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Tuesday, June 28, 2005

It's my birthday and I'll blog if I want to
If you'll excuse the mangled song title, I just wanted to point out that today I celebrate the anniversary of my birth. I won't tell you how old I am, but you should be able to figure it out easily if you visit my Bio page. Speaking of which, I finally got around to updating it so that it includes my most recent moves. In addition, I've updated my Writings page as well, mostly adding a section for novellas so I could give Eyes in the Shadow a place in it.

Saturday, June 25, 2005

Five years in the making!
I booted up my old computer yesterday and went digging around for the first draft of Eyes in the Shadow. As I said when I posted the first chapter, I originally wrote the beginning of the story years ago, but I had forgotten exactly how many years. I'd been thinking I'd written it in 2002, but the timestamp on the file says February 21, 2000. That's over five years ago now! Yikes, that's old. I think I originally wrote it weeks, maybe even months, before that, as that's just the date of the most recent modification to the file. (Yes, I checked the Created Date in the Properties, but that didn't help, as it's actually later than the modification date, which just means that I copied it from another location, probably a Zip disk I was keeping all my personal files on at the time.) Most likely I first wrote it some time in November or December of 1999, as the story is set in the Holiday Season. At that time, I wrote the whole of Chapter 1, and the portion of Chapter 3 which reads:
They shared a hotel room but didn't sleep together. It surprised Ryan that this seemed strange to him. The girl, though she insisted they would one day marry, had no intention of having sex until they were married because of her religious beliefs. She said all this without any prompting from Ryan. She seemed to think every guy was just looking for a chance to bed every girl they met. Ryan had told her, rather acerbically, that he had no intention of sleeping with a woman on the first date, even if they were engaged--he had quickly amended that the last part had been sarcastic and he did not in the least bit believe that they were supposed to marry. And what he didn't say aloud was that while he thought she was attractive enough, he wasn't sure it was wise to even sleep in the same room with this strange woman who saw things and thought she was his fiancee. So if neither of them had the least intention to sleep with the other, why did it seem so odd that they were not doing so? He realized, as he lay in the dark listening to her soft breathing, that it was all a product of his culture. If this had been a movie, he was certain they'd be sleeping together. It made sense: guy saves girl from certain death (or something), they share a hotel room while hiding from the mysterious man chasing them, guy sleeps with girl. That was the natural and logical progression; he could even remember a couple of movies where that exact sequence had happened. And considering his movie-going habits, that must mean it was pretty predominant. Except, in the movies, the plot would normally make more sense.

He was just about to drift to sleep when he remembered that short, doubtful, insincere prayer he'd said just before all this started. God, he decided, had a bizarre sense of humor. Still, the prayer had been answered in a way, so he decided another, more serious one couldn't hurt. "God, help me through this." He glanced in the direction of the girl, breathing softly as she slept. "Help us both through this."

My original inspiration had gotten me to the point where they ran away from Red-eyes, but it gave out when I was trying to figure out how they escaped. I was inspired as to what would happen once they managed to do so, though, which is why I wrote out that scene at the hotel. I particularly liked the line "he wasn't sure it was wise to even sleep in the same room with this strange woman who saw things and thought she was his fiancee." It took me nearly five years to figure out how to get them to that hotel room. You'll notice that I just called her "the girl" in that section. That's because I didn't name her Emily until I wrote Chapter 2, in 2004.

You know, this actually gives me hope. If I can finish a story I started five years ago, then maybe I can do the same for "Galatea" and Fire.

Incidentally, I also found the first rough outline I did on the Maji. That's dated April of 2002.

Friday, June 24, 2005

Thanks, Doc and Sheya!
Since I can't seem to stop talking about Eyes in the Shadow (Go read it! Read it now!), I thought now would be an appropriate time to thank my loyal readers, namely Dave Gudeman (aka Doc Rampage) and Sheya Joie. I know that some others have read the story, but those two were the ones who faithfully read Eyes in the Shadow every time a chapter came out, and commented on it nearly as often. I cannot, I fear, say I do the same for their stories. I do read them, but often I fall behind by several weeks and have to read a lot in a single chunk in order to catch up, which makes it difficult to comment on the individual chapters. Doc and Sheya, and their comments, have been a large influence on how the story developed. To explain how requires spoilers, which is why I've waited until now to say so. If you want to know, however, click on show.


Now go visit Sheya's and Doc's blogs, and be sure to read The Child and Scale 7 Artifact, their continuing stories, which are both very good.

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Now what?
Now that I've finished Eyes in the Shadow, I'm going to need a new writing project. I'd like to get back to the sequel to Fire, which I haven't touched in a couple of months, but that won't produce anything for the next Storyblogging Carnival. I do have a couple of old stories lying about that I can try revising into something readable, but that always takes more work than I expect. I think that since I'll be out of town anyway for the next Carnival, I'm just going to take a month off from Storyblogging. Not from writing, mind you--I still want to work on Fire's sequel, remember--but for once, I don't think I'll have an entry in the Carnival. I think it'll do fine without me, and I'll be back with something worthwhile in the Carnival after that.

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Work harder!
Dave at Faith in Fiction thinks we writers need to work harder:
I’m trying to figure out where the system is breaking down. Because it’s one thing to receive an unsolicited proposal from a first time novelist through the blog that’s rough and not-ready-for-prim-time. It seems like it’s quite another thing to receive a proposal that’s of virtually similar quality from an agent. That, to me, is a system breakdown.

No offense writers, but we need to be harder on you. YOU need to be harder on you. First drafts shouldn’t cut it. Dialogue manacled in cliché shouldn’t cut it. Inauthentic genre books plotted and detailed from Hollywood movies and not hardcore, intensive research shouldn’t cut it. Voiceless narrative without the punch of imaginative personality shouldn’t cut it.

I agree: I need to work harder. Consider Eyes in the Shadow, for instance. Now I like this story. After nine months, I think it's come together nicely as a story that works. I like the characters, I like the conflict, and I think the plot is plausible and satisfying. However, it's not ready to send to a publisher. At the least, I need to put it aside for two months, then come back to it and do one very thorough revision, followed by another polishing revision. There are some things that don't feel right about the story as it's written, but I need some distance before I can fully judge. The story became very clunky around the middle, wandering around with no real purpose, and that needs to be streamlined. There's a lot of dialogue that goes back and forth without really getting anywhere. Certain things I introduced near the end need better foreshadowing, and I'm certain that there are some contradictions I haven't caught yet. There's also my innate tendency to be sparse with my descriptions. Sometimes I think this is a good thing, as modern novels seem positively dripping with scenery compared to the classics, but often it seems that my characters are acting in a vacuum. Heck, I'm not sure I even have complete physical descriptions of my main characters. Speaking of whom, when I'm not careful, they tend to blur together, the distinctness of their personalities subsumed in my own, as they all start to act, think, and talk like me.

Hopefully, this criticism sounds too harsh to you. If that's the case, then I've at least partially succeeded in correcting my negative tendencies in the initial writing and the revisions, but it'll still take more work before I'm fully satisfied. The Eyes in the Shadow you've been reading is not a rough draft--it's gone through at least one, and in the case of some chapters as many as three, revisions--but it's not the final version yet.

Wednesday, June 8, 2005

Good news about banks
This sounds like unmitigated good news:
Hundreds of new branches are to open here, and most will throw bankers' hours out the teller window. Bankers are busily courting former Gap and Old Navy managers to transform their branches into user-friendly retail outlets. Free or cut-rate deposit services are expected to become the norm, and customers who demand lower fees from their banks can expect to be obliged. Commerce Bank, a fast-growing New Jersey operation with an emotionally driven team approach to making depositors happy, opens its first branch here next month and promises 200 in the region by 2010.
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During much of the 1990s, banks often seemed intent on thinking up new ways to infuriate customers. They cut back on tellers and hours, creating long lines during peak hours to encourage more customers to use lower-cost automated teller machines or online banking.

Annoying nickel-and-dime fees for basic transactions became common at large multistate banks, including First Chicago Bank, which in 1995 attracted national attention for slapping a $3 fee on customers who asked tellers for help.
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"Banks are terribly bureaucratic," said Arlington resident Don Parker, 67, a consultant who became a customer of First Horizon's Glebe Road branch several months ago because it offered a different style of banking.

Parker had been a customer of several local and national banks since moving to the area in 1964, and had gone through numerous mergers in which banks changed the signs over their doors every few years. He found that when he needed help with deposit or loan products, as he did in establishing a line of credit last year, he was pushed to talk to someone in North Carolina rather than in his branch. At First Horizon, he said, branch managers were able to help him with anything he needed — be it his condo-association account, his credit line or other matters — and even suggested ways for him to save money.

"It seems like it's managed locally," he said of First Horizon. It also helps that the bank is open until 8 p.m. Monday through Saturday. "I work. The only time I can come into the bank is in the evenings or on weekends."

Such individual service, offering highly customized products for each customer and doing it when its convenient, is a far cry from the past 20 years, when most large consumer banks built up their bottom lines by acquiring more banks, cutting costs and jacking up fees.

While it does save costs to push customers to use ATMs rather than real, living tellers, there are times when you need to talk to an actual person, and I personally hate having to take off work to do so.

This article refers to the Washington, DC area, so there's no indication on when that sort of service might migrate all the way to Boston, although it does mention that Bank of America, which I use, may be getting into the act. Anyway, the bottom line is that competition over customer service is good. What do you know? I guess capitalism really does work.

Monday, June 6, 2005

Meeting old friends for the first time
This Saturday, I went to the wedding of a friend of mine named Joe. The wedding was in Boston, at Park Street Church, which I attend. As the usher led me to my seat, he asked me whether my name was was Donald Crankshaw.

"Yes, that's me," I answered.

"I'm John Zimmer," he said.

"Hello, John," I replied. Although the name sounded familiar, I was having trouble placing it. He had to be a friend of the groom, so we had a mutual friend, but I couldn't remember having met him.

Seeing my confusion, he added, "From LFB."

LFB, LFB...? Aha! "Oh, the blogger. It's nice to meet you." LFB, of course, is Letters from Babylon, a group blog by Christian grad students and alumni from the Boston area.

I asked him later how he recognized me, and he said that since he knew that I was now in Boston, and since he had seen my picture on my blog, he had been keeping an eye out for me. It's the first time anyone's recognized me from the picture on my blog. I'm famous! At least among the folks who read my blog.

Wednesday, June 1, 2005

Just set up a new old computer
Well, I just set up another one of my desktops, this one an older Pentium II 400 running Windows 98. I set it up because I was having trouble getting my laptop or my newer desktop (only four years old), which both have Windows XP installed, to run an older game I've been itching to play again, namely Gabriel Knight: Sins of the Father, a truly brilliant adventure game from Sierra. It would run in windows mode, but I couldn't get it to run at 640x480. It's just plain distracting to try to run a game in a window. Neither of the two new machines are capable of running at 640x480 resolution--it's just not allowed. The windows mode was also sluggish and uncooperative. Some games you just need DOS for. Ironically, when I had the new computer set up and ran the game in DOS, it crashed when I tried to save, due to a problem with EMM386. It's been a while since I've had to adjust enhanced memory settings, and it'll be a real adventure trying to figure out how to do that again. I got it running okay in Windows, at 640x480 resolution. It's still sluggish, though. Ah, the things I do for the games I love. By the way, I highly recommend this game, if you can find it, and if you can get it to run, of course. It's a horror game that's actually scary, a mystery adventure that you truly need to solve, rather than just go through the motions of solving. The sequel, The Beast Within, was brilliant as well, although I found Blood of the Sacred, Blood of the Damned, the final game in the series, more annoying than fun.
Slow blogging again?!
Well, maybe. The rough draft of Eyes in the Shadow is done, but I need to do the revisions, and I want to use my full three revision method... well, except for the several weeks delay between revisions. These last few chapters are important as I tell the climax in a satisfying and exciting manner (I hope), tie up the loose threads (most of them, anyway), and bring everything to a close. I need to do this right, and do it by this weekend. I don't know how much that will take out of my blogging, but I expect it will eat into my blogging time at least a little.