Wednesday, December 28, 2005

That "Other" Author Starting With T-O-L

So I sent out a short story to a science fiction mag, and I'm in the middle of preparing another, and I just had an absurdly premature brainwave that I needed to share (premature in that I have yet to sell a story). I was thinking about using another more pronounceable last name than mine, and another less generic first name than "Sarah," but in the end I couldn't be bothered to think up something, so I just stuck my actual name on the manuscripts. Then tonight I was like, "Aaahhh crap, I will be stuck on the bottom of the shelf if I have a book published and people will not want to bend down to check me out."

Then it hit me. AM I INSANE? I HAVE THE MOST PERFECT NAME EVER! I WILL BE RIGHT NEXT TO TOLKIEN! Like, right there.

Um, and then it hit me that I should be spending more time editing this and packing the car to drive to New Orleans tomorrow morning, instead of drooling over my future hypothetical shelf space, so bye.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Packing For New Orleans!

Packing for New Orleans! Packing for New Orleans! (Sorry, that's pretty much the content of this post.) Oh, and here is my new future abode, only a couple blocks from the house that kept trying to kill me. Wish us luck as we cram tons of stuff into a tiny sports car!

Mike's Apartment

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Free Publicity For the Fantasy Genre

I added this recommended books section to my website. I am tired of only being able to talk about the books I like with people on the internet. Yo, just because there is a picture of a wizard on the cover does not mean the writing is bad and the story is silly! You want real adventures in reading, the kind of stuff that definitely will not happen to you in your life? Why not try fantasy? Don't tell me it's lame and you will look like a dork. Go check out some of my party pics, and see if I look like a dork. (I may BE a dork, but it's not like they make us wear signs, you know.) Don't tell me it sucks. I once read three pages of a Tom Clancy book, only to throw it down and never pick it up again because he changed point of view (cringe) twice on ONE PAGE. I know the type of crap America is reading, OK?

Whatever. Go read the books I like. Why? Because I have good taste, and good grammar, and I say so. There's a start. Or hey, there are some children's books on my list. At least give them to your kids, so they don't grow up completely devoid of imagination.

Sunday, December 11, 2005

Thoughts On Katrina Ignorance

So yesterday I wanted to get glasses, and didn't have my prescription with me. I did have my contact lens prescription and was informed that wasn't the same thing. Fine, whatever. But the conversation I had with the sales girl was slightly disturbing to me, though it took me a couple hours of thought to pinpoint why.

I said, "I have a current prescription, but the problem is I'm from New Orleans, and I'm not sure if they're open."
"Well, on Monday you can call them and have them fax it over," she said.
"No," I said. "I'm from New Orleans. It might, um, be destroyed?"
She finally figured it out. "Oh." Then she did apologize, but the whole situation was rather awkward. I just assumed she would know what I meant; she didn't.

I think it's just frustrating because a lot of people think Katrina is "over." They think everything's been fixed and is back to normal. I have heard of many other "exiles" who have experienced similar ignorance. People really believe things are normal there! I know that, when we arrive in 3 weeks, we will find that this is far from the case. Businesses are closed, basic services are not available, and the city is empty, even three months later. So pardon me for saying it, but I'm offended by people other places in the U.S. who assume New Orleans must be OK by now. What kind of people are we? We see 24 hour coverage of something awful, feel bad, send $50 to the Red Cross, feel absolved, and then turn off the news and promptly forget. The city of New Orleans itself is currently suffering from the exact same problem: an initial outpouring of good wishes, coupled with an utter lack of follow-up.

Why aren't more people upset about what's happening? Is it because, when Americans think of 9/11, they have an enemy they can picture? Does that make it easy for them to remember New York yet forget New Orleans? Why do we persist in wasting tax dollars in Iraq, while expressing stinginess toward Americans? And lord, I am really not trying to be a whiner here, but why is "easy" charity the only charity people are willing to offer?

I will try to give some examples of everyday Katrina frustration to explain what I mean. OK, so I go to the bank and they won't cash checks because I don't have an account. There is no Bank One/Chase here, so I have to mail my checks to a P.O. Box in Kentucky, which takes a week. "But our bank matched $1 million dollars in donations to Katrina refugees." Yes, good for you, but real refugees would be most helped out by the simple things, like for you to make me a money order so I can put down a deposit on an apartment. Or perhaps let me take out more than $200 per day from your ATM. We needed $2200 cash to get an apartment, and that process took DAYS, because no one was willing to cut us a break. Nor were people willing to rent to us on a 4 month lease. "No, sorry, can't sell you beer because you don't have a Massachusetts ID. But yeah, sorry about... uh, that. If there's anything else we can do..." "What? What is the point of a reference with a phone number that doesn't work? That's not a reference. What do you mean, you don't know where your landlord is? Who doesn't know where their landlord is?"

It's the little things that make your everyday life the way it was before that are compromised. Those things are important. OK, now imagine my daily red-tape-related annoyances on a large scale. The scale of a city. We don't want empty sympathy-- we want a country that values genuine help over sentiment and spin. We just want to be able to live our lives the way we lived them before.

Sorry about the rant. Go read this editorial in the New York Times. And don't be ignorant.
PO-ed Sarah who urges Washington to make levees, dammit! Levees, not war!
This is pissed-off Sarah. She looks pissed-off, doesn't she? Pissed-off Sarah demands levees (among other things). Have a nice day.

Thursday, December 8, 2005

Musings on My Brown SLU Hoodie

Having noticed that postings on this blog have become extremely nerdy as of late, I now offer for your reading pleasure something completely different: A list of Reasons Why I Love My Brown SLU Hoodie.
1. It is soft, especially the cuffs.
2. It keeps me warm on Boston days. Brrrr.
3. It's scarlet and brown! The blood and the mud, baby!
4. If you wear it with the hood up, you too can give off that Obi-Wan Kenobi vibe.
5. When you spill coffee and other substances on it, you don't have to wash it right away... cause it's brown! Yeah!
6. It doubles as a disguise. Because it is baggy. And brown.
7. Sense of history. It has been to two Snow Bowls, the Hoot Owl, and many sporting events. It has climbed mountains, and spent hours at the Pub. It has been hungover on Sundays. Ohhh yes, it has been hungover.
8. All the coolest people have one.

Thursday, December 1, 2005

In Case You Were Wondering...

Exactly how much of a novel is 59,500 words, which is what I've got? I put it in manuscript format (Courier, 12 pt, double spaced, 1 inch margins) and it's 270 pages. And of course, it's still not finished. But I am taking a couple days off now, so I can look at the thing with fresh perspective and figure out what order I want all the scenes in and make sure the stuff I speed-wrote is OK. But I have (almost) written my first novel!