“Women who start out as ugly ducklings don’t become beautiful swans. What they mainly become is confident ducks. They take charge of their lives.”
–Maeve Binchy (via Annette Curtis Klause)
I love this, because the ugly duckling narrative feels more flawed to me the older I get. Longing for transformation doesn’t seem half so powerful as owning and loving and rocking what one already is.
I wonder if it’s common, a natural sort of progression, to start off dreaming of secretly being something else (a changeling, an alien foundling, the secret heir to the king and queen of a far off land), and then to come around to wanting to be more fully oneself.
A version of oneself, of course, who visits faerie realms, and alien planets, and other far-off lands. But nonetheless.
Now that you mention it, the idea of moisture farming is pretty suspect. Why did I never realize this?
XKCD’s new “what if?” feature looks at just how much force power Yoda can output. With numbers. Awesome.
Also from XKCD, what would happen if you gathered a mole of moles? Come on, you know you’ve always wondered.
Video of flood waters in the vicinity of this summer’s New Mexico wildfires.
Perfume that smells like a fresh-printed book. My amateur bookbinder reaction is, “But I already own a bottle of book glue.” (Via lnhammer.)
Olympic athletes versus wild animals. Though the races seem a bit rigged, if you ask me. I mean, if you put Michael Phelps up against the migratory birds, the results would be very different. Also, I count a gymnastics loss for the hummingbird there.
Another olympic-qualifying female athlete is given a hard time for not being rail-thin. Apparently we just can’t get our brains around the idea that “skinny” and “fit / healthy” are not absolute synonyms.
Writer Beware guest post in praise of ripening. Or, why publishing faster is not always better.
When Tolkien meets … well, just click. Again, why did I never realize?
Sometimes a story requires detailed explanations. Other times it requires the author at least know the detailed explanations. But still other times, you just need to play the story game well enough to say with conviction, “He’s the goddamned Batman, that’s how.” This is, of course, harder than it sounds. (From Swan Tower).
Dear Protagonist and All Secondary Characters Still Standing,
I’m sorry, but there’s only room for one round of heartwarming/rending tears per story.
It’s a pacing thing. It isn’t personal.
But you’re going to have to choose.
Ah, that part of the writing process where I look at the half dozen or so denoument-y scenes at the end of the draft and try to figure out how to compress them into a single winding down of action.
Complicated by the fact that this book actually does want a bit of “action after the action.” (ponder ponder ponder) (restructure restructure restructure) (cut cut cut)
Dear Secondary Character Who Has Changed Everything But Her Name and Attitude Since the First Draft,
To the very end, you refuse to be entirely kind or likable.
And in so doing, you make us like you.
Well played. Well played.
View earlier character conversations here.
So if I’ve done everything right, this post should be crossposted from my shiny new wordpress blog to my comfy and well-loved livejournal blog, with comments enabled both places. (One day, if I can figure out how, I may sync comments between the blogs as well.)
My livejournal isn’t going anywhere anytime soon. But there seems to be a pretty split mix of people preferring lj and non-lj platforms, so it was time to experiment with crossposting.
For people coming in from wordpress, all my blog posts before late July 2012 (like, almost a decade’s worth) can be found over at livejournal.
So hi! Good to see you, either place!
… visit my livejournal at janni.livejournal.com. A decade of older posts remain there; future posts will be crossposted to both this blog and that one.