Remember my biggest point against selling blue checkmarks in my article yesterday? Yep… I don’t want to say that I told them so. But… I told them so.
Account verification became a thing for a reason. The “person in charge” over there needs more savvy and less hubris. When a company as large and powerful as Ely Lilly loses billions in market cap over a single impersonated tweet, you’re probably going to have a bad day if you’re the cause.
I have some comments on the whole Twitter Blue thing, but they’re going to take more space than Twitter will allow. I’ve used Twitter daily since around 2011/2012, and I’ve had an account since it launched. In that time I’ve seen a lot of strange things, including DMs from people claiming to be high-profile celebrities who eventually turned out to be nothing more than crooks with recycled confidence schemes.
On the other hand, I’ve seen it used as an amazing platform to launch careers. And I’m not talking about influencers…people famous for being famous. I’m talking about musicians, actors, comedians, writers…true creators. I include my own writing career in that number. I believe…no, I know that my books would not have had as wide a reach if not for Twitter.
But, I strongly feel that Twitter Blue is going to bring all of it, the good and the bad, crashing down in a misguided attempt to generate income for the platform.
It’s been a while since the last update, but I wanted to poke my head in for a moment to let everyone know I’m still here and still working. Necromancer Ascending has been the most personally meaningful writing project I’ve ever embarked on.
Before I can land this plane, however, there are a series of stops I need to make along the way; personal journeys and diversions, some of which I’ve already taken, some of which remain to be taken. Traversing that terrain…that unknown territory…is vitally necessary before I can conclude this particular story of Nicolas, Aelron, Morrigan, the Mukhtaar Lords, and new friends you’ll meet along the way. Because, this is more than just a story to me. It’s a part of my soul. My hope is it will become a part of yours as well, and, together, we will peer more deeply into the universe and find some light.
I can’t wait for you all to have it in your hands and live vicariously through the eyes of the residents of Erindor once more. I won’t predict any more dates — you know the saying…every time someone makes a plan, the universe laughs. It will be finished soon. Not as soon as you’d like, and probably sooner than it should be. But, soon.
Beginning Friday, June 18 at 8am PDT, all of my book titles will be on sale for $0.99! This is a “Kindle Countdown” deal, so the prices will gradually begin to climb back to their original places. Mark your calendars and get ready for a steep discount!
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“What order should I read them in?” you ask. Read on!
I saw a question about writing without being offensive in a Facebook writer’s group today and thought I’d share some of my thoughts here. I was a lot gentler in the group. The (paraphrased) question was:
“How do you write a character who stands against Christianity without being offensive to readers?”
For the purposes of this discussion, replace the word “Christianity” with any topic you think might be a land mine.
You win some, you lose some, as the saying goes. Just as I was ramping back up on work on Necromancer Ascending, my ancient MSI laptop finally gave up the ghost. I’m talking brick territory.
It had been giving me problems, on and off, for the last year or so. A few months ago, I disassembled it and gave it a thorough cleaning (I’ve worked on and maintained PCs for more than 30 years, so this wasn’t a risky activity for me). Then, over the 4th of July weekend, it went into a continuous reboot cycle and finally died. It doesn’t even POST. The slight burning smell isn’t a great sign either…
If you’re observant, and you take a close look at the dates on these blog articles, you’ll see something disturbing. It’s been nearly an entire year since my last post. So, what’s been going on that has kept me so busy? More importantly, what the heck is the deal with Necromancer Ascending!?
Binary in fiction is often laughable to an engineer like me. You’ve all seen the same scenes I have. A scientific research facility gets a signal from outer space. After several try/fail cycles, one of the junior scientists has a Eureka! moment.
“Eureka! It’s binary!” the scientist says. [At least, I hope not. I really hope the writer does a better job than that. But, you get the idea.]
Within hours (or even minutes), the engineer translates the entire message to perfection (with images and blueprints even!) and we understand the message being sent by the alien civilization. We can then march off and build our new teleportation device, space ship, poverty-fixing widget, or, perhaps, merely learn the meaning of life.
Only one problem. Binary doesn’t simply translate directly to English words in a vacuum. Trust me…it doesn’t even do it in a Roomba. (Ba-dump-tis)
The upshot is this: You cannot simply translate binary to English (or any other language) without additional information.
Let’s find out why and how to fix it so that your scientist can at least appear to know what they’re talking about.
Those of you who have followed the blog for a while know that I periodically gather questions people ask on Twitter with an eye toward writing a larger response here. Some questions simply require more space or finesse than 280 characters will allow.
This isn’t one of them. But I’m going to do it anyway, because it has been too damned long since you friendly folks have heard from me!
As you can see from the first sentence, the question of the day is, “What is a dangling participle?”
You’ve been writing for days, months, years, perhaps decades. You have a few pages or paragraphs under your belt. Or, perhaps, you have partially finished manuscripts collecting dust somewhere. But, you just can’t bring yourself to use the word writer. Are you still an aspiring writer?
If you answered yes, you’re not alone. You’re wrong. Misguided. Lacking a certain amount of self-confidence and a personal sense of authority and ownership. But, you’re not alone.
Let’s talk about a few of the things that might be holding you back from using the W-word.