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The Weekly Word Count. /reverb Last week's word count: 118,444 This week's word count: 120,500 Word count for the week: 2,056 I'll take it, although I'm not actually sure that the latest "kill me please" scene I scribbled last night is actually going to make the Final Cut. In other news, this week is going to be taken up with outlining the first novel so I actually have an idea of what happened in each chapter, and then I'm going to hammer at the Query Letter of Doom. Because the first one needs to start pulling its weight around here. Mon, Nov. 9th, 2009, 09:49 am
Whether you're in the mood for a creative challenge or you're short on time or attention span, this semi-addictive community is perfect for those who find flash fiction way long. Once you get the hang of it, you won't be able to stop. The prince turned into a frog. The girl ran home to mother. Tough to write. Easy to read. It's a double threesome of fun. Mon, Nov. 9th, 2009, 09:46 am
Delicious, ambitious, and occasionally nutritious dishes make for an eclectic, all-you-can-eat feast. Whether you're searching for recipes for your next dinner party or you're jonesing for a late-night brownie fix, your cravings are sure to be well sated. A warm and inclusive community that welcomes all orientations, from carnivores to vegans, from gourmands to junk-food junkies. Guaranteed bias-free, food-positive, and pan-epicurian. Mon, Nov. 9th, 2009, 06:35 am
I'm responsible for creating content and discussion starters at our district's web site. Here's this week's blog topic. (this is teacher-centric stuff, if you want to skip it, but I think parents, writers and concerned folks might find something of interest in it). In the essay, he shows that if we break walking into distinct units, like contracting a muscle group, leaning forward, lifting a leg, etc., we will give so many instructions that Johnny will not be able to walk at all. There will be too many things to think about when it should all go together seamlessly. His point was that we can overteach, and in the midst of the overteaching, we will not only fail to reach our goals, but we will also make our students hate the subject. I think Farber and Gallagher would get along very well. While we are diligently (some might say desperately) trying to break our subjects into measurable, teachable units, we have created the appearance of an unteachable mess. Our Comp-Lit 10 curriculum, for example, contains six standards that are broken down further into sixty smaller parts. Some of those subparts are further broke down. Standard 1.e is "Interpret and critically read a variety of texts," and then it lists six kinds of texts to read and five ways to evaluate them. If you add up all the standards, substandards and parts to the substandards, you end up with as many standards as we have days to teach. Clearly, the task is impossible when it is described this way. Fortunately, good teachers know that no skill is really taught in isolation, and teaching almost anything involves (more or less) everything else, so the very detailed curriculum guide is not a description of what goes on in the classroom, exactly. Reading is not only a skill, it is also a recreation. The real goal is not necessarily to do well on a standardized test, but to create lifelong readers. Gallagher reminds us that although we want to improve our students' ability to gain knowledge through reading, we don't want to kill our students' love of it along the way. Our students should learn how to become better readers, but they shouldn't grow to hate the activity. Good teachers remember that our students don't know about all the curriculum standards (nor do they care), but they will learn, particularly if the teacher remembers that they need to be engaged, and (dare I say it?) they can also enjoy it. We certainly do not want to kill reading in the attempt to raise a score. Fri, Nov. 6th, 2009, 10:02 pm
Hanging is too good for Hasan. I refuse to dignify him by mentioning the rank he no longer merits. And of course it's a fucking act of terror. He may have acted alone, may not be part of a cell--but no one thinks that the Oklahoma City Bombing is anything less than an act of terrorism, and Timothy McVeigh only acted with one other person. Lone nuts are perfectly capable of terrorism, and we're fucking delusional if we don't think that. If the killing of an abortionist by an idiot fanatic merits the word "terrorism" (and don't you dare tell me it doesn't, because I see that all the time), then this certainly does. The body count is certainly higher. A tsunami is a tragedy. An earthquake is a tragedy. This was a cowardly act of cold-blooded premeditated mass murder, by a guy who yelled "Allahu Akbar" before he opened fire on his fellow soldiers. Don't tell me I'm jumping to a conclusion. The conclusion leaped out of a dark alley and mugged me. Apologies for the R-rated language, but I'm beyond furious and maybe Ben's rubbing off on me a little. He wouldn't have any patience for this kind of sugar-coating bullshit either. "Tragedy" my ass. Fri, Nov. 6th, 2009, 08:23 pm
the .pdf proof for Darwin's Evolutions Vol. 2 No. 1. In which my story "Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf" is appearing. And it's shiny, y'all. OMG THE ILLUSTRATION. It's by the handsome and talented Karl Nordman, and it's SOOOOOOOOOO PRETTY. I'd forgotten how much I love this story. I'm so happy it's seeing print. Fri, Nov. 6th, 2009, 03:44 pm
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Fri, Nov. 6th, 2009, 06:46 am
I'm not a veteran novelist. In my career as a writer, I've written two complete novels and two significant chunks of novels that I haven't completed yet. Most of my experience is with short stories, so, while I was writing this morning, I realized how much I'm enjoying the exploratory nature of novel writing. I feel like (at least in rough draft) I have room to poke my imagination into the corners of my character's lives. The writing is less pressured in some ways. In a short story I'm always driven by the idea that every single word has to be bent to the story's ending. Short stories are about unity of purpose, but the novel doesn't feel that way to me. Maybe it's because the novel's purpose accretes more gradually than the short story. Thu, Nov. 5th, 2009, 06:52 pm
Okay, in no particular order... 1. The power drain had killed this one. That was almost to Gabriel's advantage. No one would question finding a dead old man in his office, who looked like he'd succumbed to natural causes. The comatose ones, those were the problem. 2. "This is so going in my report." Baxter annihilated the last dust bunny and backed out, sneezing. "You can be replaced, you know. It's one thing for a couple of dust mice to get by you. But all of them?" 3. Something sandpapery scraped my arm. I opened my eyes and choked on a scream. 4. Mandy frowned at her on-again, off-again boyfriend. Russ didn't like his crew fraternizing, especially when part of that crew was his daughter--but she was a grown-up and made her own choices. "His mom the dragon princess is not going to be happy with that kind of language," she said. "Seriously, Charlie, what are you teaching him?" 5. "Erm. You don't really believe she's a god, do you? Because that'd weird me out, man." 6. "Enough with the 'it.' I'm a 'he,' thanks very much, and it would suit me fine if you remembered that." The voice sounded like a chipmunk would if it inhaled helium and spoke English. "Now, let me go. I have work to do." 7. "A stranger from halfway across the world," Olwyn scoffed. She deepened her drawl just to annoy her mother, whom she knew looked down her nose at the local accent. "What, none of the local dragons were good enough for Daddy?" 8. "At least the neighbors will be quiet," the realtor said, gesturing over the fence to the overgrown old cemetery fifty feet from the back door. 9. "He's one wolf, and not a very big one at that. He'll not be any trouble." Thu, Nov. 5th, 2009, 04:31 pm
My dad was stationed there. I went to high school in Lampasas, just up the road. I doubt I still know anyone there, because it's a mobile community, but it's still just a little too close to home. I just... yeah. Thu, Nov. 5th, 2009, 03:02 pm
This came about because of my innate inability to just let things go. The original scene was about three paragraphs long, and entailed Janni describing for Megan her first meeting with Ben after he came back from Afghanistan. I decided that was too much telling and not enough showing, and went into flashback mode instead, which turned into more like 1700 words. And that was a fine and shiny thing--except for my aforementioned inability to let things go. I love writing the same scene from two different points of view (see: both Iron Man stories I've written), and this one has the added bonus of being in first person, which POV I also love writing in and don't do nearly enough of. ( The rest of it is under here. ) Thu, Nov. 5th, 2009, 01:15 pm
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Every once in a while I'll do an interview via e-mail, and then I'll forget about it. The article is often a nice surprise (since I've never had anyone interview me and then do a hatchet job--knock on wood). Right now I'm at my desk at school. It's 6:45. Lately I've been using a half hour or so of my time before school to push the novel forward, but at the moment I'm so sleepy I can hardly keep my head up. My Diet Coke caffeine delivery system is failing. I need a more radical jump start--a jolt of Red Bull or something. I wonder if that stuff is more effective if it is mainlined? Maybe I could turn up some Led Zepplin real loud. Wed, Nov. 4th, 2009, 06:29 pm
Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from anything I've written, and comment to this post with that selection [Note: Please include the title/fandom & a link wouldn't be bad if it's something older]. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, lots of awful puns, and anything else that you'd expect to find on a DVD commentary track. Where you can find my stuff: Snippets! Fanfic! Original fiction! Hit me, flist. It would fill me with unseemly glee if someone wanted something from here. Maybe I should do a commentary on that one anyway, because I love it so much... Wed, Nov. 4th, 2009, 03:19 pm
As I reported earlier today, I handed out the chapbooks with students' poems and short stories in the Write-a-Book-in-a-Year Club at the high school. The kids were really eager since they had expected the books last week. We celebrated with donuts, cookies and soft drinks. Wed, Nov. 4th, 2009, 01:32 pm
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The book contains eleven stories or poems from club members celebrating Halloween or the autumn. We did one of these last year as a way to give the students a taste of publishing, and also so they could do a piece that was short. It would be a break from their longer projects. If there is interest, we'll do one for Christmas/holiday of choice/winter in December. One of the fun parts of the project for me is that I make up back cover blurbs. Here's this year's batch: Praise for Tales of the Halloween Season “I’d go to Elm Street and back to read this collection.” “This is a literary All Spark.” “I see dead people reading ‘Tales of the Halloween Season’.” “I like to read these works with a glass of amontillado.” “Rub this book three times and all your wishes will come true.” Mon, Nov. 2nd, 2009, 10:55 pm
Most days I start class with a "poem of the day." I'll take a short poem and put it up on the digital display. We always read it out loud. Sometimes I have them identify lit terms in action (like metaphor or similes, etc.), or we'll talk about possible interpretations. Sometimes we just read them without saying anything at all. So, it wasn't unusual for them to see the lyrics to "The Whole Wide World" by Wreckless Eric up on the digital display. I didn't play the song, though, and no one recognized it from the movie. I didn't say anything about it other than to ask them to read it and chat about its major themes. They were eager to watch the film, so discussion was short. Then I turned off the lights and started the DVD. When Will Ferrell started playing the song a while later, though, a ripple of recognition ran through the room. It was very distinct--almost electric. One of the kids said, "Oh, Mr. Van Pelt!" They knew what the song was about. They knew it was about searching for one love. If I hadn't done the poem at first, maybe a couple of kids would have listened to the lyrics and realized they paralleled the concerns in the film, but most of them would have missed it. Instead, every one of them knew the song as if it was their favorite piece. It surprised them, but it also deepened the experience in that moment because the literature reached a spot they were familiar with, a place where they already had knowledge and feelings and associations. In other words, they experienced as a group, a full blown allusion that worked. I was inordinately pleased with myself. I included this Youtube clip last month, but if you missed it, here it is again: |
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