COTTON THISTLE CLEARANCE
Random musings from the noggin' of Knolltrey
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Wednesday, 12 November 2008
Riding whole hog...
Mood:  cool
Topic: General

T'art (TYPERS art...): it's what's for dinner.

My latest personal artistic challenge is rendering up the demonic/"Novanjo" forms of my protagonists (ie: the Czech Hedgehog, Bound Angel and Sabre Dancer).

Easiest first. This one's still a work-in-progess and the full image also contains a juxtaposition with Justin Storm's more human form, but the idea is to eventually make a nifty flash file with lighting going back and forth. This would be one 'half' of the finished product, then (I've blacked out the parts that aren't tweaked out, yet)...

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...meh.

Chenine and Samantha's demonic forms will provide more of a challenge, I'd think...


Posted by shanekentknolltrey at 3:47 PM MNT
Friday, 31 October 2008
Jack-o-Lantern, here!
Mood:  a-ok
Topic: General

Happy Halloween, Western Hemispherians...

And an early happy Guy Fawkes Day to all you UK-ers.

I thought I'd celebrtate the day by uploading the next chapter of TYPERS to the website...

...but it's not ready, yet...

...hmmm...

on the plus side, the segues between these last few chapters of HMA are such that, once this one's out, the others should be rapidly finished as well.

...'rapidly', in my case, being some time before the end of time...

God willing...

Shane Kent, Shane Kent; t'was his intent to make you wait for updates...uh, 'ments'...

Anyway: have a ghoulish night. 


Posted by shanekentknolltrey at 2:26 PM ADT
Updated: Friday, 31 October 2008 2:29 PM ADT
Thursday, 23 October 2008
Blast to the Past
Mood:  lyrical
Topic: General

"...       The good doctor got to his feet and stretched. He retrieved the envelope addressed to Bydo Labs and crammed it in his pocket, but then he stopped. He opened the top and wedged that playing card [Queen of Hearts] into the fold, grinning all the while. He motioned to the live video feed with his head:

            “That spectacular little piece of tail is really just a card in our deck, anyway. Let her wear her suit with pride! Anyway, Wraith: as for your Committee and all, I’m sure that when all’s said and done there’ll be more than enough credit to go around.”

            Wraith was still staring down at the video feed. The nurse-phantoms, steam rising out the sides of their ugly rebreather masks like hot stink pouring out a wild hog’s snout, were busy holding down the young girl pinned to their operating table like a butterfly. Presently the girl’s entire body went to spasms. A silver knife— more accurately a spear— flittered about against the child’s writhing back as the doctor went to work on her.

            Doctor? Tch! Butcher, more like…

            A mop of hair flailed about, silver streaks dancing a manic chorea and a head turned around. Teeth— perfect, white and salivating with terror— yawned around a black chasm of a mouth, the tongue inside writhing like a snake. Above that a button-nose ran snot and two delicate eyes lay cemented shut, bleeding mighty rivers of water between them, the tears flying in beads from her wriggling head like a melancholy tempest.

            Wraith sighed:

            “Credit? Yes, there’ll be enough of that, I think. That and blame…”

            “What?” Roont turned around.

            The subcommander shook his head and sat up in his chair:

            “A name, Roont; a name. I think I have a name for our squadron, if you’re still interested…”                ..."

 

                                                                  From page 10 of TYPERS Chapter "If one Wake at Midnight..."

 

Whaddya think of flashbacks, huh?

I myself am somewhat divided about their efficacy, and Lord do all the proper book-writin' elites have their opinions. More often than not it's a general mantra: flashbacks are lazy writing, cheap and- on top of it all- break your reader out of the action just so you can f**k with the flow of time and give away important plot details you should have more carefully crafted into your narrative flow.

I agree with all those sentiments... to a point...

That snippet from the next chapter of TYPERS is part of the start of the chapter: an in medias res drop into the past without provocation or explanation (that's how I like to do flashbacks, anyway). So, while I agree in principle with the flashback-hating sentiments all around us I do still think they have their place. Here's why:

Third-person limited point of view...  for a given part of a given chapter (for me, specifically, during one of the roman numeral breaks) the narrator is inside a character's noggin and experiencing and commenting on what's going through that person's head. Now, organic flow of thought and conversation being what it is, humans tend to look to the past quite often (that is, the actual character is musing on his or her history; the narrator goes along for the ride). 99.9 percent of the time it's sufficient for the narrator to make a throwaway comment about such musings ("...he remembered the day they first met; she was eating a fig newton..."). Thus the reader is informed about a point's significance and the plot still advances in the here-and-now.

So... what about that .01 percent?

Well, actually, to dredge up some info from a previous post: it's about knowing when to 'show versus tell'...

...don't worry: no more rants about that again...

Basically that flasback up there segues into a present-time meeting between Wraith and Chenine (ie: the girl he's watching endure medical torture). Anyway: she's gonna say... something... in this meeting that prompts Wraith to nearly kill her, unbeknownst to the girl (ie: a 'twitching-trigger-finger-at-the-back-of-the-head' scenario) and he doesn't, even though logically he should.

Why not? Well, if I didn't include the flashback I'd literally have to include this kind of paragraph:

 "...  Wraith felt his actions were justified 'cause he was really, really mad at his daddy (Senior General of the Allied Commanders, blah, blah, blah...) and Wraith wanted to get back at him, but he also felt a little sad about how he was treating his squadron members, who he was technically supposed to be protecting   ..."

Doesn't quite seem as strong somehow, does it?

I honestly don't think it's a question of if flashbacks are appropriate- they can be- but rather when they should be used. Admittedly I use them way too often, probably, and while I usually stick to opening chapters with them (not 'interrupting' the flow of a chapter, in other words) these things should probably only be done a few times in a book, if that. I've only done it once in ROE (my other book) so far, and I don't anticipate another one.

The fact that I do it so often in TYPERS might be a problem, I don't know. Or it might be a product of so much head-jumping: I've got to always be mindful to link people's motives to actions, and sometimes the only way to do that is to follow their trains of thought back to the past.

And, of course, the most important thing to remember is to do it quickly and then get back to the future... running through a flashback at 88 miles per hour is nothing, but that 1.21 giggawatts of electricity can be a real bitch, at times...


Posted by shanekentknolltrey at 1:36 PM ADT
Updated: Thursday, 23 October 2008 1:38 PM ADT
Thursday, 16 October 2008
More than humanly possible, in fact...
Topic: Scientific Progress...

Look alive, mammals!

Unknown to me until this afternoon, it seems that the IUCN (ie: people who determine what lifeforms are endangered or thriving on the Blue Marble) has finally put out an official conservation status for Homo Sapiens sapiens.

...uh, if you're wondering: yes, we're doing fine, apparently.

It's a bit inaccurate, that "least concern" rating, though: apparently the IUCN doesn't have an "overpopulated" category, or anything. And it doesn't take into account the more "realistic" threats we face compared to other happy-as-a-clam animals... like... well, clams, I guess. All that report tells us is that... well, the human animal is not in any immediate danger of being eaten to extinction by anything else out there.

Thanks for the heads-up, eggheads...

In related news, Scientific Progress begins a study to find out why water is so wet...


Posted by shanekentknolltrey at 8:10 PM ADT
The Legend Continues...
Mood:  don't ask
Topic: Entertaining Insights

Well, the story goes on...

What do we have, then? Millions upon millions of dollars spent to bring cutting-edge CGI technology and top-billed actors into a top-notch fantasy world of grit, crime, and salvation (ie: the clever Max Payne franchise) and what do we get?

Crap. Naturally...

I've hit upon the concept before, so I will avoid the racuous ranting and all, but this is another proof of the rule:

Hollywood can not, will not, or simply is not fated to ever make a decent VG adaptation.

So it is written, so it is shown.

Now, to do my part personally, I would think about ways to even the odds for these films (putting a hit out on Uwe Boll would be a start, I suppose...) but there simply isn't anything that can be done: it's all hack directors getting studios to greenlight a fortune in royalty fees to the VG producers so the studios can put out a slipshod product and move on to other venues.

With the amount of cash needed to cover those royalties, well... only the most unimaginative and bottom-dollar minded folks around can afford to take a shot at these projects (people whos tailored suits "cost more than my education", to take a line from the Jurrasic Park franchise). And with the quality we get from it, well... it shows. The badness of these films would earn perpetrators the death penalty in most countries.

Previously I talked about the Lengend of Zelda and that little scare that IGN gave us as an April Fool's prank. Well, if this method of producing VG movies continues then the day they ever do come out with an LOZ movie might be the one day I seriously contemplate suicide...

...or homicide, anyway.


Posted by shanekentknolltrey at 7:29 PM ADT
Tuesday, 14 October 2008
Book of Numbers
Mood:  irritated
Topic: A Hello to Arms

People are...

Well, people... people are...

...yeesh...

The preface for this post is that, personally, one of Shane's most-favorite things in the world is caffiene, and one of my most-favoritest beverages of the caffinated variety is a simple little drink I call a Quint (fancy that, huh?).

It's a latte, btw, and can you guess how many shots of espresso go in it?

Huh? Anyone?

Yeah, a five-shot espresso latte. Delicious (and yes: even the chain-smokers sitting outside of Starbucks are staring at my and saying that I should cut down...).

Why do I share this nugget of goodness, you ask? One reason:

Nobody on the whole f**king planet seems to understand what the hell the word QUINTUPLE means!

Here's a tip for all our coffehouse friends: a "quintuple" is not four... a "quintuple" is not six (and if drank it with six, I'd probably just call it a "six shooter", or maybe even a "sex-presso" haha...)

I don't think it's too much to ask for people to know the basic tuple series for single digit numbers. This isn't friggin' esoteric information or minutae: I'm not asking you to laugh at any jokes about Schrodinger's Cat or obscure 80's cartoons (and lord knows I do barely well enough keeping the basic information down myself, but still... these are simple numerical placards, for God's sake!)

Next time I go for a beverage I might have to order like this:

Me: "gimme a latte with as many shots in it as that poor woman on the news recently who took fertility drugs to get pregnant and ended up with way too many kids than she can support but got her picture in the paper anyway."

Coffee-guy: "Oh: then you want quintuplets!"

...sigh...

 


Posted by shanekentknolltrey at 3:18 PM ADT
Wednesday, 1 October 2008
Stretched a little thin...
Mood:  down
Topic: Scientific Progress...

Does your life seem a little vapid? Maybe a little empty? Maybe a little lonely?

There might be a reason for that, scientists say:

The entire Earth might exist in a giant region filled with... well... a whole lot of nothing.

Scientists today say that our local area is generally devoid of matter (including that miraculous bit of handwavium, "dark matter / energy")

How do they know this? Well, see, matter in OTHER distant places isn't accelerating towards / away from us at the right speed (hence the reason for the "dark matter" phenomenon in the first place) but now even THOSE predictions of gravitation are coming out wonky.

Conclusion? Well, of course, we just don't HAVE any dark matter / energy in our neck of the woods. The next step in this tortuous process is for them to claim that, because we don't seem to have much matter in our local area, this proves the existance of dark matter in OTHER regions!

...confused? Yeah, me too.

Why the hell is it that cosmologists never seem to "get" the tenants of Occam's Razor when they probably should? Now, I don't have a doctorate or anything, and I'm not saying that "dark energies" don't exist in our universe (trust me, they do...) but why doesn't anyone ever stop to think of the alternative explanation...

...ah, hell: nevermind... I'm done belaboring that point...

Jeez: we're just stretching ourselves thin all around, aren't we? Given some paranoid wankers' predictions, though, we could have really "consolidated" all our matter in the local area if the Large Hadron Colider were to misbehave (it didn't, naturally, but neither did it detect "teh Higgs boson" either...)

In case you didn't know, there were concerns that the Large Hadron Collider would  produce a small black hole which, left unchecked, would engulf the earth in a material so dense and with such suckage that nothing, not even light, could escape the inane densiosity.

That void would have been small: say, on the order of five feet tall or so... and we don't need one of those around...

After all, we've already got one of 'em nipping at our heels, don't we? Two would be a crowd.

Scientific Progress eats a three-foot long hoagie to compensate for the extraordinary emptiness within...


Posted by shanekentknolltrey at 2:11 PM ADT
Updated: Wednesday, 1 October 2008 2:20 PM ADT
Saturday, 20 September 2008
...toooo the East siiiiide!
Mood:  a-ok
Now Playing: ...see title
Topic: General

Shane recently got a tiny promotion at his J-O-B.

Tisn't a fireworks and confetti moment, mind you, but maybe a cheap domestic champagne moment (oops: that's an oxymoron, actually, ain't it?)

The result will likely prove to stabilize my schedule more than anything, actually, and my free time won't be increased by any stretch of the imagination, but it'll be easier to regulate.

That's a fancy way of saying that I'll gonna get to write more, soon, among other things. Whether that's a good thing or not... well... depends on your point of view.


Posted by shanekentknolltrey at 4:26 PM ADT
Thursday, 18 September 2008
Separated at Birth?
Mood:  caffeinated
Topic: Copyright-Infringementish

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Makes you wonder why characters with half a facial disfigurement are so very common in genre literature and films, huh?

I'll never say I'm above cliches (cause I ain't, obviously), but I suppose its that wonderful visceral reaction you get from the character in question: an aria of beauty and a nocturne of beast clashing together in one amelodic screech (visually, I mean) to rival even that annoying "Murder" song from Psycho's shower scene.

...right: few things could top that, but a two-faced character does play up to some very cheap, readily available and deep-seated archetypal sentiments in an audience.

In my own defense, though,my own Antithesis doesn't ever really appear as pictured above anywhere in TYPERS: the rendering is just artistic liberty, 'natch, but it plays into the same semi-tired cliche we've seen time and again. Why is it trotted out so often? Well.... 'cause it's effective, I must say.

Actually I find the picture contrast up there amusing, too: if I were to ever describe Antithesis in one sentence (and using only two derivative descriptors) I would say thats he's "a cross between the Joker (not that one: this one...) and the T-1000".

...honestly, though, I do get annoyed that it's always the LEFT side of the face that's always disfigured... see, being left-handed myself I really take offense at such blatant stereotyping-

...ah, wait... I did it too, didn't I?

Eh, forget it...


Posted by shanekentknolltrey at 6:51 PM ADT
Thursday, 4 September 2008
Telling tales...
Mood:  caffeinated
Topic: Random Political Diatribe

This is gonna be a fairly long rant, so I apologize in advance... 

Close your eyes (go ahead, if you're not scanning this page on your iPhone while driving...) and imagine some of the worst cliches in the history of... well... cliches.

There's some doozies out there, alright, but it's one in particular that I have the most disdain for... in principle, at least. It's a writer's adage: an admonition to fiction writers so breathtakingly simple in its premise that it's refreshing, but so utterly limited in its contextual scope that it's retarded.

(Ah, sorry: don't wanna get into the same trouble that Tropic Thunder is in at the moment... I meant that this adage is very 'differently-abled'...)

But still, calling it the 'r-word' is really being too kind, when you really stop to think about it.

Oh, yeah: just what are we talking about, exactly? Why, that age-old adage that's found such a great burst of life in our soundbite era. It's stated with a sacrosanct authority by numerous literary luminaries and critics, giving one the impression that God the Father The Almighty Himself called the words to Moses as he came down from Mount Horeb, warning him to include this premise as the Eleventh Commandment (yeah, I'm being a bit hyperbolic, but what can I say?)

The Commandment in question?

That thou shalt "SHOW, DON'T TELL" when writing fiction.

...uh... 'kay. Er... what?

On its face the quip takes a bit of thinking over to understand, and then once you DO understand it you realize its brilliance, and that it has a distinct possibility to be a helpful aid for making your writing come alive. That is to say: on its face, it's pretty nice advice.

But, when you really stop to take a closer look at it, you realize that is has about as much usefulness and cost-benefit ratio as an Alaskan public-works project.

I preface this by stating that I'm no master of the English language by any stretch of the imagination, and one of the tenants of writing is that if you THINK you know everything then you know significantly less than nothing, but I'll try backing up all my points, here...

Right, let's back up a bit and think about the overall intent of the "show, don't tell" message: in writing (that is, good writing that doesn't put one to sleep within a matter of pages) the emphasis should be on describing character personalities, characteristics, flaws, biases, emotional states etc... by way of character action, not narrator description.

...'kay... I'm with them so far, in principle. So, then, if I were to jam out a li'l passage about, let's say myself, right now (ie: sitting down, sipping Galliano straight out of a martini glass) "telling" versus "showing", it would be something like this:

Example I: Telling (supposed "no-no"):  Shane sipped the Galliano. Shane really liked the Galliano.

Example II: Showing (supposed "yup-yup"): He swished the glass, relishing the bright yellow reflection of afternoon sunlight streaming through the liquid's divine body. With his nose to the rim that unmistakable scent of vanilla and anise bled up through his sinuses, tickling the very underside of his brain with playful whispers of licorice. With lips locked on the glass he sipped, slowly at first, his throat all the while trembling with a sound both terrible as it is content. If it couldn't be called a purr (for how absurb a notion is that!) then at least he would agree that man, if he were ever given suitable reason to purr, would most certainly find that reason staring right at him in the form of a narrow, foot-tall bottle in the back of the liquor cabinet... "Against the wall", as the bartenders might say.

So, obviously, in example II, I never actually say "Shane really likes the Galliano", but the reader should walk away with the distinct impression that I do. That paragraph also states this information in a far more interesting and tactile manner. Goody, goody...

So, then, what's my problem with the "Show, Don't Tell" adage? Two things:

 

1. It's written as an absolute.

2. People who swear by it tend to treat it as an absolute.

 

One phrase I've seen and heard far too often from people critiquing other people's work is that "you're telling, not showing".

WTF?

Now, it's certainly a problem if one makes a habit out of using straightforward exposition at every possible corner: "...he was happy that she came to see him... she was angry about the vase... he was upset that she was angry... she was livid at his upsetness... he was happy that she left..."

You get the point...

That is lazy writing: taking the non-scenic route, and it should be discouraged when it so utterly dominates a work as to make character actions secondary to their automatically-labeled states.

But when the f**k did simple Narrative Summary, in and of itself, become so reviled by so many?

There are out there many nitpickers who scream like banshees at any glossing over of action or summing-up of character status. "Show, don't tell!" they protest, but I think it's damned important to keep in mind that, sometimes, it's okay to attach easy labels and throw down simple, explicit definitions to action and mental states. That is to say, it's sometimes quite appropriate to "tell" and not to "show".

Sheesh! But to say "show, don't tell?" Please.

Besides the fact that, if this phrase were taken as an absolute, each book published in the US would be on the order of 10,000 pages in length, "telling" has its place in a truly rich narrative structure. Like the passive voice (of which I've touched upon before...) I can confidently state that not only is "telling" important: it can be critical to maintaining narrative structure.

Deal with it, nitpickers.

Let's use my Galliano example to bolster my point: Which example from earlier would you place on the blank line of each scene?

Scene #1:

The man pounded his fist on the table, rattling Shane's martini glass:

"Of course we should do things my way," he said. "No one would enjoy having things turn out the way you want. Ha! If you were left in charge of this project it would turn out to be as popular as that crappy yellow Galliano in your glass!"

With that he stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

__________________________________?

 

Scene #2:

Chapter 13:

Shane took his Martini glass from off the desk.

__________________________________?

The door burst open, bringing a most unwelcome visitor, and ruining Shane's quiet Galliano moment.

Well, we've demonstrated that Examples I and II both say the exact same thing (though one is "telling" and the other "showing"). Example I, the inexcusably bland "telling" example, brings a succinct point to the end of Scene I, as well as a smidgen of understated humor. If you used Example II here the reader would end up forgetting the preceding conversation by the time they'd finished with the paragraph. Therefore it is this bland, colorless sentence that is most appropriate to use. Why? 'Cause it isn't bland when considered in conjunction with the rest of the narrative structure. Doubtless some absolutists in the "show me" community would cry foul: "You're telling, not showing!"

You're damned right I am. F**king deal with it.

Now, Scene II is the beginning of a chapter and the whole opening mood and tone of the scene is set by establishing my deep love of Galliano: it is here that "telling" wouldn't quite cut it. The depth of "showing" sets the stage and violently contrasts with the later intrusion (the door bursting open).

What's my point with all of this? Simple: the adage should NOT be "Show, don't tell", but rather "Show when you need to show, tell when you need to tell, and be sure to know the f**king difference between the two situations".

The trick to all of this (to quote Kenny Rogers... *shudder*) is that you need to "know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em." And implicit in this is another little truth to keep in mind about absolutists:

If a great mind, even the most brilliant mind in existence, tells you that you should "never, never, never, never ever" do something, they are almost assuredly wrong.

And if 999 out of 1000 people you speak with tell you to "never, never, never, never ever" do something, those 999 out of 1000 people are still wrong, but you need to fully understand why they're telling you not to do something before you go off and do it.

Case in point: chronic "telling" makes for a drip-dull story, but "show, don't tell" is not much better, 'cause when it comes to creating new worlds of wonder, it's all really a matter of "show" and "tell", isn't it?

Huh... I guess I did learn everything I need to know in kindergarten...

Of course how much "telling" versus "showing" one does is also a matter of preference: distinct narrative flow, after all, is largely an individualistic thing and develops just like any other distinct and aquired taste.

 

...And with that Shane sipped the Galliano. Shane really liked the Galliano.

 


Posted by shanekentknolltrey at 9:06 PM ADT

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