Monthly Archives: January 2013

Whut? Guessing Game!

Whut, whut. Image by David Gadient, 2013.

My husband David snapped this picture recently. Can you guess what it is?

[Next-Day Update] Here’s what it is: Bob’s Big Boy.

Well, the first picture was his rear end!

We found him in a vintage Americana shop at Barrett-Jackson, along with tons of other old items from restaurants and gas stations. Yep, he was for sale! Not sure of the price. Wonder if anyone bought him? He was about twice our height.

Big Boy

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Coin Tosses and Novel Choices

Chute Image with Ladder

I promised my husband I’d figure this one out by weekend’s end.

I have two novels that have a chance of seeing the light of published day this year.

Both are science fiction. One is alternate-universe stuff, with lots of comedic touches and a very television-show like feel. The other is more Asimov-ish, but also easy reading, because I come from a background where I started writing scripts long before I ever tried novels.

For a debut novel, I’m overanalyzing which should go first. Concept, marketing, just the general “wow factor”… the less comedic one looks in line for the most success (well, maybe). However, there’s one problem bugging me:

First half of the book feels like a YA novel, as the main character is a teenager. Only I don’t think it’s YA. The second half of the book (and any series books to follow) show the main character as an adult. The book has adult themes.

Anyone reading the first two chapters would never guess that the book evolves straight out of the teen years and right into a sharp reality of a new world.

I can’t change the fact that the main character starts out young and doesn’t stay that way. It’s important to the tale. YET…

He may become an adult, but under his skin, he’s still a teenager.

Tricky to categorize, right?

Truth is, I’m not sure where the edges of YA and adult fiction are these days. Is it still YA if the character is in his 20s and older as the story goes on?

I doubt it. But… geez, it starts out in that category. So. *head-desk*

I’m stalling on this project because I can’t define my audience. I don’t want to set readers up to think they’re getting a YA novel and then leaving bad reviews because they end up with a grown man in a violent world after half a book.

My husband flipped a coin for me on these novels. The coin fell on the floor the first time—unofficial results chose the alternate-universe-semi-comedy. The official coin toss chose the maybe-not-YA-sci-fi.

Which one really won? I still don’t know.

Maybe we need a fresh coin toss.


Anton Chigurh: Just call it.
Gas Station Proprietor: Well, we need to know what we’re calling it for here.
Anton Chigurh: You need to call it. I can’t call it for you. It wouldn’t be fair.
Gas Station Proprietor: I didn’t put nothin’ up.
Anton Chigurh: Yes, you did. You’ve been putting it up your whole life you just didn’t know it. You know what date is on this coin?
Gas Station Proprietor: No.
Anton Chigurh: 1958. It’s been traveling twenty-two years to get here. And now it’s here. And it’s either heads or tails. And you have to say. Call it.
Gas Station Proprietor: Look, I need to know what I stand to win.
Anton Chigurh: Everything.
Gas Station Proprietor: How’s that?
Anton Chigurh: You stand to win everything. Call it.
Gas Station Proprietor: Alright. Heads then.
[Chigurh removes his hand, revealing the coin is indeed heads]
Anton Chigurh: Well done. Don’t put it in your pocket, sir. Don’t put it in your pocket. It’s your lucky quarter.

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Cupcakeet

The Cupcakeet. A parakeet and cupcake hybrid graphic design.

I was talking to my mother online the other day and she made the cutest typo. She said that she had gotten some cupcakeets. Of course, she meant cupcakes… but I immediately imagined a cupcake-parakeet hybrid.

And yeah—I got silly and made one while I was still chatting with her.

Vanilla and strawberry, with a touch of cherry!

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Barrett-Jackson Car Auction

Barrett-Jackson Car Auction Photos 2013. Photos by David Gadient.

Cars are art. Didn’t Top Gear already argue that several times? I agree: cars are indeed art. Cars are poetry. Cars are inspiring. They are things of beauty and speeding along in one makes the heart flutter. They have personality, spirit, and attitude… much like the people who drive them.

We went to the amazing Barrett-Jackson Collector Car Auction this weekend and spent many hours gawking at the cars. If you ever have the chance to attend one of these auctions—take it. There is just so much shiny to see! There are even food and merchandise vendors. Perfect way to spend a family afternoon.

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Creative Experimentation

Book Cover Experiment for One Last Dark Day

This was a creative experiment. Turned out better than expected, so sharing. Shown almost full-size for detail, but it reads surprisingly well as an itty bitty icon. When small, the words hop out. I wanted a window into the sunshine of this character’s future while still trapping him in his present darkness—and used the title itself. Not sure if I’d try the technique again, but it was a lot of fun to make.

Sometimes I like to create something (art, writing, cooking, knitting, LEGOS, etc.) just to see what I come up with at the end of an unplanned project.

Do you ever just make something to see what happens?

Hope you all have a great week!

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Besides being my dearest friend, Natania Barron is the talented writer and shining soul who led me to the true reasons for pursuing my writing passion. This post embraces that and I believe her words are something all writers should read.

Natania Barron

I started blogging almost five years ago, somewhere in 2008, when I decided to focus on “being a writer”–whatever the hell that means. To illustrate a little: being a writer meant actually writing every day, finishing books, and apparently telling the world out there that I, in fact, have Things To Say about Being A Writer and Fiction and Steampunk and Narrative and all these Fun Capitalized Things. I had a great deal to say on the subject, filling not only this blog but another one, along the way.

I used to write a great deal about how to be a writer. How to leverage social media.How to not be a jerk, etc. Yes, I got pageviews and retweets and I made friends and all that, which isn’t to be scoffed at (and I don’t mean to). I’ve made friendships and connections through my blog that are priceless…

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Lists and Questions

Questions: question mark graphic

After being off the grid for the last two weeks of 2012, I find myself in a new year and ready to get started again. Resolutions? Eh. I have goals and I attack them no matter what day it is. I make lists all the time. I scribble in notebooks. I even have a digital recorder I babble into. My brain buzzes with more noise than the average person. Not just work stuff or writing stuff, but all kinds of stuff. I write down things like have lunch. I’m an OCD list-maker.

I don’t need another list on my list. Well, I might do it later…

However, I do have exciting plans for 2013, creatively speaking, and I’m looking forward to working on projects both big and small. I love what I do.

So. Last year, I began posting by alphabet. I’m starting 2013 at… Q.

Oh yeah. Easy one. Riiiiight. Um.

Wait. Yeah. Okay, I got one. Something that shows you the kind of person that I am. My favorite game:

Questions.

You might have played it. It’s great for parties. Best with wine at parties. Each person asks a question, which must be replied to as a question, which is then followed by a question. Just questions, hence the name. You go back and forth—in question form—as long as you can… without making a foul.

How do you foul? First: you reply with a statement, which is darn well not a question, so shame on you! Or you take too long or burp or mumble instead of coming out with a question: hesitation. Tsk, naughty. You also can’t reply to any question with the same or synonymous question—that’s repetition!

On top of those fouls, you can’t reply with a non sequitur or rhetoric.

Harder than you think. Deliciously fun, especially boozled.

Classic example of the game is shown in the play Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead. Scored like tennis. Movie version (with Gary Oldman and Tim Roth) is fun to watch too: click here for the two-minute scene of the game.

You might also be familiar with the game from the show Whose Line is it Anyway?where they buzz the foulers out for statements.

The uncreative mind can spot wrong answers, but it takes a very creative mind to spot wrong questions. – Anthony Jay

One of these days, I should start a Google+ Hangout for a game of Questions. Maybe I’ll add that to a list for 2013. Another list item will have to be one of sj’s Drinkalongs. Once Fringe is over, I’ll need something to fill my Friday nights.

Peter: You brought your own sweetener?
Walter: Don’t be ridiculous. My medication.
Peter: You’re not on any medication, Walter.
Walter: Of course I am. I’ve been making it myself in the lab.
Peter: Oh, I wish you were joking.

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