Sorry for the quiet… when the H1B’s at Kindle fixed one problem with the cover of “C&DC” they broke a different part. Trusting them not at all to not screw it up again, I used my very limited Acrobat skills to make a change and submit it. With chance and luck will hear something by Monday.
With that – hopefully – behind me, I’ll be looking about for a copyeditor and cover designer for my short story collection. I’m still tinkering with that MS a bit but still look to a publishing date in early March.
As for this weekend, it is once again Ohayocon here in central Ohio! As each year there are fewer and fewer panels that interest me, we’re only staying one night at a hotel next to the convention center. Daughter #1 in even driving down from college to attend; I believe she’s cosplaying Weiss from RWBY. Me? After sounding the waters on Instagram, I dusted off Elias Ainsworth from “Ancient Magus’ Bride,” for Saturday. Come Sunday PM, I hope finally to re-read my notes and start in on Part 2 of Crusade. Cheerio!
Continue reading “Con Men”
Yes: dark again. But for many reasons, good, other, bad.
For the Good, below the fold you’ll find a couple of pix of me and my wife at central Ohio’s largest animecon, Ohayocon. For Friday I reprised my very popular Elias Ainsworth (Ancient Magus Bride)… over 500 pictures of me. Saturday, the missus and I were White and Red Blood Cells (Cells at Work); pictures? Not so many. Still and all, it was great fun for us and for our daughters. Poignantly, Daughter #1 (in green) will be off to University in the Autumn… will she join us next year…?
A few days after that, at 53-year-old I’d my first colonoscopy. While all seems well, no, I’m not posting pictures from that.
Quickly following on, Daughter #2 succumbed to con-funk, which she passed onto my wife – who now has bronchitis – and later to me, who, after suffering with a URTI for a fortnight, am finally getting better. And I refuse to discuss yesterday’s blood-draw where I seized. First time in a quarter-century.
Part two of January in 24-36 hours… great things are afoot for Machine Civilization during the month of February!
Continue reading “January, Part 1 – A Look Back”
I’ve roughed out 900 words with Nichole, Bakke, and the chieftain. But it’s late and I cannot begin to even make minor edits. I’ll round it all out tomorrow evening.
I’ll be going dark for 36 hours after that as my family is off to Matsuricon, central Ohio’s 2nd largest animecon. The panels look meh, but I’ll look awesome.
I’ve never had much use for “the Holidays.” I am asocial and dislike the dark of winter. Even as an orthodox Catholic, Christmas is just a matter of “meh” for me. And this year, things preyed on my mind.
- Would it be ready for Ohayocon? “It?” Wait & see, below the fold.
- With our family finances in tatters, I can neither afford a line-editor nor a book cover for Defiant.
- My wife silently badgers me to make my next writing project about her father’s oral history. I want to do that; I’m committed to it. But it’s not fun! That’s work! I want to SEE more of my friends and family in Machine Civilization!
- Day-job is becoming more and more oppressive, leading to my reaxion of coming home and immediately climbing into the bottle. Very bad form.
- All combining into the past six weeks: not writing a tanjed thing. And, borderline psychotic as a result of it. Hell, today, at day-job, I had to use scissors to cut out some QR barcodes. My right hand shook badly enough that Friend Tracy asked if something was wrong….
Yes. Yes there is: in abandoning writing, I’ve abandoned myself. I’m dying; at a rather astonishing rate. I do not want this: I’ve glimpses: Gary & Henge, older, trying to talk out where and what to do with their love for one another. Nichole5 stands with Togame atop the New Tokyo Tower, with its Reactionless Thruster crown, talking about off-world colonies. Editing Pirate Twins into a light-novel-with-pictures or a graphic novel…
I’ve so much to do, and I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired. Lent and lighter evenings are upon me; I’m not one to “give up” as I’ve so little. Instead, I shall take on: my father-in-law’s history, Machine Civilization’s new stories, things I cannot imagine.
Clear the decks: I’m engaging my enemy!
Apropos of this, below the fold is the utterly astounding artwork of Matt Michallow of StarArtWorks. He, through me, the guy wearing his art, owned Ohayocon, the largest animecon of central Ohio, two weeks ago. Over 350 pictures taken!
Continue reading “Coming Back to Life”
Back to normal, really. After nearly a 4-week hiatus getting “Cursed Hearts” released into the wild and dealing with some RealLife issues, things will be getting back on track here.
Yesterday was Matsuricon in Columbus, Ohio, the second biggest animecon in this area. Unlike making it a long family weekend as we do for Ohayocon, we just drop by on Saturday. Got there around 1030; was surprisingly empty, so Registration was a breeze. Suddenly filled up around 1200. Was everyone hungover and sleeping in?
Caught a panel about buying odd stuff from Japan, the creator of the Monogatari series, and a short performance by Kazha (they were okay). Also hit the Dealers Room and got some Angel Beats artbooks and a Saber Lily figurine for my wife.
Later, was chilling at the bar in the Hiatt. After determining that the kid next to me was 1, a girl and not a trap, and 2, legal, I started a chatting her up. A 20-something year old pastry chef, she was also part Hungarian, which I IMMEDIATELY brought up when my wife appeared, before she yelled “Lolicon!” and clouted me. We secured a table just as Friend Will made his appearance. Sometime during the next five Martinis I know my daughters dropped by, but reality was rather ephemeral at this point.
Even so, and even being a Race Realist, there was a moment when I looked about the table and thought, counterclockwise: me (pasty old white guy), 1/8 Jewess (half my age), Black guy (half my age), two Chinese girls, and my Central Asian wife, all there to celebrate and have a good time over Japanese comics and animation. What an amazing and too-short moment of Western Civilization!
Friday PM, a looooong walk from the action of the rest of central Ohio’s biggest animecon. I was to give a talk on Creative Writing & Self-publishing. I expected 3. Maybe 5. Ten minutes before the talk, doors open. 18 came in. I had 15 hand-outs.
Ten minutes later, when I stand to begin my talk, there are just over 50 people. I reach down for the water bottle, think better of it, and reach for my flask of bourbon, instead. I raise my head and smile like Milo does.
“Thank you so much for coming all this way! You’re obviously not here by accident, so let’s get to it!”
One full hour later (the con changed the format so we really get a full hour) completing both my presentation and the dozens of very good questions (barring, well… never mind), I’m shaking hands, signing & selling books, suddenly the room’s empty. I look at Daughter #1.
“That went very well, father.”
Later this evening, people from the panel stopped me in the halls of the Columbus Convention Center saying, “Thanks so much! I’m going to start on my book tomorrow!”
Being an asshole, I do what I do:
“Why not tonight?”
Fantastic panel, fantastic group; thanks be to God!
PowerPoint slides for Ohayocon 2017: complete.
Script for Ohayocon 2017 talk* about Creative Writing & Self-Publishing: complete (and revised after I found out yesterday that I’ve about ten more minutes!)
Outline for my long-delayed music video, ‘Lightning Across Clearest Blue:’ complete and in the hands of my collaborators. It’s now up to those “visual” artists to turn my lifeless outline into something that get us about 250k pageviews.
Wait…. Wasn’t I working on another book, too? Custard…? No, it was Cursed… Livers? I cannot recall….
*They’ve put me in a convention center room that likely seats 200. On a Friday afternoon, far from the main action of the Con, with a hyper-specialized topic. I’m anticipating 2-3 attendees. Five, tops. Oh, well: that much sooner to the bar, I suppose.