The Writer is in a State

I should be writing a real post, I should, but I’m still in the con crud preventing portion of our program.  So far so good, but I think it requires a lot of laid-back rest or at least not fretting right after an exhausting con.

And I’ve only been able to do that a little, seeing as I’m working on Guardian (as fast as I can.  No, you can’t see it yet.) and finishing 4th Dyce, and writing for PJmedia (just corralled the rest of the ideas for this month at breakfast.  Unless something massively important happens in the news in the next few weeks, I have a few topics.  Often, after writing blog and fiction, I just find myself empty of topics for PJM.  This is a way to stop it happening.)   We also celebrated older son’s birthday.  (Really? That old? I’m officially scared.)

So right now I’m taking it easy.  This afternoon I’ll be getting together with local Huns at Pete’s Kitchen in Denver.  If you can’t find out when from tom tom de Hun, and want to attend, ping me or email me. For those of you who insist on reading everything I write for other sites, I had a new article out this week:

Being A Usaian

It is a bit of a pain in the behind to have to mollycoddle myself, but I’ve learned to make compromises with the crazy body that is trying to kill me.  So I will take it easy, have a second cup of coffee, do a bit more on Guardian, maybe do some painting, before going off to dinner.  Yes, seeing people is stressful and tiring and I’m still peopled out from Liberty con.  No, I won’t avoid it when it comes to meeting you guys.  Yes, this is a monthly event but USUALLY the first Saturday.  Not this week, only because we were at Liberty con first Saturday.  We’ll probably cancel September altogether for similar reasons, but the rest of the months we’ll try to make it.  Hey, I get three weekends to hide in the cave and recoup, I can have a weekend with you guys.

Coming to terms with being an introvert — something I lied to myself about for years (because I’m not as introverted as my brother —  makes it easier both to engage in human contact and to understand I need a break afterwards.

Things I need to do — I badly need an assistant — and which might or might not happen in the next week: I need to do another Grant chapter.  I’ll try for tonight, but really NO promises.  I need to do a free short story for here.  I’m totally open to suggestions.  What world do you want this one in?  I need to put some push-work behind Dyce book 4.  I need to get Guardian to 50k words (rough draft.  Larry is doing the next draft.)  I’m sure there are about a million — Oh, yeah, mailing things out.  No, I didn’t forget you guys waiting for books, t-shirts etc.  It’s just the house isn’t completely unpacked, so things get moved looking for other things, and I don’t know where some things are I need to mail (clear as mud?)

No, reminding me is not a bad thing, and I’ll really try to get it done this week.

Other things I need to do: lay down flooring on the house, but I don’t see how to start that before tomorrow.

Oh, and btw (yes, this is totally scattered.  I told you the writer is in a state.)  On that article on PJMedia, someone pinged me saying that Usaians sound like Jews.  There are commonalities, sure.  But there are significant differences, too. However, in terms of prosecution and distrust, sure.  They are.  Maybe more so, as they’re outright outlawed pretty much everywhere by the time of the Darkship Books.   And yet — coff — they persist.

As should we all, even when making allowances for the body.

Back soon with more interesting stuff.

131 thoughts on “The Writer is in a State

  1. We’ll probably cancel September altogether …

    I won’t miss it; September was never a very interesting month for me, and Beloved Spouse won’t mind birthday month being gone — after the first sixty odd birthdays lose some of their attraction.

    Many people seem hate February the most, but I will gladly see the end pf September as good.

    Um, is this a permanent cancellation or just this one year?

    As for a “real” post later today: Might we have a show of hands of all Huns who think that unnecessary? Enjoy a lax weekend and recharge the dynamo.

    1. * ponders *

      Hrm, I might be alright with skipping from August to October now. February has issues, sure, but I can certainly understand a desire to skip month 7,er, 9. That’s confusing, it is. * grumbles about Julius & Augustus some *

      1. Hey! My son has his birthday (barely) in September. And he’s still young enough to like getting older.

        February – feel free to X that out. That’s my birth month – and I do not enjoy it.

        1. Yeah, I’m sick and tired of the twos, and since she picked 9/11 . . . and my five year old is looking forward to turning six on 9/30 . . . I’ll sic them on whoever wants to cancel September entirely. Now, it seems like we could negotiate canceling parts of the month, maybe make up the difference with some of March . . .

          1. While we’re re-forming the calendar, how about (plants tongue firmly in cheek and somehow continues) moving July and August to the end of the year. Then Septemeber, October, November, and December will be properly placed 7, 8, 9, and 10. And at the end of the year when it is older and allegedly more.. august… there is August.

            1. Well, Undead Gaius Iulius, Imperator Primus, might object to his month getting the axe, but I’m not sure I’ve seen his views in print of his nephew Augustus, so that might fly.

      2. If I had to choose one I’m down for canceling August…this year especially with a week’s vacation with extended family followed by a retreat I don’t want to attend.

        Plus it is just too damn hot even if it is cooler and less humid here in Atlanta than my prior local.

            1. MN State Fair starts in August, so the farm kids from outstate can show off their shiny sheep, ravishing rabbits, etc. before school starts.

              And I forgot Irish Fair; how could I have forgotten Irish Fair?

          1. College Station and Bryan Texas…four months a year with 90 degree plus AVERAGE highs (not one or a handful that high but the average) two of which have days routinely over 100 with heat index over 110.

          2. Try Savanna GA or Charleston SC or Gulf coast Texas and just about anywhere in Louisiana … and, I can tell you from years of personal experience, foul, fetid, fuming, foggy, filthy Philadelphia.

    2. I suspect that one’s feelings about which month could best be done without has a great deal to do with where in world you are.

      Frankly I like September, that is when the weather begins to turn away from the steady hot, humid and stale of the end of summer.

      I fall into the camp that is none to found of February. It is far to often too chill, gray and miserable, but at least it has the grace to be short.

    3. Birthdays may have lost their attraction, but there is only one way to avoid having a birthday and it is just a little permanent.
      My hand is up for Sarah taking the day off from posting and spending the energy recuperating instead.

    4. I will ensure the vignette prompt is ready for tomorrow, for one real post with minimal thought

  2. Being an introvert doesn’t mean you don’t, or can’t, interact with people. It just means that doing so carries a higher cost than it does for others. You can learn to do it and even come across as extroverted…but it takes a lot out of you. Been there, done that on national TV, even collect little residual checks from time to time. (When was the last time you got a check for three cents?)

    1. extroverted introverts.
      likely I R one. can talk to anybody, the intorvertion comes in other ways.
      sometimes I think it is a bit of bi-polarism.

    2. Yup. I once broke the sales record for the Atlanta Radio Theatre Company’s table at DragonCon. I was working the crowd so well and projecting so well the pro’s (full time store people) were staring, and one of them was muttering something about “sales god.”

      At one point I took a lunch break. Found the food court, ordered a sandwich, and sat down to eat. I think I had enough outgoingness left to pick up the sandwich and chew. I suspect that, to any passerby, I would have been a spectacle they couldn’t describe until the first Avengers movie and the shwarma scene.

      Being that outgoing was that draining. Most educational.

    3. Alma at 1030 this AM: I don’t want to go to brunch.
      Social Alma: You have to go to brunch.
      Alma:I have things to do.
      S.A.: And “Luke” will be there at 1100. He missed you the last two weeks. He will be very concerned and disappointed. Go.
      Alma: Idonwanna.
      S.A.: GO! Here are the keys.
      So I went. “Luke” was indeed waiting and had lots of questions about the trip and about how Mom and Dad were and wanted to catch me up on his latest Adventures in Remodeling (he does custom glass and counters). I felt better, he was delighted, and I was reminded that life is better if I leave the house on occasion.

    4. “You can learn to do it and even come across as extroverted”

      Totally not worth it. (for me anyway, your mileage may vary)

      I spent a lot of years doing this “coming across as an extrovert” thing when I was younger. I’ve had quite a few friends who would describe me as the life of the party, and would never have believed I was anything other than an extrovert. Those friends never lasted though. Eventually it became too much to keep up the ruse, and I found that people who liked me while I was pretending to be an extrovert, really didn’t like me as an introvert. The whole thing took a toll on my health (including my mental health). Lots of stress, all the time.

      I gave that up, and I’m much happier (and much less stressed) just being ME (introversion and all).

      One last note. I don’t think Jay intended that way in his comment, but I’ve come across a LOT of people who think that being an introvert is abnormal, and that we introverts need to suck it up and be more like them. I just want to say THOSE PEOPLE SUCK! (gonna go hide in my corner now)

      1. No, Jay did NOT intend that. A simple statement that introversion is not utter non-/anti-interaction. Interaction, even on a large scale, is possible. But unlike for (some?) extroverts who find it invigorating, it is draining.

        Extroverts recharge on interaction and are discharged by solitude.
        Introverts recharged on solitude and are discharged by interaction.

        Both groups can handle interaction and solitude, but their take on them differs. And if a member of one set does not understand that, they are apt to try to “help” someone in the other set… and thereby make them miserable.

      2. It was taught at school– successful people are good with people.

        Extroverts are good with people.

        Therefore, successful people are extroverts.

        …not introverts who like people and don’t let the cost be known, that would be too sane. -.-

  3. So help me, I might one day need to visit Denver for (almost) no other reason than to visit this Pete’s Kitchen place. I’m sure there are worse reasons. And at least one better one.

  4. What world do you want this one in? I need to put some push-work behind Dyce book 4.

    How about an E solo adventure for a short? He should be old enough for that. Heck, you could probably have him visit the 100-Acre Wood and teach that …

    1. That sounds interesting. But really, any excuse, er, reason to visit Goldport will do – for me, anyway. I cannot speak for others. Well, I suppose I could try, but I doubt it would work out very well.

    2. E lives in Goldport. So he might yet “meet” Winnie the Pooh, (or a very tolerant shifter who puts up with a grubby child calling him that, while trying to return the escaped tyke to wherever he came from?)

          1. A dangerous biker llama shifter, that all the girls fall for, so the chorus can sing “Guidado se llamas!”

            1. That’s “Cuidado! Hay llamas!”…literally, “Caution! There are llamas!”

              1. Ah, thanks. The british public school comedic Spanish accent obviously tripped me up all these years.

      1. Actual event that happened to me, and sounds somewhat E-like:

        First time a new SCA member’s little girl saw me, I was wearing a plain brown tunic with a belt, and she called me Gargamel* for some time. I still want to get a Gargamel figure and wear it with the tunic.

        * For anyone not familiar, Gargamel is the big bad guy on the Smurfs cartoon.

        1. Actually if you knew the truth about Smurfs, you’d know that Gargamel is actually a hero for going after Smurfs. 😈

        2. I was once standing in line at a restaurant, and the little kid (with a really cute Mom) behind me in line looked up at me and with an awe’d look of surprise on his face exclaimed “JESUS?!?!” I have to admit, back then I really did look a lot like the stereotypical Jesus picture that you find hanging on the wall of old churches. You know the one, with the dark blonde hair and the short beard. The Mom seriously freaked….

          1. Hehe, funny thing– I misread that as “blonde” the first time and went hunting for all the old decorations of Jesus that I remember as a kid.

            None are blonde. A couple are as blonde as I am a red-head– that is, sort of like Sarah has mentioned that she had “blondes” and “red-heads” at school, sort of a highlight thing.

            Now, funny thing– I’ve been seeing a lot of talk about “Blond, blue-eyed Jesus” in stuff lately. Other than a couple of icons (where it’s REALLY OBVIOUS SYMBOLISM) I can’t think of a single one.

            Makes me think that there may be a bit more “I know this stuff MUST be around, even though I don’t know anybody with it” stuff going on.


            I think the picture you mean is the “Head of Christ” that the USO and Salvation Army handed out:

            He DOES sort of look blond, from the light, but….

            (pretty much every house had those when I was a kid!)

            1. LOL!!! Yes, that one and one other that was in (I think) a Methodist church I was dragged to as a kid (which may not be as common). I see what you mean though, the Jesus was WAY more blonde in that pic in my memory than in the pic in reality. (I’m not insane, I swear… as far as I know anyway… not sure I would know though… ya know?)

              Although truth be told, my hair is MUCH darker now than when I was a kid (It seems to get a little darker every year) so I’m not so sure most people would see me as a blonde anymore (or mistake me for Jesus either for that matter).

              1. Those pictures are 50-100 years old, not in the highest quality of materials, and not hidden away from the light– they probably WERE much lighter in color just from fading.

    3. I am of the opinion that E is already quite aware of the shifters around him — and they are most definitely around him. He just probably hasn’t thought it something worth discussion. Now it may come up with Ben if he ever comes out of his most recent collapse to mummy on the couch.

      In my mind if E were to mention anything of the sort around his father and step-mother they would not dismiss it as just childhood fantasy. Then all hell would break loose and the worlds of custody courts and psychotherapy would be in for a romp that would pale the ransom of the red chief. I would not do this to Dyce.

      1. I am of the opinion that E is already quite aware of the shifters around him…

        Aye, that makes sense.
        And now I ponder how things would go if only his father and his new wife were the ones not also shifters.

        I imagine the court scene similar to the end of this tune:

        1. Oh dear – I cannot abide watching a video in which somebody so egregiously mishandles a vinyl record. Your CD, DVD and BluRay disks may be fondled with impunity, but pressing one’s fingerprint oils into an analog recording surface is intolerable.

          Nails on a chalkboard don’t bother me near so much as fingers on a vinyl record surface! The rim, man, hold it by the rim!

          1. Alas, it was the one version I could find on YouTube just then. There is or at least was another which, no surprise, was of a higher quality.

      2. I just realized how it would likely go… E wondering (or wishing or perhaps even stating?) what he’ll be when he grows up.

        Hrm, perhaps E needs a CD of some older music.. stuff recorded by Enoch Light and the Light Brigade.

  5. (Really? That old? I’m officially scared.)

    In her later years The Mother-In-Law would often reflect, ‘How did I get to be that old?’ I would answer, ‘You kept breathing.’

    So, if you were to ask, I would advise you to keep breathing, as it seems necessary to such tasks as celebrating birthdays, writing more stuff for us to read and being scared. Of course I think that you could skip that last – official or otherwise.

  6. Oh, and btw (yes, this is totally scattered. I told you the writer is in a state.) …

    Yes. The state of Colorado. Which is probably good for you as it makes it far easier to get to Pete’s Diner than if you were in Texas, for example.

  7. To our esteemed hostess:

    THIS above IS A POST. (Do I need to recite the reasons?) You seem to have a rather peculiar idea about what you owe us at times.

    Dear God woman! Haven’t you enough on your plate not to go adding extra unnecessary tasks to the load. Please, dag-nab-it, take care of yourself. Really, this way we will have a greater chance of more to read in the long run.

      1. Or perhaps a post oak. I think I found one when I did my leaf collection for high school biology.

        Post hole diggers too perhaps, but not, I think, Post Offices.

        1. Post hole digger. Ayuh, that sounds like one of my occasional problems. Just keep digging myself ever deeper; trying for a ballistic loop tunnel to China.

      2. There are plenty of enough styles of posts and they turn up in all sorts of settings so that it might be visually interesting …

            1. I understand that the dogs fly very well but don’t land very well. 👿

    1. Agreed…if Huns and find a way to comment on it and send said comments into odd tangents it is a post.

      * Hopes she doesn’t realize than means copying candy wrappers could qualify some days *

      1. There is some mighty interesting reading in candy wrappers, and a clever writer could get considerable mileage from them, especially those declaring their product “Fat Free!”

        Just sayin’

  8. Now I figured (a) that USAians were quite obviously analogous to Jews and (b) that making that analogy was really clever of you. The parallels seem clear: a history that involved moving into a new land; a self-identification in terms of a covenant and of conscious opposition to being “like all the nations”: a tragic later history that involves replacing judges who act under the law with kings; a time of bitter exile and memory of the lost homeland. All they need is legends of the heroic figure who will come one day to take them back and establish the rule of law again.

    When I look at the United States now, I often find myself thinking of Psalm 137.

    1. Eh… No. Just no.

      What the USAians remind me of (only Sarah knows whether it is deliberately, but good writing invariably shows up in the works of successor good writers) is the Masons. Which RAH rather obviously used as his revolutionaries in Revolt In 2100.

      Being Sarah, though, hers came out as rather less organized…

      1. I don’t think that’s parallel. The Masons are an organization, and, yes, one suited to covert activity; but they’re not a culture as such. They’ve existed in multiple cultural settings—There’s even a poem by Kipling about lodge meetings in India attended by people of a variety of faiths.

    2. The likely (subconscious) basis would be the conversos — the Iberian Jews who “converted” under threat from the inquisition.

      One could also look at the Christians who resisted Sovietization, such as Gorbachev’s grandmother. Or any of a vast number of suppressed identities. I doubt writers build on anything so directly and am firmly convinced their subconscious an unsafe space for other to tread.

      1. Minor history snag– Conversos converted because of laws requiring one to be a Christian to do a lot of basic business; the Spanish Inquisition was because of jealous rumors that they hadn’t really converted; popular history declares they were secret Jews the whole time.

        The Conversos had a horrible, terrible, bad habit of being more successful than the established Catholic families, or the Jewish families. -.-

        There was a Bishop who made a point of altering the Hail Mary to something like “Hail Mary, full of grace, and my direct blood relation, hallowed be thy name–” who predates the Spanish Inquisition.

        1. Um… depending on what you considered converting… But people are like that and are more likely to treasure grandma’s tales than the dictates of the church. eh.

        2. Apparently Portuguese sailors were known to often have both some suspiciously Judaic habits and a somewhat distant relationship with their professed Christian faith.

          1. *hehe*
            As opposed to sailors, like, anywhere else….

            Thing that jumps out at me is that habits are cultural– say, the habit of kissing your hand after crossing yourself that I’ve only seen with Mexican culture.

            Realistically speaking, not actual evidence in either way, if someone’s family kept Jewish habits but was Catholic then they could be a modern-normal inobservant Catholic with a bunch of Jewish “tells.”

            For example, our household “looks” protestant because my favorite before-meals prayer is from my raised-protestant father, although theologically there is not conflict. It’s mostly because I really like the direct format. (For health, and strength, and daily food– we give thee thanks, our Lord, Amen.)

            1. Like the recently (1910s) became Protestant family in New Mexico who light candles on Friday night before supper and let them burn until Saturday night…

  9. I’m still confused how I became a USAian, but I am, so…don’t worry about posting. We may miss you/them, but keep well and keep writing. We want more books and more years.

    (Re posts, remember that “old lamplighter of long, long ago”? And Lilli Marlene. I miss the old songs. Bless the Internet, I sometimes find them.)

  10. If you insist on writing a short my vote is for a Heinlien like space opera. I do like spaceships stories

  11. How about a Dyce Dare short? I don’t believe that you have actually shown us that world here.

  12. Quote “Other things I need to do: lay down flooring on the house”

    Your house doesn’t have flooring? How do you keep from constantly falling into the basement?

  13. Labor Day is in September. If we cancel it, how can we celebrate the worker’s movement?

    1. We’d just use May Day as dictated by the Central Commitee of the CPSU like the rest of the world.

        1. The Workers Movement is a fine and valuable thing in it’s own right, especially pre 1918.
          The coopting of major sectors of The Workers Movement into Do What Moscow Says No Matter What They Said Last Week, which was the case until the USSR fell apart due to the weight of its own excrement stored in the rafters finally breaking through, is a problematic historic point to which the Workers Movement has yet to face up.

          1. Congratulations are due the NY Times for having this year discovered the Soviet subornation of the American Workers Movement.

            Not even Ox that slow.

          2. Until?

            There are useful idiots who still are arguing Lenin’s Who, whom? in this country, and there’s no reason to think that the movement purged them.

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