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From the Burrow Hole

February 11, 2010

We peeked out of the hole, knocking loose the plug of ice and snow that sealed us within the warm embrace of our lord and terror, the Jackalope.  For so long we have been down here, with nothing to hear but his malign whispers.  We have clawed at the stony walls, desperate for freedom, but only here may we stay safe.  Only in his warm and terrifying presence can we protect ourselves from a world choked in ice and snow.  Even now, with our three sets of eyes that have seen too much, we can’t help but notice shadowy figures drifting across the white shroud that’s been draped across this broken land.

We know they come for us, and only our faith in His need for listeners keeps us from running.  So long as he has stories to whisper to us, we might be safe.

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quick sumthin

October 13, 2009

Terry Jones on Douglas Adams

Douglas’s writer’s block, I believe, was not because he was short of ideas.
It was because he set himself such a high bar for writing that he was
forever failing to clear it. He approached prose as if it were poetry, in
which every word counts, every phrase must bring together a new and
original combination of ideas, and every sentence must justify its place in
the book by achieving some sort of surprise or revelation.

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JPS Meeting Minutes (09/16/09)

September 17, 2009

Members Present:

Mark Felps, Deacon McClendon, and Christopher Gronlund.

Members Absent:

It’s just the three of us, but Mark’s wife, Brigitte, is an honorary member. It’s not a JPS meeting without her there until we start. She was present.

Procedings:
Meeting called to order at approximately 7:00 p.m.

Critique:

No critiques.

New Business:

No new business discussed.

Old Business:

No old business discussed.

Other Business:

For the first time in years, the evening’s meeting was not really about writing. Deacon talked about ultrasonic holograms and reality.

The JPS crew just…chatted.

And it was nice.

Assessment of Meeting:

The board did not discuss whether or not it was a good meeting.

But it was.

Meeting adjourned at approximately 9:00 p.m., when Deacon needed to get home to his teething daughter.

Addendums:

  • After the meeting ended, Mark showed Christopher BEATLES ROCK BAND.

Minutes submitted by Christopher Gronlund

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Jackalope Burrow #

September 15, 2009

I am looking forward to tomorrow’s meeting of the Jackalope Preservation Society at undisclosed location #731.

- Christopher

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The Power of Lunch (And a Link)

August 27, 2009

The Jackalope insisted, and I obeyed.

I’m back to writing during lunchbreaks.

As the people I used to go to lunch with head out the door, I go downstairs to a little breakroom, listen to Zoe Keating on the headphones, and write for an hour in the middle of the day.

Writing at work is a great way to lose myself in something I love. It helps my regular work, too; I return from lunch focused and calm.

There’s a quote by Somerset Maugham about writing novels:

“There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately no one knows what they are.”

I know what they are:

  1. Put your ass in a chair.
  2. Write.
  3. Repeat often!

Writing during lunch has helped me in the past, and it’s helping me again. It makes me sit in a room, ignoring the distractions of people talking or walking by, and focus on what really matters to me.

It’s a good habit, and I hope I have a large chunk of the novel in progress to plop down in front of Mark and Deacon soon…

*          *          *

And just so I have it for future reference, a link: Why are artist’s poor?

- Christopher

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Working Lunches

August 24, 2009

The Jackalope told me that I must return to writing during lunch breaks.

My second novel was written primarily on lunch breaks.

It’s a great way to get in some extra writing time.

I will obey the Jackalope…

- Christopher

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Bleeding Research

August 23, 2009

A man will turn over half a library to make one book.
- Samuel Johnson

I’m not a fan of researching things for stories.

I like researching, and I like writing stories, but I don’t like doing the two together.

When working on a story, I want to just tell the story; I don’t want to stop and research. So when I reach a point in a story requiring information I don’t have stored in my head, I make a little note in brackets, highlight it, and later research what I need.

And then, I only find as much as I need to tell the story…

*          *          *

It’s been suggested that I research before writing the story, but I’m not a fan of researching before telling the tale. That leads to one of my biggest pet peeves as a reader: sections of a story that are obviously the result of research.

Nothing pulls me from a story like a technical description that goes beyond what the narrator would know, or talk about. It’s jarring when it’s clear that the author is dropping as much information culled from research that they can; after all, they put in the time, so why not put it all down on the page?

Because it’s usually too much.

I recently read the first chapter of a story that started out with an undertaker preparing a body for a funeral. I enjoyed what I read…enough that I will eventually buy the book. But there was a scene describing the tilted examination table “for maximum blood drainage.”

It’s a given that a tilted table used by an undertaker draining somebody from the carotid artery is tilted to aid in the bloodletting. But the author felt the need to drop in that extra tidbit of information, to make sure that everybody knows that somewhere in her research, she found out that tables used during autopsies and preparing bodies for funerals are tilted to aid with draining the body of fluids.

It just didn’t seem like something the narrator would have said.

It went one step beyond what was necessary, and it was put there, I’m guessing, because the writer wanted to be sure everybody knew the research was done.

If somebody shoots somebody in a story with a shotgun, why not just say they were shot with a shotgun? Or maybe a Mossberg 500 shotgun if the author feels it adds something. But don’t say “a Mossberg 500 pump action 6-shot Roadblocker with black matte finish, heat shielding, a bead sight, and a pistol grip.”

That’s just too much.

Unless there’s a character who really would go into that much detail, it’s best to leave the majority of what is learned in research off the page.

The trick with researching is to make what goes on the page sound like it was common knowledge to the character or narrator sharing the information–not something the author learned the day before and wanted to share with the world.

- Christopher

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e-Books and Me

August 2, 2009

The books I’ve read, recently, have been:

  • From the library (20%)
  • Purchased books (40%)
  • e-Books (40%)

I’ve never read e-books until recent months, when I started reading them on my iTouch.

I’ve considered releasing a lot of my writing–for free–in electronic formats.  Or perhaps experimenting with donation publishing, or affordable e-books on sites like Smashwords, or to Kindle readers.

I’m a big fan of actual books. I still think we have a way to go before the majority of stories, at least, are read electronically. But I believe that day will come.

(I don’t believe it means the end of books, though. I think even in a day when electronic publishing is the norm, there will still be room for limited edition novels like the kinds  Subterranean Press publishes. We may even see bigger publishers following their lead.)

While I think every writer would rather pick up a book containing their story than an electronic reader containing their story, the most important thing is having people reading the writer’s work.

Perhaps some of the romance is gone when I read something on my iTouch, but I’ve read the work of writers I probably wouldn’t have read if I had to pay more for a hardcover, or even trade paperback.

And, in ways, there’s a new romance to reading things in a new format that’s so convenient that I can carry an entire library in my pocket.

- Christopher

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JPS Meeting Minutes (07/29/09)

July 30, 2009

Members Present:

Mark Felps, Deacon McClendon, and Christopher Gronlund.

Members Absent:

None–it’s all or nothing, just like the Three Musketeers!

Procedings:
Meeting called to order at approximately 7:10 p.m.

Critique - “Little Ones,” by Deacon McClendon.

  • The board agreed that it’s a good story in need of a little work.
  • Christopher liked it, but felt parts were too familiar. Deacon agreed.
  • Mark gave a very thorough critique discussing why–even though the story was familiar–that it was a great horror story.
  • Christopher agreed with Mark’s critique and retracted some of his statements.
  • Mark suggested ending the story two paragraphs earlier, on a much creepier ending.

Critique – “The Engine, Pt. 1,” byMark Felps.

  • The board agreed that the opening of Mark’s serial story for the Jackalope Preservation Society site is fun.
  • Christopher said it reminded him of Lovecraft meets Jonny Quest.
  • Mark said it reminded him of Lovecraft and Venture Brothers.
  • Deacon agreed with these statements and said he dug the cliffhanger ending.
  • Christopher and Deacon are looking forward to reading the next several sections.

Critique – “Five Card Stud,” by Deacon McClendon.

  • The board agreed that Deacon is simply a badass mofo!!!
  • “Five Card Stud” is an experiment by Deacon. The story is all dialog–not even a “he said” anywhere in the story.
  • Christopher proclaimed the story is brilliant.
  • Mark called it a Tour de Force.
  • It was agreed by all board members that it’s a story worthy of any market out there. This story deserves to be read by everybody!

New Business:

  • Deacon told Christopher that he was done reading Larry Doyle’s, I Love You, Beth Cooper. Deacon liked the story and agreed with Chistopher that it’s like reading something Christopher and Deacon collaborated on.
  • The board discussed the direction each member wants to take with their writing:
  • Christopher needs to continue in his current direction.
  • Deacon needs to focus more on meaningful humor.
  • Mark struggles with wanting to write everything. Christopher and Deacon feel that Mark is skilled enough to write in any genre, and in any genre, he is capable of writing stories that go beyond the normal structure of genre fiction and saying something more.
  • Much praise was tossed around, making at least Christopher and Mark almost tear up. (At least it seemed like Mark was about to tear up.)
  • Deacon is going to stop writing short stories for the time, and get back to work on his current novel.
  • Christopher has made progress on his current novel.

Old Business:

No old business discussed.

Other Business:

The typical chatting about what’s been up in general:

  • Mark’s TV went out. He will be back in action by Friday. In the meantime, a tiny TV was had from an in-law.
  • Deacon is raising a baby and working.
  • Christopher is laid back and working.

Assessment of Meeting:

  • The board agreed that it was a great meeting.
  • The Jackalope was very pleased.

Meeting adjourned at approximately 9:20 p.m., when Deacon needed to go get food and get home to his wife and daughter.

Addendums:

  • After the meeting closed and Deacon left, Mark talked about a scene from Christopher’s novel in progress. It’s the first sex scene Christopher’s written. With the exception of two words, Mark liked it.

Minutes submitted by Christopher Gronlund

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The Engine, Part I

July 26, 2009

Hubert Rusholm found the engine in the cavernous depths of Krubera, the deepest cave known to man.  High in the Arabika Massif, washed in the salt winds of the Black Sea, they passed the murder of crows in the entrance that gave the cave it’s Russian nickname on a Wednesday, and reached what the believed to be the bottom on a Tuesday — nearly two weeks later.  They followed the plan of the Ukranian team who’d reached the previous “bottom” in 2007, diving through the Dva Kapitana sump, more than a mile under the Earth.  Unlike the Ukranian team, they explored every air filled side tunnel that rose out of the watery black depths, until they found a small series that ran even further underground.

Most of the team stayed behind, safe and dry, but Hubert, who’d paid for the entire enterprise, insisted on moving forward, taking his five best men.  He lost two in the dark winding underwater passages, only one of whom surfaced again, his tanks empty, his eyes bulging and flat.  By the time they found the engine in an even deeper sump running off the Dva Kapitana, the three men were close to using the last of the reserve tanks they’d been hauling behind them.

It glowed faintly, a light that drifted through the silty water like the first fingers of dawn climbing over the horizon.  It took Hubert Rusholm another expedition, and another half a million dollars, to drag it from the labyrinthine Krubera and up into the sunlight.  Long before that, he knew he’d found something unique, something unheard of.  Nearly all of the men who saw it glittering in the daylight of the Abkhazian sun suffered terrible accidents in the following weeks, arranged quietly by Rusholme’s man from New York.  By the time the engine had been packaged and moved to Hubert’s laboratory in the Sonora Desert more than forty five men had already lost their lives to the treasure.

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