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1 Sep 2014 11:37 pm
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(We made "sorry we got so slow" noises at each other. O:> Then a certain amount of "I dunno, what kind of cover do you think would work?")

Aside from that, I am slightly headachey (blah!) and tomorrow will start Way Too Early.

Havva Quote
Comic strips in a newspaper? Why can't they just publish them on the Internet like everyone else?
--http://freefall.purrsia.com/ff500/fv00469.htm (lower comic)


INwatch+Bookwatch )
Adopt one today!
Dragons under fold )
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[personal profile] kiki_miserychic asked: Is there a genre or style you wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole?

Hmmm. There's definitely stuff I can't see myself vidding, but the cause would be content rather than genre/style -- for example, I am a total wimp about gore, and quite content to be so. I doubt I'll ever vid really cracky comedy, but it's not because I wouldn't, it's because I've never had that kind of vid idea. (But hey, I thought I'd never make an effects-heavy vid, either, and then I did, so what do I know.)

Though, okay, thinking about effects, there is a particular style of very effects-heavy vid that I will probably never make -- it's an aesthetic I see primarily though not exclusively in YouTube vids: heavily saturated color (sometimes combined with black and white or radically desaturated clips), blown-out contrast, lots of glow, lots of dissolves, lots of overlays and especially overlaid textures. I have seen some vids using this visual style that I like very much, so "wouldn't touch with a ten-foot pole" isn't really the right description, but it's not a style I can imagine adopting for myself, partly because it feels like a language that I don't know how to speak (my well-established "How did you know to do that?" problem), but also because so much of my approach to vidding is grounded in getting out of the way and letting the clips and the music do the work. That used to be the only thing I knew how to do, but as I've expanded my skill set it's become more of a deliberate choice -- certainly not the only way of doing things, not even the only way that *I* do things, but the choice that feels right for the kinds of vids I usually make. I do have some ideas on tap that might have me diving back into AfterEffects, but I don't think I'd be using quite those types of effects or combining them in the ways I sometimes see them combined.

Full list of questions is here.
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Posted by Teresa Blankmeyer Burke

Cheylla Silva has filed an emergency motion in U.S. federal court (Miami) to obtain signed language interpreter access during childbirth. 

Silva is hoping the delivery goes smoothly because if there are serious problems, she might be at a loss to communicate with her doctors and nurses. Silva is profoundly deaf, and, for months, Baptist administrators have refused to provide her with an American sign language interpreter, she says.

 

“Can you imagine going to a doctor’s office and not being able to understand what they are talking about? And it’s about your care. How would you feel?”

 

 “One of the essential elements of personal dignity,” the pleading adds, “is the ability to obtain the necessary information to make an adequate and informed choice about one’s own medical treatment. Medical treatment and childbirth are some of the most intense and important experiences for a person.”

Then again, it should be easy enough to just write notes in one’s second language during childbirth, right?


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Posted by terribleminds

Some of you are probably like me.

No, not in that way. I’m told this condition is one of a kind and that surgery will correct it enough so that small children and pets no longer tumble into catatonic states upon seeing me.

No, I mean in the way that you sometimes struggle with what to write. Writing is a craft and storytelling is an art so the one part of you wants to just unbuckle all the straps affixing you to this mundane world so that you can leap into the chasm of madness that is creation. You and the Muse will art-fuck until the world explodes into pure narrative.

And yet, this thing we do is also a business. Which means you should proabably be writing Stories That Will Earn You Respect And Also, Sweet Cash Money.

Let’s talk about me.

(HA HA HA because that’s probably all I do here, isn’t it? Sorry about that.)

(Anyway.)

I am presently the author of a handful of published novels.

But, if you will gaze behind me, in my wake you will see a muddy rut filled with the sun-bloated corpses of many other books. Dozens of unfinished ones. At least five finished ones. Some interesting. Most not. All of them lacking in execution and any kind of writerly pizzazz.

I wrote a lot of books that sucked, a lot of books that just plain weren’t “me.” These were books I did not love, that didn’t come from any particular place inside this funky stump I call a heart, that failed to speak to me or speak about me in any meaningful way. They were books I wrote because I was chasing someone else’s ideas of what I should write. I tried writing fiction that seemed respectable and literary. I tried writing novels that would speak to the market, that would sell to some invented segment of the population who likes That Sort Of Thing. I wrote books that were desperate grabs at legitimacy (money, respect, fame, tweed suits with elbow patches, dignity). I knew I wanted to be a writer, but I apparently thought the way to do that was to stop writing the things I wanted to write (which somewhat sullied the idea of being a writer in the first place) and start writing the kinds of things that Other Writers Wrote.

You know: marketable works.

(Translation: derivative works.)

I was walking away from myself.

I was leaving the things I liked, or loved, or that interested me.

Which meant I was leaving my strengths behind.

Which meant I was abandoning my reasons for being a writer in the first place.

So, I’ll exhort you right now:

You should write what you love.

You should write the things that look like your heart, pulled open with prying fingers.

You should walk towards yourself as a writer, not away.

Why?

OH DON’T YOU WORRY, I HAVE REASONS.

Reason One: Because The Market Is An Unknowable Entity

I’m pretty sure that when Lovecraft wrote about gibbering entities outside time and space that, when gazed upon too closely, ruined man’s sanity the way a rock ruins a mirror, he was really writing a metaphor for the publishing industry and the book market. Nobody knows what the fuck is going on with the market. Publishers like to pretend they do, because that’s their job — but they’re still a bunch of old ladies passing around one eyeball between them.

You’ll hear, “Oh, vampires aren’t hot right now,” and then next thing you know, vampires are hot again. They didn’t get that way because the market was manipulated into being that way. The market didn’t randomly countermand itself and spontaneously grow a spate of new vampire novels. This happens because someone, some author, hears vampires aren’t hot right now and says, well, whatever, I’m going to write a vampire book anyway because I think vampires are cool as fucking shit, and then they write it and it hits the market and it does well. And then publishers are like YEAH, WE TOTALLY KNEW THAT VAMPIRES WERE GONNA BE SUPER-HOT RIGHT NOW and then another 100 derivative reiterations (and maybe 10 original iterations) hit the market and punch it so hard that two years later you hear the familiar refrain: vampires aren’t hot right now.

A lot of the truly amazing books are not ones an industry could’ve predicted. Like I said yesterday, Jeff VanderMeer’s Southern Reach trilogy is… fuck, I don’t even know how to describe them. Invasive… alternate Earth-punk? No, that’s not right. But it doesn’t feel like a trilogy that chased any market. It feels like a series that stands all by itself in a room of its own devising and design. It’s not following anything. It’s a leader: original, weird, amazing, and (if you’ve read Jeff’s work before) most certainly a product of his voice. (The third book, Acceptance, is also out today. Do your favor and go and read them all right now it’s okay I’ll wait here.)

The work that prevails rarely feels like it chases the market.

The work that gets its claws and teeth into you says, “Fuck you, market. I’m the market now. What? You don’t like that? Too bad.” Then it hits you in the face with a toaster oven and says, “YOUR MOM SAYS HI.”

Okay, I think I took that metaphor too far.

Point is: don’t chase the market.

You’re not a dog running after a car.

Be the car, not the dog.

Reason Two: Because It’s What You’re Good At

In school, teachers make you read books, and if you’re anything like me, you hated that. Because nobody likes art to be some kind of obligation. Art is a thing that calls to you — it’s got gravity and it grabs you by the root and pulls you toward it. The books I loved are the books that I found on my own — admittedly, sometimes by the urgings of others (sometimes, even the urgings of teachers and professors), but almost always with the offering of choice on the table.

Choice. Consent. Compelled by, not forced to.

Writing is the same way, at least for me.

The things you write — that you choose to write, because you want to jolly well fucking write them — are likely things you’re better at writing because you chose to move in that direction. Writing things that don’t really speak to you? I can often feel it. It feels stilted, awkward, a story forced into an uncomfortable shape by an author wearing someone else’s skin. It’s itchy and weird.

That’s not to say you can’t — say, as a freelance writer — take an assignment and own it. You can make work you don’t automatically love into work that you love by pressing your fingerprints into its clay. But even there the message remains the same: in that work, you’re finding what you enjoy and what you’re good at, and putting that into play. Can you go beyond that? Can you play outside your comfort zone? You can and should. But you have to start somewhere, and the core of the work is often taking our strengths and building off of them. Further, improving in less comfortable directions means improving in a way that is desirable to you, not desirable to a market.

Reason Three: Because I Want To Read It

You know what I don’t want to read?

A book you didn’t want to write.

You know what I do want to read?

A book you couldn’t help but write.

I wanna read the book that pops out of your goddamn chest like a goddamn baby Xenomorph. No matter how many Tums you have taken. No matter how many guests you have at your dinner table. You cannot contain it. It’s just — oops, splurch, sorry, that book just kicked open my breastbone like a set of saloon doors and oh, shit, here it is, flinging itself into the room.

A book you loved writing will likely have that love translate over to the page. Don’t get me wrong — love isn’t enough. It also has to be, ohh, you know, not shitty, which means a full-scale editing assault — and trust me, editing is not always a process you’ll love. (That’s the thing about this thing: by writing what you love, I don’t mean, making sure every day of writing is a bliss-fueled romp around the bounce house of your imagination. No matter how much you love the material, some days are going to feel like chewing on a brick. And some days you’ll hate what you’re writing no matter what — the point is to begin with work that speaks to you, calls to you, grabs you by your genital configuration and demands to be written.)

Reason Four: Because This Gig Knows No Guarantees

The saying often goes that one does not become a writer to get rich, which is perhaps a toxic meme further continuing the idea that art isn’t — or shouldn’t be — a way to get paid. (I got into being an author to both Make Up Stories and Make Money For Making Up Those Stories because I happen to enjoy the intersection of art and commerce because in that intersection I can do things like pay bills and buy dinners and hire assassins to garrote my enemies with typewriter ribbon.) Regardless, despite it being a goal, making money or having success as a writer is in no way guaranteed. You don’t get a salary. You don’t hit ‘save’ on the document and get a publishing contract. This is a land where promise is a dry creek.

And so, if you’re planning on stepping into this arena knowing that you may die once your foot hits the dirt, you might as well step forward with a weapon that fits your hand, not the weapon some other asshole told you to carry.

If you’re gonna take your shot, do it with work you care about. Work that says something.

Do it with work you love.

You’re not guaranteed an agent. You’re not guaranteed to find a publisher. You’re not guaranteed sales if you’re a self-publisher, or an audience, or good reviews, or awards, or dignity, or cake.

Not any of it.

So? Go ahead and make it count.

Write what you want to write.

Might as well write what you love.

Reason Five: Because Life Ends In Death

You’re gonna die.

Sorry!

But it’s true.

Dead. Fuuuuuuucking dead.

Some part of the animated meat that comprises you will one day fail. The bone puppet that lives inside you can’t dance forever. You’ll get hit by a car or get soul cancer or a frozen hunk of shit will fall off an Airbus 380 and land on you while you stop to pick up a lucky penny in a parking lot.

Now, maybe some part of you lives on past Bodily Death. Maybe there’s a heaven or a happy hunting ground or some 1-Up Extra Life re-try. I have no idea. Doesn’t matter.

What matters is, knowing that your time on this Hurtling Space Sphere is limited, you should make an effort to live your life — and your art — the way you damn well want to. Do you really want someone to chisel the words MADE MEDIOCRE ART SHE DIDN’T MUCH LIKE BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT THAT’S WHAT SOMEONE ELSE WANTED HER TO DO on your gravestone? Or would you rather them carve in the words: ROCKED IT LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER, WROTE WHAT SHE DAMN WELL WANTED, BOO-YAH, MIC-DROP –?

On second thought, that’s probably too much for a headstone.

Maybe, instead:

ARTED THE HARDEST, MOTHERFUCKER.

Get out there. Write big and bold. Embrace the moments you have.

Write what you love.

Because otherwise: why bother?

* * *

The Gonzo Writing E-Book Bundle:

Seven books. Twenty bucks.

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September is still the beginning of the year to me.

still going strong!

1 Sep 2014 08:42 pm
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Today's entry in the domesticity meme is Sam/Steve, who steals the covers. :D

Still taking prompts on the main post! I have a 5-day streak and I'm starting to feel a lot less rusty when it comes to writing. Also, I'm a big, big fan of shorter fic, and this is giving me an excuse to write it. :)

I still need to get my AO3 account updated with all these ficlets, but we'll save that for another time...

Look up.

2 Sep 2014 03:42 am
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post-tags: instagram, crosspost Look up.

Too Much TV

1 Sep 2014 10:59 pm
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I'm blatently stealing and modify where necessary [livejournal.com profile] sam_gamgee's list. I DVR everything, so the actual time it gets watched varies alot.

Some shows still have question marks - Gotham Constantine & Flash - any thoughts on those?

Sun-Tues the DVR gets a workout. Sunday has some cable shows that are repeated, so good there. Tuesdays on the other hand have some irreconcilable issues at 9 pm. Of course I'm watching SHIELD - most improved show of last season going from last to first. In fact, SHIELD ultimately won my one and only "watch it live" slot in the schedule.

The pilot for the new NCIS show was WEAK, but I'll probably want to watch it anyway -NCIS:LA got some redeeming qualities after a while. And I'm one of the few people left on my reading list that's still watching Supernatural. I was never fannish about the show, but it was mostly nice to watch when I wasn't ranting about it being problematic. Now Mom looks forward to watching the boys too, so I don't want to stop watching it. The problem is that they're network shows and non-repeating cable shows. Decisions will have to be made.

schedule )

Moving along

1 Sep 2014 11:03 pm
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Between finishing 26 early and the three days weekend, I was able to get a full 4pp done on 27. I also wrote out the rough for the second scene of the chapter, which should be another 3-6pp, and it's ready to go as soon as the writing battery pings back into green. Some familiar facing being brought back into the fic, after being offscreen since the early chapters. It's like, oh yeah, these guys exist! I should use them.

Also, summer made a surprise reappearance! Clearly the weather is trying to encourage me to focus on writing by making the outside work inhospitably hot and humid.

Call for Prompts

1 Sep 2014 09:56 pm
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 LJ user Lb_lee is hosting a call for prompts on the theme of "service and servitude."  There will be some fiction posted and you can donate to see more.

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1 Sep 2014 10:25 pm
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 Kuroko no Basuke is over.

I'm ...  not quite sure how to feel. 
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I feel like it's been an age since I last posted, even though it's only been a few days. A combination of stressful work week and the three day weekend and being a social being and things. As usual, I have way more posts in my head than have actually made it to paper. I feel the urge to do one of the question memes that's going around, just so I can feel like I'm talking to people again.

The goings on have been pretty good, all things considered. I started watching the Miss Fisher's Mysteries on Thursday which are very fun and very good, and delight me no end. I am so very much loving the show ) I was so excited, I made my boyfriend watch the second episode with me, and he loves it too, wants to bring back jazz and 20's clothing. Which is all great except now it's something we're watching together and I have to wait till next weekend for the next episode. My life is hard sometimes.

So today, on my lazy day, I started watching Person of Interest because [personal profile] grimorie/[tumblr.com profile] isgrimorie reblogs it and it's slowly becoming something I want to know more about. Who am I kidding, it has Sarah Shahi in it (eventually) and [personal profile] grimorie hasn't steered me wrong yet on a show I'd like. I'm only a few episodes into season 1 and I'm waiting for it to get into a groove, but generally liking it so far.

I haven't been reading much lately, though I did get the rest of the available Hawkeye comics run, so I'll probably be poking at that next.

After I devour all the Troubles Fest Haven fics that went live today. I received two stories, which are fun and funny -- one of them is a crack fill for a crack prompt.

I'll Wake Up New Gen rated, Jennifer/Duke, Audrey/Nathan, Jennifer/Duke/Audrey/Nathan
Summary: It turns out that relationships in Haven are a lot more complicated than Jennifer could ever have imagined, and her new birth certificate suddenly turns everything on its head. It might be a good thing that she’s surrounded by people that are usually bad at following the rules, right?

Audrey The Vampire Slayer Gen and gen rated
Summary: Life on the Hellmouth is hard, especially when the Hellmouth is in Haven.


In other news, I've managed to fuck up my left shoulder now too, though it's not as excruciatingly painful as it was on Saturday. Also I reinvented cereal. I keep granola around to mix in with yogurt for breakfast and this weekend in a fit of not wanting to cook, I combined the granola with chocolate chips from the freezer and added milk. It was genius.

So TV shows are starting up again I hear? I am so out of it. September doesn't feel real yet.

Meme!

1 Sep 2014 09:49 pm
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[personal profile] snacky
Hey let's do a meme, wouldn't that be fun! As seen on tumblr!

Leave a comment with one of these and I'll post, without editing*:

FIRST — the first two sentences of my current project
LAST — the most recently written two sentences of my current project
NEXT — the next line. meaning i will finish the sentence I’m on and write a new one, which you’ll get.
[insert prompt here] — you post a prompt, and i’ll write three sentences based on that prompt, set in the same time/setting as my current project
THE END — i’ll make up an ending, or post the ending if i’ve written it
BEFORE THE BEGINNING — three sentences (or more) about something that happened before the plot of my current project
POV — something that’s already happened, retold from another character’s perspective

*okay, I might have to edit some names out of an exchange fic, but that's about it.

Hit me up!

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"When you make the finding yourself— even if you're the last person on Earth to see the light— you'll never forget it." —Carl Sagan

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