I know some of you are familiar with the Lord Yamada series, my stories about a minor aristocrat in Heian Japan who makes his living as a “nobleman’s proxy,” basically a private investigator who handles situations, mostly of a paranormal nature, that his social betters either can’t handle or would be too embarrassed to try. (For anyone who isn’t familiar and wants to know what I’m talking about, The Mansion of Bones in Beneath Ceaseless Skies #19 wouldn’t be a bad place to start. It’s online and free). Now then–I’m bringing this up because of a misunderstanding that cropped up at this week’s writer’s group. Someone referred to Yamada as a samurai. Continue reading
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To Grump, or Not to Grump?
I’m fighting the urge to be grumpy. It’s a cold rainy morning and–as usual–I didn’t get nearly enough sleep. Even without such usual provocation there’s plenty to be grumpy about on a daily basis. That’s part of the problem–being grumpy is easy. It’s practically the path of least resistance, the default setting. I remember a George Carlin routine when he wished that, just once, instead of a “nice day” someone would wish him a “crappy day.” “There’s no pressure at all. All you have to do is get up, some mornings.” Too easy, really, and it rapidly gets old. Both to the grumper and the grumpees.
There’s plenty to compain about. There always is. There always will be. Old news, and no point dwelling on it. So I’m thinking of things not so crappy. I’m not out on the street. My lady isn’t completely disgusted with me. As for the writing, while there are a lot of things in my writing career I’m not satisfied with, things aren’t all bad. For instance, I can write whatever I want and follow whatever serial obsession I’ve fallen into and know there’s a better than decent chance that someone will want to publish it, sooner or later, and even if they don’t, I can do it myself. At this point in my development it’s easy to forget what a big deal that is. When I stop to think about it, that makes me happy.
So how’s by you? What are you happy about right now?
P.S. In some interpretations of the Mayan Calendar, the End of Time is actually today. In which case, maybe I should get my grumps in while I can!
Ghost Trouble: The Casefiles of Eli Mothersbaugh
Pardon the commercial interruption, but I believe that some of you out there might actually want to know this. After several months delay, I’ve finally assembled the complete (and I do mean complete) collection of the Eli Mothersbaugh Ghost Hunter series in ebook (Nook and Kindle) edition. This includes all seven of the Eli Mothersbaugh stories previously published plus five stories written especially for this edition. And by “especially written” I mean just that. The intent all along was to include these stories as originals in a collection of the Eli Mothersbaugh series, and that’s what I’m doing. I won’t guarantee that there will never be another new EM story after this, but in my mind the series arc is complete, and right now I can’t see writing any more of them. I consider this the definitive edition. Continue reading
“Now the Monkey on My Back Has a New Act”
We’ve all heard the old chestnut “Be careful what you wish for, because you might get it.”
Expectations. In my personal opinion, expectations can kill a career as dead as Ordering to the Net, only quicker. It’s perfectly normal that you start selling stories and think “Now what?” Ok, so you’ve sold a story? Have you qualified for Active in SFWA? Ok, that’s three stories, good. The first two weren’t flukes, that’s nice to know. So. Have you sold a collection? Ok, now you’ve sold a collection? Marvelous! Have you sold a novel? Won a Nebula or Hugo? Been nominated for any darn thing? Sold a Movie Option? Done… well, you get the idea. My friend and mentor Parke Godwin once described this as the “Now the Monkey on My Back Has a New Act” syndrome. This is perfectly normal. What’s not normal is when the monkey, so to speak, thinks the show’s over.
We tend to forget that the sole purpose of a goal is to be a target, but once you hit the mark, its job is done. A goal in its pure essence is a direction, not a destination. One you reach a goal you don’t clear a plot of land on the site, build a split-level with a pool in the back yard and move in. That way lies stagnation. If you don’t want to stagnate, you have to look for the next goal or retire. Those are your choices. Pick one. Continue reading
Writing Exercise #4
We had a little more time on this one (I think there was an operational error on the timer), and I took advantage. The challenge was “What frightens you?” To which my immediate reaction was “Hell, what doesn’t frighten me?” And so it went.
Dr. Louis asked his first question, “Mr. Crenshaw, what are
you afraid of?”
I almost walked out then and there. I didn’t care how highly recommended the guy was, I thought it was a stupid thing to ask. What was I afraid of? Hell, what wasn’t I afraid of? But I was on the hook for the first session whether I was there or not, so I decided to play along.
“Well, there’s spiders.”
“That’s a common one—“ Dr. Louis began, but I didn’t let
him finish. “And mice. And Cats. And… snakes. And dark holes where snakes might
be hiding. Let’s see…. Wasps. Bees. The entire hymenoptera family, really.”
“Your chart doesn’t mention an allergy.”
“What’s that got to do with anything? Now, where was
I…right. Hymenoptera, and lepidoptera too—that’s butterflies and moths. Plus cattle prods. Cattle. Herd animals of any kind. Dust. Mold. Germs. Sterile environments. Polyester–”
“Out of curiosity,” Dr. Louis asked, “Why polyester?” Continue reading
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