Well today we had our last meeting in my English 2265 class, Introduction to Creative Fiction. I don’t think it’ll surprise that many people, but I did very well in this class. Still, it could be difficult at times, especially since I had to write a literary short story with only genre elements. That was rough. Luckily the second draft went very well, so I think that one I could potentially get published.
Well, we did our final critiques and revision exercises in class, someone passed around candy, we filled out some papers meant to grade the teacher (God I love that), and somehow at the end I managed to convince the entire class to join me in a singing of “Hallelujah” by Jeff Buckley. It was pretty funny, actually. After the class I had to listen to that song on my iPod.
I also turned in my final portfolio for the class, which included my initial draft of Doll’s Game, the revision exercise I had to turn in and read to the class, the global revision (or as I call it, the rewrite) and an essay where I went over how I incorporated the material from the critique session into my short story. I think I’m one of the person to turn their portfolio in, so hopefully my teacher will get to it first. I really would like that to be the case, because I want to send Doll’s Game (or as I renamed it, Animal Child) to a certain new magazine I’ve heard about.
This evening at my dorm, we had a program about how Disney might’ve affected our worldviews in a number of ways when we were children. The discussion wasn’t so much to bash Disney as an evil organization that brainwashes children (though that might actually be the case, for all I know), but so much to sit back and tak as educated adults about how Disney may have incorporated certain things into their works, willingly or unwillingly, that changed our outlooks on life. The discussion went through all sorts of topics, from the princess mentality (you saw that coming), sexuality, the villains all are ugly and wearing black, the good looks of the main characters and the sometimes stereotypical ugliness of the villains and minor characters, the differences between men with power and women with power, and it encompassed all sorts of works, from the early Disney films that were obviously about women in traditional roles and love at first sight, to Disney’s current attempts to be more modern and accepting at the expense of the princess of Brave being called a lesbian and the popular TV show Once Upon a Time, which is owned by Disney but takes it old classics and turns them upside down in an interesting fashion.
What we discussed was really interesting and I learned a lot more than I thought I would, and I think everyone else feels the same. Heck, we brought up major criticisms of Aladdin involving stereotypes and mishmashed cultures, and that’s something I haven’t thought about. If you go back and look at some of these old films, you may find yourself seeing things you didn’t see as a kid (I went to Youtube to look at some songs brought up at the discussion, and Good Lord, there were lyrics with more significance than I remember).
Oh, and for those of you wondering how much Disney may have affected me (and consequently my writing), you don’t have to worry; when I first saw those films, I was at an age where I had pretty pictures and sounds to occupy me. I didn’t absorb much beyond that. It wasn’t until I was older that I started absorbing stuff from what I watched, and by then I’d moved onto animes like Sailor Moon and Ronin Warriors. Trust me, it showed in my early writing: when I was ten I tried writing a pirate novel, and a princess ended up joining the crew after they boarded her ship (why she was on the ship or what happened to the crew of said ship or why she joined the pirate crew as an alternative to a dungeon on a magic island or why she was automatically made first mate, I never explained, but I was 10, so go figure), and for a while she was only interested in being a good first mate. Romance didn’t develop till later (or it would have; I never finished that story to tell you the truth).
What about you? Has Disney films affected you in any way?
That includes wondering if your kids should be watching this sort of stuff with all the themes you’re noticing in the storyline and animation, by the way.
Oh, and who in the discussion group said that in the Aladdin song “Arabian nights” there was a lyric about getting ears cut off for ugly faces? I looked, but it’s not in the official movie. It’s in another version though. Look:
Last night before I went to bed, I came up with another idea for a short story. It didn’t involve black dog spirits, but it did strike me as an interesting idea, so I got out a sticky note, wrote it down, and tacked it to the tackboard above my desk. The idea was someone who had an unusual addiction (I’m not going to say what this addiction is, for obvious reasons) and what happened to him when he tried to get clean (again, I’m not going to say what happens to him, just to be mysterious). I considered saving it for my creative writing class next semester, where the teacher has a bigger emphasis on literary fiction than my previous teacher, but I felt this story would be better written with some dark, supernatural elements, and besides, I wouldn’t know how to make the conflict interesting if it was just getting over his addiction (there’s enough stories out there, real and otherwise, that are like that).
This makes fourteen stories if you include the black dog idea that’s still forming in the mess that is my head. And yet with my school and work schedules and trying to write Snake in a timely manner (I started Chapter 68 last night), it’s difficult to find time to write them. I probably won’t even consider starting one of these stories until after I finish the first draft of Snake. So until then, I’ll just have to keep them on the tackboard till then.
But after Snake is finished? Well maybe I’ll do some short story writing. It’ll be fun and good practice for me. And who knows? I could get some of them published in magazines, or I could create a short story collection and put it online as an e-book for $1.99. I really won’t know until I start writing.
Until then, I’ll keep collecting ideas as they come to me. When Snake is done, I’ll have plenty of work to keep me occupied until Reborn City is published and I’m ready to tackle its sequel and editing Snake. And keeping busy is a good thing in my book.
I’m a huge fan of Paradise Lost, ever since we read some of it for class last spring. I enjoyed it so much, I asked my mom to buy me my own personal copy for my birthday, and she did, one with essays and critiques on Paradise Lost and its author John Milton. And this semseter, my documentary teacher gave us two assignments: the first assignment being we had to do a Powerpoint slideshow based on research we did concerning a particular work of literary fiction, and then afterwards create our own book based on pages taken from the book we used for our Powerpoint project (yeah, wierd for a doucmentary course, I know). Since the book we used had to be something that’s a great piece of literature, something that has been looked over by many scholars over the years, I ended up doing PL just because I wanted to break it out again (though thankfully the second assignment hasn’t involved me ripping out pages from my personal copy of PL).
And now I have some free time on my hands, so I’m going to do some editing, and then if there’s time after that before my next class, I’ll work a little bit on Snake just to relax. And guess what? I got Paradise Lost on audiobook, so I’ll be able to test whether audiobooks make great background noise for writing like political debates, hypnosis tracks, and spirituality lectures do. Here’s hoping it works, and that I don’t absorb some of the poetry subconsciously when I thought I hadn’t been paying attention and start to act too proud and pompous.
Well, we went over my revision exercise in class, and overall everyone loved how I tweaked my short story. Or perhaps “tweak” is too light a term for what I did. Anyway, they gave me some final suggestions for how to improve the story, so all I have to do is edit the story one more time and then turn it in with a few other documents for a grade by December 6th. After that, I’ll probably wait until I have the actual grade, but I’ll try submitting Animal Child somewhere for publication. I can already think of a few places it could go.
Let’s hope that I can write an awesome story that is also literary and not horror and get it published. Fingers crossed.
Well, it’s been an interesting day for me, and I’m going to end it by watching NCIS and writing during the commercial breaks. I’ll start with the first chapter of Part IV of Snake (wasn’t that a small break?). This part is where the Snake is offered help from a powerful sponsor in his goal to bring down the mafia family he hates so much (why does he hate it? You’ll have to read the novel once it comes out). This section is much smaller than Part III, with only sixteen chapters, but what sixteen chapters they are! The Snake doesn’t just meet allies: the family he’s fighting calls on its biggest and baddest hitman; someone comes dangerously close to the Snake’s true identity; the Snake has an episode; and there’s a sex scene. Yes, you read that right. A sex scene. It’ll be awkward to write.
WOOF!
As for the “Black Dogs” part of that title up there, I got another idea for a short story. Or perhaps the beginning of an idea for a short story. Black dogs are more than just cute; in folklore, particularly Celtic and English folklore, the black dog is a portent of death and a messenger of the underowrld. Occasionally they also double as benevolent spirits that watch over children and traverlers, but more often they are not something you want to run into on a dark, lonely night. So I’m going to write a short story based on the idea of a black dog spirit. First I’ve got to think of a context for it that’ll be exciting and not relatively used. Nothing’s come to mind yet, but I’ll come up with something; I did with the dybbuk idea.
You know, now that I think about it, this’ll make 13 short story ideas on my tackboard. What do you think? Should I create a collection of short stories and put it on the Internet as an e-book? I could write several of them over winter break. Let me know what you think.
Part III: Search and Rescue was the longest part of Snake I’ve written yet, a whopping twenty-nine chapters. I am happy to say that after I finished my homework this evening, I worked on the last two chapters for this section, and I finished it up! Can I just say, woo-hoo! There are eight parts of Snake, including the prologue and epilogue, and therefore with Part III marks the halfway point for the parts (but then again, the Parts are just for organizational purposes, so they’re no indicators of length left to go; the chapters do a better job of that, truthfully). A the end of this part, the Snake has finally gotten back what he sought out to get back when he started hunting mafioso, so he’s now got to fight to keep it, and he’ll be getting a little help along the way.
However, I think I’ll take a small break before I start Part IV: Alliance. Maybe I’ll edit a short story or two. It is about time I take a second look at Animal Child. Or maybe I’ll sit back an read a book. It’s all up to me, at any rate.
So before you click away from this post, I’d like to update you on word and page counts, like I’ve been doing after I’ve finished the previous parts (and when I say “page counts”, I mean when the pages are 8.5″ x 11″ paper, double spaced, and 12-point Times New Roman font, so take that into account before making a loud whistle). The page and word count for the prologue was fourteen pages and 3,979 words. From Part I, forty-one pages and 10,177 words. From Part II, ninety-six pages and 23,801 words. And from Part III (cue drum roll)…one-hundred and twenty-six pages and 30,733 words. In total, this leads to two-hundred and seventy-seven pages and 68,690 words.
So not yet as long as Reborn City, but it’s getting there, isn’t it? And if I’d stayed in NaNoWriMo, I’d have done an excellent first try for Part III alone.
I’ll keep everyone updated on my progress. Please continue to support me, and I’ll let you know what’s what with both RC and Snake.
aka Jack Frost Joins The Guardians, Which By This Point Is Already A Major League of Childhood Mascots Reworked For This Movie.
At first I didn’t think I’d want to see this movie. It has, among other things, Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny, which are not exactly Jewish, and it’s also a children’s film. But the commercials made it look fun, so I went to see it…in 3D. Turns out, it’s pretty good. The movie follows Jack Frost, who up until I saw this movie I didn’t think much about, as he is chosen to become a Guardian, a mythical warrior chosen to protect the children of Earth, as the Guardians go up against the boogeyman, Pitch Black, who wants to engulf the world in nightmares created by corrupting the sand of the Sandman. Jack joins up, at first only to get his memories, which Pitch has somehow stolen, but later because he really wants to help kids.
Cue the “awwww”.
Awwwww.
Moving on…
Okay, this film shows how far computer animation has come, and when you see it in 3D, it’s just magical. The characters, for all their flatness and lack of character development except for Jack, are really fun to watch, whether they’re preparing for their holidays or fighting bad guys or fighting with each other. The nightmares and the fight scenes might be a little much for younger viewers (heck, I was a little scared), but there will be moments that make you want to cry a little. I know my eyes got a little wet. And except for the parts where the characters veer off from fighting Pitch to make sure Easter is safe or the Tooth Fairy gets her duties done, it’s a pretty solid story.
All in all, I give this movie a 4.2 out of 5 for great animation, scaring me with the nightmare creatures, and for a moral/theme that will make your heart melt. Kudos to the filmmakers.
However, I must warn you that if you are a die-hard Christian who doesn’t like it when Christmas or Easter are commercialized and you’re nervous about bringing your kids to see it, then be warned, at one point the Easter Bunny says that Easter is about the renewal of life, not the resurrection of Jesus. Just warning you, though I’m not sure why; a lot of the work I plan to write will fly in the face of Christianity, especially the work I have planned about Satan and the war with the angels (to be written someday in the future).
Aha, this is my school! All the Bucks are awesome and cool! Few times we run the ball, and we didn’t lose at all, ’cause we ain’t no 3rd string team! We ain’t no 3rd string team.
Oh come let’s sing Ohio’s praise
And songs to Alma Mater raise
While our hearts rebounding thrill
With joy which death alone can still
Summer’s heat or winter’s cold
The seasons pass the years will roll
Time and change will surely show
How firm thy friendship … OHIO!
Oh, I just love Carmen Ohio, don’t you! Today Ohio State beat University of Michigan 26-21 in the fourth quarter, officially ending football season for Ohio State and securing us a 12-0 season. Honestly, when the game was over I wanted to rush over to Ohio Stadium and just give Urban Meyer, our head coach just coming off his first season, a big old hug! Thanks Coach Meyer!
Now I will admit, there were several plays, both this game and other games, that Ohio State made some really stupid mistakes that almost cost us the game. However, Coach Meyer really trained us hard, and we came back from a previous season that no one wants to remember to becoming an awesome team. If this year we were undefeated with a bunch of mistakes, how will we do next year?
And even if we don’t get to play in a Bowl Game because we’re still on probation, it’s still quite the season to remember don’t you think? So O-H, go Bucks, and I can’t wait for next year!
Oh, and if you’re wondering why I’m talking like I’m on the football team even though I’m not, let’s just say it’s an Ohio State thing where everyone acts like they’re a part of the game, a part of the team, a part of Ohio State. It’s strange I know, but it’s a thing we do, and I’m guessing it arose out of that famous Midwestern America hospitality.
Or it could be I’m completely wrong. I have no idea.
“Where is the one who killed me? I want my revenge!”
This evening after Thanksgiving dinner, some of my family and I settled down to watch The Hunger Games movie (which is kind of ironic, and not just because there’s a big metal structure in the arena called “the cornucopia”). All those in the room under the age of twenty had already seen the movie, while the adults–my dad and his wife, my uncle Tom and my aunt Tiina (and the “uncle” and “aunt” part is lowercase because I don’t call them “Aunt” or “Uncle” and they’re fine with that, for those of you wondering. And no, that’s not their real names)–had never seen this movie or read the books (except my dad’s wife Michelle, but she hasn’t read the second book yet). The younger generation loved the movie of course, and most of them screamed during the scary parts, even if they’d already seen the movie. The older generation though…they didn’t get the film. Tina and Tom asked several times, “What’s the point of this movie? Why do teens find it so appealing?”
Well, if you don’t get dystopia’s appeal to teens and young adults, then there’s just no reason to explain it to you. But I’m digressing from what I really wanted to talk about in this post, and that’s indicated by the title of it.
During the course of the movie, some people like myself could handle the blood, gore and violence, while others who will go nameless were screaming or covering their eyes everytime someone died. What does this say? Obviously, that some people are okay with the macabre and terrifying, while others do fine without it. And it’s important to know that sometimes, but not because you should tailor your writing to suit their tastes. Heavens no!
What it teaches us is that, with those close to us, we should know whether or not they like something or not before we recommend it to them. I know some people, people close to you, will buy or read your work because they love you and they want to make you happy, but if you know someone’s not a fan of this or that and you put it in your work, you should give them fair warning before they read it. Safe to say, I think when Reborn City comes out, I’ll recommend it to everyone above the age of 15 who reads fantastic fiction, while I’ll tell everyone to be prepared for nightmares and terror when Snake comes out. Only fair, right?
Speacking of which, how do you guys deal with fear and terror? Do you really go for it, or not so much?
Rami Ungar The Writer 