The Blade Itself, Part 3

I’m sure you’ve been wondering what I’m reading. After The Cavern of Black Ice I wanted to read something a little less heavy, so I went back to Joe Abercrombie’s The Blade Itself. Previously I wrote such scintillating endorsements as “it’s not growing on me” and “I got bored.”

Well, the book *did* eventually grow on me. In the second half, I was glad to be reading it. The author did some very interesting things with the narrative voice. Normally, books tend to have a single voice throughout, but Abercrombie was able to change the narrative voice depending on the POV character. For example, the chapters from The Dogman used very down-home, earthy style, like you might hear from a southerner. Whereas the chapters from Jezel, a cultured city-dweller, used more grammatically-correct language. Only the chapters from Glokta had self-dialog, the italicized talking-to-oneself kind of text. I found those things interesting, at least from a behind-the-scenes perspective.

I thought the characters were very well-defined, and they each had amusing personalities, although I found them just a bit comic bookish. That is, sort of larger-than-life or over-the-top, like comic book heroes. I probably should not admit this, but Sand dan Glokta reminded me quite a lot of Soltan Gris from L. Ron Hubbard’s Mission Earth books (yeah, I read it, you wanna fight about it?) – he’s basically a really bad guy with a hilarious sense of humor. Actually, I found myself chuckling quite a lot through the entire book.

It’s a good thing that the characters were interesting, because the plot was *not* compelling. In fact, I’m not sure I can even describe the plot. A Magi inexplicably returns, the north inexplicably declares war on the south, and in the middle of it all there is a fencing tournament. It’s one of those character-driven books where everyone seems to be doing their own thing and “getting ready” to do something epic, like the whole book is one big long prologue.

Readers beware: There is no resolution at the end of the book. You will have to read the next one (I think it’s a trilogy).

Prologue to NaNoWriMo

I just totally cheated and wrote the first paragraph of my NaNoWriMo novel. I couldn’t take the chance that I would forget it before November 1st!

First there were sounds. Indistinct, without description. From far away. Then there were shapes, shadows on shadow, fluid. But something familiar about the shapes. Some took on forms that were recognizable. A tree. A house. A home? My home? A face, lips moving, speaking words just out of reach. Mother? Sister? All so strange, so far away. Who am I? What is that feeling? Coldness in the air, clutching his skin, shivering his bones. I am dreaming. I am a he. I have a name, and I am waking. Why should that seem so strange?

Well, I can’t wait to see what happens next, at least. I’ll have to add an additional 100 words to my target goal to make up for the cheating.

Upcoming Schedule

Looking at my schedule, which is really a virtual schedule, in that there is nothing to physically look at, I see that October has just begun, and I’m currently a little over 15k into Airworld, and writing at what I estimate to be a slothful rate of 500 words a day. NaNoWriMo begins on November 1 and runs through November 30.

Naobi still has to have an adventure in Sarin Morn, some kind of discovery or adventure in Leavon, and, assuming nothing else happens, she still needs to deal with the Council. Which does not even consider events going on back in Motiva. Basically what I’m saying is that there is very little chance I’m going to be done with Airworld by the end of October, unless I miraculously begin writing closer to 2000 words a day.

So don’t be surprised if I have to set it aside during November. I’ll try to get to a somewhat logical stopping point, at least.

Doctor Who Redux

Back on the subject of Doctor Who for a moment. Tor.com posts “reviews” of each episode, which I find interesting to compare to my own reactions. In their review of The Angels Take Manhattan, the author had a lot to say about the “inaccuracies” in the episode regarding the Angels and how they affected their immersion.

Sure, it makes no sense if you think about it. But I didn’t really notice. This is Doctor Who. Inconsistencies are not unusual. If you haven’t figured out that you have to suspend your disbelief by the seventh series, something is seriously wrong with you. Still, the author ultimately praised the episode.

Then I read the first comment, which was some guy pointing out how awful the episode was because we know the Doctor can do this and that and the other from previous episodes so by the logical rules already established, he should be able to do this, that, and the other, to get Amy and Rory back. Awful! His very word!

My only reaction to this is … it’s frickin’ Doctor Who! There are no rules, and there never have been any rules. The show is practically defined by its lack of rules. I can’t speak for the pre-2000s incarnations of the Doctor, but incarnations Nine, Ten, and Eleven have routinely been filled with random acts of magical fantasy, and I have never once thought I was watching hard science fiction where everything adheres to firm, fixed rules of time travel. I mean, one need look no further than the very idea that “some points in time are fixed, and some aren’t.” That just screams out “the writers will do whatever they need to tell a story.”

Rant over. Series 7 has been an odd duck. For example, I’m not sure if Episode 5 was the end of the Series or not. It sure seems like it should have been, what with the exit of the companions and all. There wasn’t any kind of story arc over the series, unless you count the general “life after the Doctor” theme. It was almost like an after-thought to Series 6.

(Wikipedia says there are more episodes in Series 7, we just have to wait until after Christmas.)

Dr. Who Season 7, Episode 5

Getting spaghetti made and getting setup to watch Episode 5, “The Angels Take Manhattan.” I’m not sure I really want to watch this one. It’s the “half-season finale” (whoever came up with such a ridiculous concept?) and … it’s the last episode with Amy and Rory. It says, “The Doctor’s heart-breaking farewell to Amy and Rory” on the site. This does not bode well.

Okay, food ready, now playing!

2:25 – Neat imagery…

3:00 – I didn’t cook the spaghetti long enough…

5:00 – Creepy.

8:50 – Ugh, Rory should never go anywhere alone.

11:55 – New music, I think. Which makes sense.

13:08 – Ack.

14:25 – I know from experience that throwing down a box of matches makes them explode. :)

23:15 – I need to pay closer attention…

25:45 – There is so much foreshadowing here that there are only two possibilities: They are going to trick us with a surprise ending or they are going to trick us with an ending exactly like we expect.

WOW. Now THAT was a Doctor Who episode.

I won’t tell you which of the above endings it was, but I was right on the money. There is a concept in storytelling that endings should be “surprising, but inevitable.” This was that.

Next up, Christmas episode.

Not So Paranoid After All

Yesterday I decided that I was being stupid and paranoid for embedding secret adjectives in my text, so I stopped. Today, I see in a Google Alert that someone jacked that exact same post!! On one hand, it’s really annoying and disappointing to see that my Internet fears were completely justified. On the other hand, it’s like, Yes! People are stealing from me! Hello, free exposure!

Anyway if you find me on Google, make sure you’re actually clicking on a link from everettrenshaw.com.

Dr. Who Season 7, Episode 4

Starting Episode 4 stream as soon as I find a working proxy…

Ah, it’s working now. Starting the stream in a second… wait, maybe it’s not working after all…

Ah, I see. Had to add bbci.co.uk to the auto-proxy-switch list.

And here we go.

For the record, I am eating heated up leftover vegetables from a can while I watch.

1:09 – “The year of the slow invasion.” Woo, cool concept.

1:50 – Wait, the tunnel was *purple* this week.

3:45 – Hrm, it’s been a while since a modern-day earth invasion. I don’t even remember one under the current Doctor.

5:25 – Unit!

5:45 – Have we seen this Doctor dealing with Unit?

10:10 – Brian’s Log. Heh.

10:45 – I kind of like the concept of dealing with “life after the Doctor.” Did I mention that before? Maybe. It’s not very exciting television, but it’s pretty dramatic.

11:30 – Those dudes look like the gas mask people.

12:35 – Why do they look like they live in the 1960s? (By their dress, I mean.)

15:20 – “I am cream-crackered.” Oh, British.

21:10 – What da hell kind of glasses were *they?*

27:30 – Holy crap.

Not bad. I think I liked that one more than the previous three, but I didn’t care for the ending much. It went from “this is new and interesting dramatic material” to “recycling old themes again for the hundredth time” in the blink of an eye. Maybe it’s a setup for something big later on. I haven’t really noticed what the season arc is supposed to be yet. (Well, I thought I had, but they just abandoned it at the end of this episode.)

Dr. Who Season 7, Episode 3

00:00 – Took forever to get the stream running tonight.

01:48 – Dr. Who in the Old West is just weird.

04:45 – His face still looks weird.

08:13 – I guess this is a nod to steampunk. Well, more like a jumping up and down pointing frantically to steampunk.

09:38 – I wonder if this actor is American or if he’s a British dude with a great accent.

10:33 – So far Rory and Amy are props in this episode.

14:00 – That’s a long extension cord.

16:21 – “Incinerating intruders for three centuries…”

17:00 – Personally incriminating evidence should be behind an extra layer of security.

20:20 – Ah, the Atom Bomb argument.

22:30 – The Doctor’s awfully vengeful this season … is he taking his meds?

26:00 – New music!

28:30 – We keep getting reminders about the electricity…

30:55 – Ha! Good one.

33:50 – I think that was a clue.

37:00 – The cyborg looks a bit like Rutger Hauer. “Tears … in the rain …”

Another “okay” episode. This season seems pretty flat so far.

I think we need a new Doctor. Or a new companion. That is all.