My Reading Assignment

My Reading Assignment

I recently signed up to be part of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America's Circulating Book Plan. Under this plan, SFWA members circulate new sf/f releases amongst ourselves. Volunteer readers in each region then forward the books to repositories -- usually public and university libraries -- located throughout the U.S.

In addition to familiarizing myself with scads of new books for the cost of Media Mail postage, this gives me a chance to give my own work added exposure. Once Covenant is released I'll send copies to the different regions for circulation.

The boxes shown here were waiting for me at the post office this week. I won't lack for reading material for a while....

Earlier in the week I crossed the 20,000-word mark on Book #6. I also spent some time in Movie Mode, finally catching up a bit on films I'd been curious about because I go to a movie theater maybe once a year. Rented three, then bought one.

I generally don't buy movies for myself, so when I do it's a special occasion. Good Night, And Good Luck is my latest "must have," not only for the movie itself but also for the Commentary by Director/Screenwriter George Clooney and Producer/Screenwriter Grant Heslov.

I was grooving something fierce on the commentary's discussion (mostly by Clooney). The commentary goes blow-by-blow through the movie, addressing decision points on what kind of film to use, what lens length, what camera angle, what information to include or not. When to focus on the speaker and when to focus on the listener, because often it's the response to something that creates drama. Even before I saw the commentary feature I found myself watching the movie for craft. One particular scene near the end caught my eye for its sandwiching of (1) onstage discussion, (2) offstage discussion, and (3) onstage discussion recapitulating the information presented offstage. The transition between (2) and (3) is so subtle that at the last moment it almost seemed as though (2) would be onstage, but presenting the information in (3) made more dramatic sense.

When I have enough clones to do everything I want to do (I'll take a six-pack of clones and an extra side of Sundays, please), I plan to make a list of the cinematic decision points and find their counterparts in literature because I see a solid correspondence between the two. Paying attention to how movies are crafted has informed me on story-crafting because I use a kind of internal cinema. Clooney made the comment that Good Night, And Good Luck is a talking head picture, with its main drama residing in the words (as opposed to, say, blowing stuff up). Using the medium of film to do justice to those words added an extra layer of challenge to the work.

I think movies in general can be deconstructed and their decision points linked to those in writing (beyond screenwriting) as a way to illustrate those decision points, but the extra layer of sculpting a "word" picture into drama makes this movie a terrific bridge between the two media. I was viewing Clooney's commentary as a treatise on writing as much as it was a treatise on film. I think it's valuable as a teaching tool for both, separately and in combination. In my own course I present and deconstruct excerpts taken from written works in different genres, showing how particular words and combinations of words are used to create tone, rhythm, narrative speed, image, etc.

And speaking of movies...

Recently I watched an interview with Ernest Lehman (screenwriter for Alfred Hitchcock's North by Northwest) on TCM. I tuned into the interview as Lehman commented on the story's genesis.

From the Internet Movie Database: "Hitchcock ... had only three ideas to set Lehman on his way: mistaken identity, the United Nations building, and a chase scene across the faces of Mt. Rushmore."

That's how it all started. No characters. No plot. Lehman started with those disparate ideas and then developed his characters and the story line, including figuring out how to move his characters from Madison Avenue in New York to Mt. Rushmore in South Dakota.

I could identify with Lehman's comments because in addition to Book #6, I'm drafting a short story that came to me first as an image and a visual pun of sorts. Since an image does not a story make, I started developing the story from there. In recent discussions I've been pointing out that ideas for any kind of creative expression can come from anywhere and can come in any way, shape, or form. It doesn't have to start with plot, or with character, or at the beginning. It doesn't have to be linear. It doesn't have to remain static. One of the people in my free-writing group finds correspondences between writing-process details and her own process when she paints.

I love those kinds of creative bridges. I want to play with them and put them into some kind of intelligible form in my "copious spare time" (as a former boss once put it). That activity goes on my Long-Range To Do List.

On my Short-to-Middlin'-Range To Do List, I have some reading to do.








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International Literacy Day

Rainbow Springs State Park International Literacy Day Table

Left to right: literature from the Science Fiction Poetry Association, the Art Center of Citrus County, the magazines Harp-Strings Poetry Journal and Poets' Forum Magazine, and the Florida State Poets Association, along with flyers for Deviations: Covenant.

The prompt for this week's Sunday Scribblings is "Writing."

My post "Processing" lists my entries and blogs that have an emphasis on the writing process. But what is writing without reading? Yesterday's celebration at Rainbow Springs State Park bridged the two....

September 8 marked International Literacy Day, which was celebrated across the Florida State Parks system. "FREE state park admission with library card or library book or donation of a new or gently used family appropriate book," said the FSP website.

Having gone through my galleys for Covenant and put together both a newsletter and an anthology -- along with surviving a month without air conditioning (and appreciating my local library on yet another level!) -- I was late to sign up as a presenter. But organizer Nicky Aiken fit me in, and I had a blast.

Stage by Rainbow Springs

I was the first to arrive for the festivities and was given a picnic table in the Hickory Pavilion, one of three pavilions with presenters. The stage was still being set up when I took this shot at around 9 AM. Behind the stage are the headwaters of Rainbow Springs. This is a first magnitude spring complex, fed by four main vents and with an average flow of 465 million gallons per day. These waters run to the Withlacoochie River, through Lake Rousseau, and finally into the Gulf of Mexico.

The park's 1,595 acres contain at least 11 distinct, natural communities: mesic flatwoods, sandhills, scrubby flatwoods, sinkholes, upland mixed forests, basin swamps, depression marshes, floodplain swamps, and hydric hammocks. My last visit to the park was back in March 2006. A photo-blog series about the park from that visit begins here.

(Blogger doesn't have a "next entry" tag, so the best way to navigate the series is to click on the plus sign on the black "Past Entries Index" box to the right of that entry, then on the plus sign on the pink "March 2006 Entry Titles" box, and then on the title you want. That code comes courtesy of Flooble.com.)

Hickory Pavilion, Rainbow Springs State Park

My table is over on the right. The two visible displays in this shot are from Altrusa at left and the Marion County Literacy Council at center. The table behind me had volunteers -- both two- and four-footed -- from the Marion County Humane Society.

Rainbow Springs State Park International Literacy Day Program

I was given the noon-1 PM slot. I brought enough material to cover the hour and then some, reading poetry and prose and plugging the material on my table. Some people stopped by to take literature. Several were unaware of how much cultural activity this area has, so I pointed them to the Yahoo group I established as a clearinghouse and point of exchange of cultural information.

That group, in fact, was how I learned of Saturday's event, thanks to another member's post.

Rainbow Springs State Park International Literacy Day Picnic Grounds

I took this shot before the festivities began; the stage is at background right. The picnic area filled up more as the day progressed. We had perfect weather but park attendance was less than expected. A folk singer gave a brief performance before the Literacy Day event got underway. A blues duo performed before and after me. No one else took the stage, but an Altrusa volunteer read a children's book aloud by the pavilion, to an audience seated on a blanket.

I was told afterwards that I could be heard as far away as the parking lot, so between the park's mic and my pipes I at least got the word out. People seem to have enjoyed.

Covenant T-Shirt

The T-shirt (and magnets, and postcards) that I'd ordered from Vista Print arrived the day before the event. I wore the shirt (without the Vista Print promotional sticker) showing Bo Savino's cover art for Covenant during my performance.

Before and after the event I made the acquaintance of a few orb-weavers. Around 9 AM this beauty was snacking on prey near the stage:

Black and Yellow Argiope With Prey
Large view

Black and Yellow Argiope, Argiope aurantia, Family Araneidae (Orb Weavers). This photo shows her underside. You can see her spinnerets (from which she produces her silk) near the back of her abdomen. According to Bugguide.Net, The American Arachnological Society gives "yellow garden spider" (all lowercase letters) as the official common name.

A propos to Sunday Scribbling's theme, "Writing Spider" is another common name for the Black and Yellow Argiope and for all Argiopes. "Writing" here probably refers to the stabilimentum, that zigzagged line in her web.

"The function of the stabilimentum is not fully understood," according to Bugguide. "Hypotheses are: that it stabilizes the web, or makes it more apparent to birds which will thus not fly into and wreck it, or it reflects light to attract insect prey, or perhaps most likely helps to camouflage the spider in the web."

At around 2 PM I spotted this Golden Silk Orbweaver couple:

Golden Silk Spider Couple 1
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Nephila clavipes, Family Nephilidae. The large spider is a female. The much smaller one at the top of the shot is a male.

According to Bugguide, "This is the only Nephila species known in the Western Hemisphere. Other Nephila species are found in the south Pacific, SE Asia, Madagascar and Australia." Females can grow to have a body up to two inches long.

Here's another angle, with the male above and right of center:

Golden Silk Spider Couple 2
Large view

More awaited me in the parking lot. The less-visible spider is just to the left of the palm at lower right:

Golden Silk Spiders
Large view




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My Hero

I recently re-embarked on an old search and finally found my very first, long-lost hero. Who is a cartoon character....

When I was very young, Wally the Watch, a character who made one appearance on Casper the Friendly Ghost, captivated me. Wally first appeared in a 1951 short called "Land of Lost Watches," in which Casper didn't figure at all -- though until very recently I didn't remember those details. I probably saw the short after it was edited together with others for syndication and plunked into a Casper half hour.

All I remembered was that I'd seen Wally and fallen head over heels in love with him. So much so that I re-created him in my child's mind and endowed him with supernatural powers far beyond anything he'd had in the cartoon. (Years later I would give those same powers to my fantasy alter-ego.) And I remember a childhood dream in which I was walking on the ocean floor and met Wally, who was sitting on a sunken log. We shared some small talk I don't remember, but I was thrilled to finally meet him face to face.

He was my protector. I convinced my parents to buy me a wind-up alarm clock that looked like him. Except that the alarm clock didn't have eyes and it was purple instead of gold. And since purple was my favorite color, that was okay.

It wasn't Wally, but it was okay.

As an adult I was left with the mystery: What about this character enthralled me so much that I transformed him into something much greater than he was and then depended on him for my psychological well-being?

Years ago I searched for Wally on the Internet and couldn't find him. Eventually I gave up. Recently I did another search and came across HarveyToons: The Complete Collection, which consists of four two-sided discs containing a total of 19 hours of HarveyToons. That's 52 episodes. And each episode contains three shorts plus a brief "Toon Take."

In other words, 156 shorts plus 52 Toon Takes.

Of those, one short is "Land of Lost Watches."

Of course I plunked down $25.99 (free shipping!) so that I could see a few minutes of Wally.

Here's the short in a nutshell:

1. Billy and Isabel, brother and sister, sit in a boat and catch a fish who talks. The fish, named Red Lantern, takes them to the sea floor with the help of magic seaweed that lets the children breathe underwater.

2. They enter the Land of the Lost, ruled by a walrus named King Find-All. There they meet Wally Pocketwatch. Wally used to belong to their father, who is a doctor. They also meet the love of Wally's life ("the tick-tock of my heart"), Rosita Wristwatch. Rosita belonged to a "lady acrobat." And boy, has she got legs.

3. Rosita is sent off to the Big Time. But that would separate her from Wally, who as a doctor's watch is destined to work in the Watch-pital. Sadness ensues.

4. Billy convinces King Find-All to let Wally enter the Big Time with Rosita because "Wally's timing was always perfect." But Wally, alas, bombs on stage. More sadness.

5. Rosita's up next. She thrills the audience (made up of Billy, Isabel, and a rogue's gallery of lost timepieces) with a high-wire act. But then she falls and is rushed to the Watch-pital. Yet more sadness.

6. Enter Wally ("Stand back everyone! I'm a doctor's watch!"), who dons a jeweler's loupe and performs surgery on Rosita with tweezers, sponge, oil can, jewels, screwdriver, mainspring, and a heart-shaped balance wheel. He becomes resolute and commanding, a far cry from the amiable milquetoast turned hopeless klutz from earlier in the short.

7. Rosita at first doesn't respond. ("Tick to me!") Much more sadness. But then she recovers! All is well in the Land of the Lost. Red Lantern returns Billy and Isabel to their boat and then splashes off toward the horizon. The End.

I'll ignore for the moment (as I did way back when) the relative passivity of the female characters and the unresolved matter of whether or not Wally and Rosita will have a commuter relationship after all. Wally was at first rejected, booed offstage because he couldn't dance, and then he took charge and essentially brought his beloved back from the dead.

Yeah, I'd call that good hero material. Survive all that sadness and being picked on and then save the day by being a miracle worker. I like that in a protector. So I gave Wally the power to manipulate energy beams and force fields and a whole bunch of other things, and Rosita and the rest of that gang left the picture entirely. And I was able to fall asleep at night because nobody was gonna mess with me while Wally was around. At least in my head.

(Copyright -- now owned by Sony -- prohibits me from posting the still shots I photographed off my computer screen.)

Somewhere around the time I first saw Wally -- I don't know if it was before or after I saw the cartoon, but it was before kindergarten -- I was whisked away by a strong undertow off Montauk Point, Long Island. It took my mother and her brother struggling together to retrieve me. But I was never afraid while I was underwater. I knew how to hold my breath because I'd learned to swim in the bathtub. (I was pissed when I grew too big to be able to do that.) At Montauk Point the undertow pulled my feet out from under me and I tumbled around and around, not knowing which way was up -- but everything around me was beautiful. After some moments I realized I'd need to breathe soon, so I started feeling a little concerned. But I wasn't afraid. The next thing I knew I was being hauled up into the air, my mother grasping one arm and my uncle grasping the other.

Back in Brooklyn I felt I'd almost drowned in the Community Center pool because the other kids kept pushing my head underwater. That was ugly. The ocean was beautiful. At the Center I was told I was overreacting. At Montauk I felt as though my relatives overreacted, considering their emotional state once they'd pulled me to safety.

I doubt I'll ever know which came first, seeing the pocketwatch at the bottom of the ocean bringing his love back to life, or my supposed near-drowning off Montauk Point.

But then, I didn't think I'd ever find Wally again.








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