Oh... my

Oct. 15th, 2007 06:22 pm
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Oh my. Lots of people I have never heard of have left me comments and friended me today. I just have a couple of minutes before I have to take Wee Hob to Boy Scouts, but I wanted to say a quick welcome and thanks to everyone for now, with the promise to respond individually later.

And, I will rectify this on the posts later and certainly on the headers in the second half, but I have been very remiss in not recognizing Wee Hob as listening beta extraordinare for Lost Boys.

He can't spell so well yet (he's not allowed to use naughty words, in fact, until he Can spell them correctly. The F word also will require from him 2 feet of parchment on the socio-linguistic- political-anthropological, etc. origins of the word.) But he listened to me read all this stuff aloud, some sections more than once. I caught more mistakes, repeated words, and stupid phrasings that way than all my lovely betas have, combined. If anyone wants to leave Wee Hob a comment here telling him how awesome he is, I'll read them to him tomorrow after school.

Um, yeah. I better get going. But-- thanks, everybody.

Hob
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Okay, life is officially Much Better. I banged out a revised/ recreated lost scene, and was surprised that it has bits in it I never would have added had I not been starting from pretty much scratch. I think this will all work out. Just didn't look like it at the time. Never does. Though I doubt any helpful reminders last night would have helped. Thanks for all the kind thoughts and words today, though.

One by-product of the gut punch which was last night is that it dredged up a lot of old stuff for me that, while painful, was also immensely helpful in crafting the next scene. You'll see when you get there. We are dealing with Severus Snape, after all. Not everything can be fuzzy bunnies. Glad to know my PTSD can be employed in the service of Art. And that I have pretty much bounced back now. That wasn't always the case.

Anyway, I'm drained, but feeling much, much better. I'm looking forward to gathering together a big chunk of the story to post Monday, here and on the [livejournal.com profile] snape_after_dh fest.

Good weekend to everyone.
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Epic Tragicomedy This Way. )
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I'm close to the end of my first Harry Potter fic now. "Close" meaning, I think I have an idea where it's going, how it ends and what it's about. The "Two Dads" thing I posted this weekend was really a prologue for the story I'm talking about now.

But I'd like to ask friends who feel like it to have a look at some of my musings about Snape, in terms of how this story ends. Any takers?

I'll put it behind a cut.

And hey-- every once in a while, the iTunes Free Single of the Week is actually decent. The song listed under "my music" just now is really, really nice. I've been coming back to it since I downloaded it this morning. If you have iTunes, go to the iTunes store home page and get this while you can.

Story ramblings-- very boring. You've been warned. )
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And the internetz blackout at Casa Hobgoblinn continues. So I spent last night beginning the painful process of assimilating the comments on last year's nano novel. You know, I was cringing on rereading the original, before I even looked at the comments. But I have said in this space many times that I value truth, however painful, over kindness. That's the only way I'm going to get better. And dear [livejournal.com profile] gillo has been telling me some most valuable truths. For which I again thank her.

I attended the Open House the other night at Wee Hob's school. In addition to finding out he really does have the Coolest Teachers Ever, I saw this quote over his Writing classroom door:

When something can be read without effort, great effort has gone into its writing. ~Enrique Jardiel Pancela

Yeah. That's the goal.

And now, the optional essay portion of this post: What's the most valuable feedback you've ever received?
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"There will be no having of any kind....."

Yes, well. It's been a year since I joined this great whirligig of fun known as Live Journal (and other, less complimentary names, depending on its behavior and my flist's moods). If I haven't thanked you folks recently for your entertaining posts, comments, friendship and support lately, shame on me. Thanks, everyone.

And a special Happy Birthday to the great and wonderful [livejournal.com profile] gileswench, whose natal day this also happens to be!

I should try to post something slightly profound today, given the significance of the date. Well, okay, how about this: what I'm really thinking about today is how we go about launching ourselves into the telling of tales. To get an idea and post a start to a story takes a tremendous amount of faith as a writer. (Or maybe that would be temporary insanity. I'm not clear on that point.)

To start reading a WIP takes a tremendous amount of faith too, as a reader. I can't count (not being a math major) the number of times I've started reading a brilliantly written and conceived story-- that stalls. The Transformations Quartet springs to mind. So does [livejournal.com profile] liz_marcs's "Water Hold Me Down" (possibly the best title I've ever seen. Not to mention a damn good story.) I've had some stalled tales, myself, most notably my first novel, started in grad school and then abandoned for over 20 years. Still have no idea how it ends.

I've got a couple of WIPs I'm working on now, including the Nano06 novel. But here's the weird part-- every single time I pick up my pen or my laptop, after a tale has stalled, and somehow new stuff comes to me, I'm surprised.

It's like, I struggle so hard to write a scene, and nothing comes, and then one day, for no reason at all, something clicks, and I write it. It's not Hemingway, but it's also usually not bad. At least, I can work with it. It's devilishly hard to edit what's not written, after all.

I invite you to share your moments of grace, if you care to. Or those of you with seriously stalled fics-- how did those start for you? What were you working out with them at the time, and what's changed since? I'd love to see liz answer that-- almost asked on her journal today, but didn't want to seem to be pressuring her. I know real life plays a role-- you can't receive the inspiration if you're too exhausted at the end of the day to write it all down.

And I will share one more bit of thanks. Doubtless she's regretting her generosity now that she's slogged through the start of the Nano Novel, but [livejournal.com profile] gillo has graciously agreed to beta it for me. I am learning a great deal about my bad habits, how to avoid them, and how in general to be a better beta reader myself. Watch this space. Once I have a completed draft, I'm going to take her early comments to heart, fix what can be fixed, and start posting.

Thanks again to all, and good night.

Hob
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I know I have a lot of very talented writers on my f-list. I was just re-watching an episode of Buffy to get back in the mind-space, and I wondered--

What episode(s) do you re-watch for
*getting a character mannerism just right
*reminding yourself of a particular theme
*checking a particular relationship dynamic

Or some other thing? I'd really like to know. Obviously, for Ethan Rayne, my options are limited, and yes, I know those.

Oddly, what got me thinking about this was some of Spike's exploring Glory/Ben's place in the first half of "Spiral" (S5)-- just the way his body moves, the mannerisms, the easy grace, the quiet, deadly efficiency. I don't write Spike much, but that was kinda nifty.

On a related note, are there fanfics you turn back to, to get your mind in writing/ creative space again?
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Um, so. Yeah. I kinda agreed to be a pinch hitter for [livejournal.com profile] antennapedia's Antique Roman (Ethan Rayne) ficathon. I now have 2-3 weeks to write something readable, and do it for one of my goddesses, the great [livejournal.com profile] penwiper26. No pressure or anything.

Though thinking on it now I'm wondering why, exactly, I chose last night to completely take leave of my senses, at the time it seemed a perfectly reasonable thing to do. A couple of you may remember I did NaNoWriMo for the first time last year, and I posted sections of the tale as a WIP for the brave (masochistic) 2 or 3 souls who clicked on the cut every night. Well, the place at which the tale got bogged down pretty much reflected the prompt, right down to the not having been written part.

So, I need to get my head out of Harry Potter space (though I have a couple of WIPs started there) and back into the Buffyverse. So, forgive me while I ramble a bit, and feel free to chime in with ideas.

On last year's NaNo Novel )

Here's my take on Ethan: )

This is terribly long-- sorry. I'll stop and hope a couple of people can give me some thoughtful takes on Ethan Rayne. Thanks, all.

Hob
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I've had occasion of late to ponder the naming of characters. In my case, an original story I'm working on got me to thinking how much work needs to go into picking the right name to convey the kind of person this is, to make a reader want to find out what happens to this character. Some names are very old sounding (to my ear): Vernon. Some are almost too common: John. Some carry historical or literary connotations: Benedict (Arnold, though the current pontiff might spring to mind for some people, too). Some are incredibly pretentious: Percy.

It's all subjective, of course, and cultural as well-- it's sure there are names which are odd sounding to Americans that seem perfectly normal to those across the water.

What's got me thinking about it again is, whatever else you may think of JK Rowling, she has an uncanny grasp of names-- their meanings, sounds, potential for characterization. Dudley Dursley. You know all you really need to about this kid as soon as his name's introduced. Severus Snape just fits. I don't need to go on, I'm sure.

So why are the kids named so horribly? I posted something here about this very issue earlier tonight. It's really giving me fits, trying to imagine this story I'm starting to catch in my head, only to keep tripping over the boy's name, not unlike Trelawny over her luggage. The girls aren't so bad, but I'm not writing about any of them just yet.

In other news, I do have an offering for Summer of Giles-- something I wrote a couple of months ago, before potterdammerung madness sucked out my brain. It has the virtue of being short, at least. If anybody'd like to take a quick look at it for me and suggest a title, I'd be forever grateful. I somehow doubt it will get any more added to it before Wednesday. My head's just not in that space just now.

Hob
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I wanted to share this link from "Coding Horror", one of my daily time wasters. It's usually shop talk about computer programming, but this one is relevant to those of us who are, or aspire to be, writers, especially out here on the 'net. The thing I found most interesting, because it kind of confirms my own feelings and experience reading out here:

Whether you call it "information foraging" or the rather more honest "maximum benefit for minimum effort", it's a powerful model of the way people actually work online. There are billions of web pages, and only a tiny fraction are worth the users' time. That's why informavores are unforgiving. They will..

* Demand to see what you have to offer in under four seconds.
* Form a first impression of your site in just 50 milliseconds.
* Give up on your site entirely within two minutes of arriving.



A related question is-- how has the faster pace of modern communications affected the human ability to read-- and write? My eyes were skipping ahead in well written but long exposition/descriptive passages in paperback novels well before I set eyes on a computer. And I read fast enough that taking the extra time isn't a problem.

I find in general, that poetic flashes of image, evocative phrases and crisp, understated dialogue work best to draw me in and keep me in. If you want to see a fantastic example of this kind of writing, (and an explanation of why I've been so silent the past week or so) look no farther than Anna's Roman Holiday. Anna is a Harry Potter fic author, and I have learned a heck of a lot from devouring her writing this week. This tale has excellent and unexpectedly sympathetic versions of Draco and Snape, and a sequel has a really neat and wholly original Sybil Trelawney. I'd rate it high Mature, with some definitely Adult Only content. There's a scene early on with Hermione and Snape that almost put me off the whole thing, (you'll know if when you get to it) but I'm glad I gave it a chance after that, because the whole series is fantastic.

I should warn that the third book in the trilogy is unfinished, but I know the characters and the shape of the tale well enough at this point that I don't feel the loss so keenly-- I'd like to see how she ends it, but I can easily supply my own if she never gets back to it. It's not as wrenching as the Transformations Quartet, anyway. Go read and enjoy and learn. And thanks to [livejournal.com profile] clavally and [livejournal.com profile] lady_clover for reccing this to me.

ETA: The responses I've gotten have made me rethink this idea. I think what I'm trying to get at is, however you do it, you have a really limited amount of time to get a reader engaged in your writing, and that time is even more limited by its being on the net. Maybe the better question is-- what engages You as a reader? What do you pause to read and what do you give up on quickly?
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Ok, for some people, writing fanfic is an end in itself. For me, it’s a means to an end. See, I want to grow up to be a writer. Except for the growing up part. So here is the obligatory postmortem on “Through a Glass Darkly”, the what-I-learned with interesting side notes on the process of creating my second completed bit of fiction in over 20 years, for the reading pleasure of one Lady [livejournal.com profile] antennapedia, who taught me how to do these, and her kitten. And maybe you.

Read More... )
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Um yeah. So, my landlord dropped by on Saturday. He's been trying to sell this house I live in (a 2 family) for about 6 months, ever since his wife died suddenly last fall. And he's often here working, moving stuff out of the garage and making repairs. But when I opened the door, I sensed he wasn't here for that reason.

He told me that I should not pay him any more rent as of now.Read More... )

So prayers or good thoughts would be appreciated, for Hob Landlord, and for us. I am up way too late because I just can't sleep, probably from delayed reaction to this bit of news.

In good news, "Through a Glass" is pretty close to done. Part 3 is to final beta, and I'm working on polishing the ending. I'm starting to feel low about it, though, because damn, it's good, but it's just too wordy. I want to go in and slash it, but I don't have the energy to spare just now. I read up to the end of part 4 (sans epilogue) to Wee Hob this weekend and -- Gah! I'd never tried reading my writing aloud. Apparently I should do more of it. Before inflicting it on the unwary world....

Still, it is completed. It has a shape, and I think it says something worth saying. That's something to be proud of, and I am.

okay, off to bed, to stare at the ceiling a while. night all.

Hob
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Except for his departure at the end of Tabula Rasa, does Giles ever truly leave Buffy unaided in her battles?

Throughout the series, he trains her for routine patrols and does research for more serious threats. When the chips are down though, he either fights alongside her: "Bad Girls", "The Zeppo," "The Gift," "Graduation Day," comes to her rescue: "Gingerbread," breaks his resolve to let her fight alone: "Helpless," "Once More with Feeling," "Two to Go/Grave." And when he knows she's really going to die, he resolves to go out and die in her place: "Prophecy Girl."

I think this is why the Council sent him in the first place. They knew it was exceedingly likely he would die for his Slayer, or put himself in harm's way fighting alongside her, and it seems from the way the Council operates that they were hoping for this outcome, and that his end would take this unexpected and uncontrolled Slayer with him, clearing the way for someone they could more easily control.

My question for the f-list: I'm sure there are objections one could make to this characterization, that Giles never truly lets Buffy go off without him. But, can an even stronger case be made for my premise above? And if so, what must it do to him, when he's suddenly the head of the Council, and he can no longer personally fight for all the girls he feels a duty to protect? When his decisions lead some of them to their deaths?

I have an addition to the "My Giles" list I wrote in November:

My Giles

no longer knows every Slayer by name. But he never forgets the names of the Dead, nor the circumstances of their deaths. Nor the faces of each parent, each sibling, when he breaks the news of their Slayer's sacrifice. He carries them all in his heart. It's his duty, you see.

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I got about 822 words written tonight, not couting the above, on my "Watcher's Love*" story (*new working title), rewound now to the point where it started to Jump the Shark. As a happy coincidence, I read some of Wil Wheaton's DVD commentaries on ST:TNG recced by [livejournal.com profile] liz_marcs last night, and some of his comments about people needing a Reason to enter or leave a scene really struck home. That was part of what was wrong with where I was trying to go-- I had lost sight of the Reasons why I was writing this story (and why a Documentary is So not what I want here....)

I'd be interested to hear others' thoughts on all this.
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Ok, I have come to painful realization. I have Jumped The Shark in my current story (which I guess I can't call a Nano Novel anymore, given the date.) Not sure whether or not that puts me in good company as a writer in the Jossverse, however unofficial my status....

So, it is my sad duty to rewind to the point where it wasn't too messed up, and start over there. In my case, mumble mumble, boring story details )

Anyone else ever done this? How do you handle Jumping the Shark? How do you know when you've done it? how do you fix it? How do you avoid it in the first place?

And in general, how normal is it to find serious inconsistencies in a long story you're writing, where you may have set it aside and picked it up again several times? How do you handle that? I'm just curious how other writers do it, and I have a wealth of experienced writers on my friends list, so....

Hope everyone's having a fun first day back in the salt mines.

Hob
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Not the right time of year for this, but I was thinking about it, and how we humans make stories. So--

I was driving with my son the other night, and he was talking about a video he’d seen recently-- “The Hound of the Baskervilles.” And he noted that there was less talk about science in this story, and more about supernatural stuff. And talk turned to how ghost stories start in the first place. I told him that usually, ghost stories start with some real event, that gets embellished over time. And he said, “How could that happen?” So I gave him a real life example. And then-- he gave me his own. And it was amazing.

Two ghost stories... )

We make stories for lots of reasons. To comfort us. To share our beliefs about how the world is. To make sense of an often nonsensical existence. We wouldn’t write or tell our tales, if we didn’t need to do it on some basic level. And we wouldn’t read others’ tales, unless it filled something inside us.

So I put it to you, writers and readers-- what do you need? And when was the last time you thought about how those needs, and the needs of the audience, fit into your stories?
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On this last night of Nano, when I am only 23.5K words in the hole and could not possibly type fast enough to get them all in, even if I had them written yet, I have been thinking about how I write. And wondering how so many of my talented friends do it. So, I put it to you-- how do you go about writing fiction?

Here's how I do it.... )

So, that's my writing process. What's yours?

And thanks to everyone who offered encouragement, feedback, and smacks in the head to me this month. Words can't express how much I appreciate it.

Hob
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On reading with small boys.... )And on writing a novel... )
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Antenna, wicked wench that she is, hath led me astray. For Lo, I have agreed to fritter away my November trying to write a Novel.

Ok, Hob, breathe. Does anyone mind if I pass out?

So, here are the questions I've come up with so far:

1. How much advance preparation is cheating? I mean, what if some interesting scene comes to me tomorrow and I decide to use it November 1st? What if some little thing I started a year ago becomes the plot for the thing? Worse, what if there ends up being no plot?

2. How do other people come up with ideas? And no, my current employer thinks that I have taken a vow of poverty. And That Raise they promised me wasn't in my last check. We'll see what happens Friday, but still-- I do not have the funds at the moment to buy the very interesting looking book they offer: "No Plot? No Problem!" I am trying to convince my local library they should invest in a copy, and promote the NaNoWriMo as a local event.

3. Does that make me a minor imp? What do I have to do to get promoted to archfiend?

Guess that's enough for now. I just had the joy of beta reading something for one of my friends -- I really like reading something and knowing that my feedback might make a difference Right Now. Also like finding good things to say, as well as pointing out the jarring bits. In this case, finding brilliant passages wasn't hard.

And after that I had the joy of reading a bit of Puck of Pook's Hill with the lad before bed. I like that it's interesting enough-- pirates and Roman soldiers and other interesting types wandering through it-- but yet it's really an easy read, structurally and sytactically-- with just enough odd words in there for him to get some exposure to dialect and more archaic phrasings. And the little anecdotes the characters tell-- some of them are really funny. Especially if you're 11.

I think I better rest up now, myself. Good night, all.

Hob
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