June 24th, 2009


[links] Link salad for a pseudo-Friday

Good cover art gone bad — A reader discusses the cover of Green Powell's | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Borders  ].

Is Tor Books seeking to become the Amazon of science fiction and fantasy? — Simon Owens talks to Pablo Defendini. Interesting stuff about publishing and business models.

The Writer's Bathtub — Return of son of analogy. Useful metaphor for writers contemplating their careers.

Steorn perpetual motion machine, amazingly, may not work: independent jury resigns — Clearly a conspiracy is afoot.

In Every Black Man's Eyes--Death To The Rebel — Ta-Nehisi Coates with one of the more profound meditations on the black experience that I've ever read. Long but well worth it, especially for us white guys.

This outbreak of Three Panel Soul reminds of something I'd forgottenAn old story about how residents of Provo, Utah, are "disproportionately large consumers" of pornography. Which they prosecute in others, such as video store owner Larry W. Peterman. Ah, the consistency of moralism in conservative family values.

?otD: How do you spell Wednesday?

Body movement: 30 minute stationary bike ride, 10 minutes of stretching and meditation
This morning's weigh-in: 216.2
Currently reading: n/a (finished Cordelia's Honor by Lois McMaster Bujold)

Originally published at jlake.com.


[personal] Grids, the falling off thereof

calendula_witch arrives this evening. At a very stupidly early hour of the morrow we have my MRI to chase this liver mass a little further down the cancer road. Then we're off to Iron Springs until Sunday evening. I expect to be off the grid for almost four days starting tomorrow morning, as I believe there is neither Internet nor cell service where we're going to be.

So no link salad, no other wit and erudition, and slow-to-respond email. Y'all play nice while we're gone. Talk amongst yourselves.

Originally published at jlake.com.


[writing] Endurance progriss riport, day 11

Well, day 10 of writing Endurance was a zero word day, thanks to a transient lower GI problem. That was yesterday. Today, day 11, I have been severely challenged by the logistics of working a full day, packing for Iron Springs and fetching calendula_witch from the airport. Still, I got in 2,500 words in an hour and fifteen minutes. That meets one of my two minimums.

She and I discussed this issue of insufficient production for a while this evening. I think I'm going to reset my goalposts from two hours/2,500 words per day to 17,500 words per week, and give myself the flexibility to balance my time without feeling like I've failed. Given that I wrote 39,000 words last week, that goal has a lot of play in it. But right now I do feel like I failed in not writing yesterday, and in not writing a full two hours today. That's unfair to me and it's unfair to the book. So I bow to the wisdom of calendula_witch, and reset my self-evaluation parameters from daily to weekly.

The reality is I'll probably write pretty much the same. I'll just have more options when things get crunchy, as they have in the past 48 hours.

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