactly pristine at this point, but the dust jacket helps.

Sara and I were talking briefly tonight about our preferred book formats. She goes for paperbacks, but I prefer hardcover for anything I care about. It holds up better to the rather hard use books tend to get from me. Note, for example, all the stains on the book cover above. But once the dust jacket is back on, assuming I don't mess that up, the book looks fine.

The same isn't true of paperbacks, usually. I remember buying a boxed set of Narnia paperbacks when I was about 18 years old. Several of the titles fell apart the first time I read them, whole chunks of glued pages just falling out because the books were so poorly made. I'd replace the book, and the new copy would do the same thing. So I switched to buying them in hardcover. Never looked back, really.

Have I mentioned about my back to you folks? I don't think I have. Sunday evening I pulled a skillet out of the cupboard, which sent a pot lid sliding to the kitchen floor. "Wash it!" came John's voice from the next room. I'd already shoved the lid back in the cupboard, but I bent down to get it out again and wash it, and that's when my back went out. No reason: I didn't twist in some odd position, I wasn't lifting anything heavy, nothing, just me being fat and lacking exercise. That was enough.

Anyway, unlike that intestinal thing with fever I had a week ago, there's nothing about a mild backache that precludes my sitting at work dong cut and paste (or whatever). I kind of expected my back to be a little better by today, though, and instead it seems to be slightly worse. At lunch today I went to a Walgreen's and looked at massaging seat covers/cushions. They had one that was about $90 after rebate, and one that was on sale for $15.95. Guess which one I bought. It was rather pleasant sitting at work the rest of the day after that, except for the hard bulges of two motors in the part I sit on. Odd, that.

Now for two more B words: Bath and Bed!

Karen