Here's my schedule for CanCon 2016. Hope to see you there!
8-9PM Unarmed Comparitive Martial Arts for Dummies and Writers
Basically an hour for martial arts geeks to wonk out over different unarmed arts and let you know how to make them sound believable in your writing. Prepare to have your preconceived notions shattered!
7-8PM What if vN Is Just The First Circle of Hell? The Dark Future of Sexuality
Fair warning, I doubt this panel will be full of unicorns and ponies and will likely get quite dark. Don't bring your kids and expect some controversial topics to be raised, discussed, and possibly deconstructed.
12-1PM Swordfighting 201
It's more than just sticking the other man with the pointy end. Expect some discussions and demos if there's room.
And that's it. I'll be wandering around the rest of the time so feel free to say hi!
Wednesday, August 31, 2016
I admit it, I'm a bad blogger. I haven't posted anything since March, but in my defense there's been a ton of things in real life that have kept me busy, including getting ready for CanCon a week and a bit from now.
Hopefully I'll have more time for content later.
Hopefully I'll have more time for content later.
Saturday, March 19, 2016
I had a revelation last night. I was playing the X-Wing miniatures game with some buddies, good game you should check it out, and had to sit out the first round of games because I arrived late. So I did what my kendo sensei calls "looking and learning practice". I watched two of my buddies play the game and realized that what my one buddy was trying to do was create what I'll call the "magic bullet" squadron list.
The "magic bullet' is thus: a list that guarantees success despite the player's relative lack of experience, a list or combination that guarantees success no matter how incompetent the player.
You can guess what happened:
Now my buddy isn't a bad player but both he and I have only been playing the game for a few weeks. Unlike him I've discovered that what makes for a good game isn't looking for that one "magic bullet" to make your list formidable but rather you need to build a flexible list with options and learn and practice maneuvering around the playing field. Of the two, leaning to maneuver better will serve a player best in the long run.
Okay, so you're probably wondering what the hell this has to do with anything. Well, life and writing and all of it is very muck like a game of X-Wing. If you keep searching for that "magic bullet" you're wasting time that could be better spent learning how to maneuver.
No one thing is going to make your life perfect. Getting that degree or job or partner won't make you complete. What will make your life better is learning how to deal with the rocks and missiles fired your way, how to pick yourself up off the ground after life knocks the shit out of you. Learning how to never give up.
It's taken me a long time to realize this. Is my life perfect? Nope, but it's mine to live and I'm going to keep on learning how to dodge and weave and keep picking myself up when I fall.
Wednesday, March 16, 2016
March Break is a lot less exciting when you're no longer a kid. As an adult, even if you're in school, there's almost always some adulting that needs to be done that ruins any free time you may have.
Luckily for me two things have come to pass to give me a chance to recapture a little bit of March Break this year. One, I was able to get a day off in the middle of the week, for reasons other than March Break but enjoyable all the same, and two, Landmark Cinemas has been playing The Princess Bride all this week which is exactly what I went and watch today.
I've spoken before about how The Hobbit was one of the formative works for making me a writer. The Princess Bride is equally as important. It's one of those films that taps into why stories are important and timeless, how they can bridge the gap between generations.
It's a story that works on multiple levels as well. At one level is the story of Westly and Buttercup and all the craziness around them. Swordfights and true love, giants and evil princes. It's a classic tale but so infused with humor and panache that it never gets boring even after watching it dozens of times.
The Hobbit made me fall in love with books and fantasy, The Princess Bride made me fall in love with swordplay:
I maintain that this is one of the best swordfights ever committed to film, not because of technique or cinematography but because it's so much damn fun! My memory is a bit fuzzy, but I'm almost certain this is the first sword duel I ever saw on film. The only other contender could be the Vader/Obi-Wan duel from Star Wars but that duel, while iconic in its own way, is not the kind to inspire any kind of passion.
But aside from the duels there's the very simple framing story of the grandfather reading to his grandson, passing along a family tradition. It's wonderful to see the originally reluctant grandson, who's not overly fond of his grandfather, get into the story and actually have a real connection with his grandfather than bridges the gap between generations. It tells us that some stories are indeed timeless.
The movie also has a near perfect ending when the grandfather says "As you wish" echoing Westly's words to Buttercup and telling his grandson he loves him in one of the most poetic ways possible.
I could probably go on for about another thousands words picking The Princess Bride apart but instead I'll just end with this: If you can see this in the theater take your kids and if you can't then rent it and have a family movie night. Who knows, you may inspire the next great novelist.
Saturday, March 5, 2016
You know it's funny but it's taken me over 38 years to really get how the mind/body connection affects me, how it probably affects us all.
Let me explain.
A little over a year ago I ended up in the hospital when my gall bladder tried to kill me. I know, how galling of it! (I'll wait until you stop groaning to continue.)
I was in the hospital for three weeks and then spent another two and a half weeks up at my parents recovering and for most of that time I could barely eat. Heck, for a couple of days I lived of IV fluid and ice-chips. I only left their place after I could stand up long enough to have a decent shower. In other words, my body was trashed.
The worst part of the whole situation though was I could feel my creativity falling away, feeling my mind getting feeble. I was the kid who read constantly but during my recovery period I could barely concentrate long enough to watch the Food Network! (Yes the Food Network sustained me when I couldn't eat. Yes, it's weird, I know.)
Even though I probably nearly died (maybe - I know my doctor was worried there for a bit but found that out long after I was out of the hospital) what worried me the most was that I might have lost my creative spark, my ability to write.
I know I'm not the only one this has happened to, but damn if it wasn't scary.
I'm glad to say I can still write. Now my fiction writing output has been negligible that last year because I've been schooling online to become a tech writer in addition to joining a gym and working with a trainer.
I've done the gym route before but this was the first time I've had a regular trainer and this brings me to the point I wanted to make. Today I went to kendo as regular and as has been happening lately I was just a little bit better than before. On top of that, after the class I wasn't as sore as before, meaning all the mental energy I would have used for pain management can go elsewhere, such as writing this post.
I could go on and on about this, but the truth is I'm excited about what this means. If I can keep up my training then when I finish my schooling or even before then I can get back into writing fiction, back into working towards the writing career I've always dreamed about.
I'm not there yet but each day brings me closer.