Chris, Chia and George resurrect an old feature: the Pick of the Week! With Cath away at ICFA, we discuss our recent writing process (still spotty) and share the most recent thing that’s captured our attention: Paul Cornell’s new Chalk, We are Still Here, and Secret Agent X-9 by Dashiell Hammett and Alex Raymond. Stick around for the bonus scene after the credits. Just like Marvel!
Okay, okay. So I went to the International Conference on the Fantastic in the Arts, and hung out with a lot of faboo people. Who should I end up hanging out with, but SFWA president Cat Rambo? We were sitting out by the pool on Friday, and I was going into my song and dance about being a new author and needing to learn all about what to do for book tours and stuff like that. And she said, “Why don’t you go to the SFWA website?”
I’ll admit, I was like, yeah, why don’t I? Because you know, I was so busy reinventing the wheel, I forgot there were a bunch of chariot drivers already on the track. Sure, that happens. However, nice pirates, when they stumble onto a treasure trove share the booty. Yes, I know there aren’t a lot of nice pirates. Moving on…
Of course, you’ll be wanting to know how to get to the SFWA Website.
First of all, I’m an associate member of SFWA (thank you, Sean Wallace). So I have access to the SFWA boards. BUT there’s a lot of information for writers, even if you don’t have access to the boards. I’m seeing the following categories that might prove useful
Advice for New Writers
Building a Career
The Business of Writing
How to Sell Your Novel
Networking and Self-Promotion
Tips for Beginners
It looks like I need to do some reading. So, I will hit the books hard, and then I will do some compilation posts. Stay tuned, true believers.
I’d like to thank SFWA President Cat Rambo for pointing out the obvious to me. Also, thanks for the swell tattoo. Authors who give out tattoos are the best.
George and Chia apparently still haven’t caught ’em all! The Pokemon Go craze may have died down long ago, but two intrepid narrators forge ahead with the collecting of pocket monsters. Cath and Chris offer cultural asides as we ruminate on what, indeed, makes Pokemon go.
This week’s Year of Living Authorly Post is up at my blog so I can talk here about Netflix’s new Marvel offering Iron Fist. Yes, okay, I am not the first person this weekend talking about Iron Fist, but I have seen all thirteen episodes due to a spring break marathon with my husband, an Unreliable Spouse. We are mostly in agreement about the show.
Yes, it is in fact the weakest of the Marvel Netflix offerings thus far. I believe the problem rests squarely on the shoulders of bad writing. The dialogue is stilted. We keep flashing back to the same flashbacks. Characters actions and thoughts contradict themselves. It’s a hot, hot mess of a story, with one of the most disappointing endings that I’ve seen in a long time.
Should you even watch Iron Fist? Sure you should, but you want to go in with your eyes open. Know what you’re going to get and what you’re not going to get, and you might have a better experience. Here are some things to know.
Will I see kick ass martial arts? Nope, sorry. You would think you might, as the show features two of Marvel’s most kung fu-iest characters, a Kun Lun monk, and several members of the Hand. However, you will see some mediocre martial arts fights backed up by a weird 80s-style Tron soundtrack. I think you’re looking at 70’s action hero fare, if even that. I know, you expected martial arts. Do yourself a favor and go back and watch Season 1 and 2 of Daredevil and imagine that it’s part of Iron Fist. That’s what you’re going to have to do.
Will the show rivet me in action sequences from the get go? Nope, sorry again. Like every other Marvel offering, save the Daredevil offerings, the show is slow in the beginning and the middle. Unlike Jessica Jones and Luke Cage, however, there is no sharp pull-in, no call to action. Danny shows up and gets to be homeless while people discuss whether it’s him or not. Not exactly a blistering start. And then we spend episode two in a mental ward. We don’t even hear about Kun Lun until episode 4. It’s a slow coal train running through a small midwestern town, this show.
Will Danny Rand be an interesting hero? If you guessed no, you are right. Emotionally, he’s a 10-year-old looking for family because his own died, and looking in all the wrong places. He has no sense of adulting. This in and of itself could be interesting if played right, but it’s kind of boring, because it hits all the cliches you could imagine.
Will there be at least an interesting support cast to help me get through this show? Well, yes and no. Colleen Wing should be an amazing martial artist, but Danny is a hipster tool and Colleen is also a tool. If you watch the whole show, you’ll see what I mean. Colleen is also hampered by cliche conflict and contradictory characterization. Joy Meachum is a schizophrenic childhood friend who can’t decide what she wants. These two aren’t going to help you much.
Luckily for us, there is another plot line that involves the Meachums. If you remember Nobu from the Hand in the Daredevil series, you know the Hand can resurrect people. Harold Meachum, Danny’s dad’s business partner, received this gift from the Hand, and the plot line dealing with him may be melodramatic, but it’s also creepy and horrifying. Look, if you can watch for this plotline, watch for Harold’s crazy and his son Ward’s acting journey, you might like the show. Tom Pelphry, the actor playing Ward, really gets put through his paces. He’s worth the cost of admission.
Rosario Dawson reprises her role as Claire Temple and classes up the joint. Her parting shot of telling Danny and Colleen that they need therapy pretty much sums up the show. And Madame Gao is back, back in a big mysterious way. When I grow up, I want to be Madame Gao. Raise my hand and mystically throw people into walls. Damn straight. Except for the heroine production stuff.
So. Some good performances in a very poorly put together script. Some bright spots from actors who get a little better writing and plot line in the scheme of things. If you don’t watch the whole thing, you’ll miss the awesome appearance of Danny’s friend Davos from Kun Lun who says what many of us are thinking by that point, “You’re the worst Iron Fist ever.” It’s also probably your only chance to see an intern beat to death with an ice cream scoop this year.
Who let the llamas out? We talk to author Kameron Hurley about her career and her writing, including the new space opera The Stars are Legion and the upcoming finale of the Worldbreaker saga. Of course, that’s but the tip of the iceberg, gentle listener. She also shares thoughts on blogging, dayjobbing and finding truth in our current, upside-down climate.
Welcome to post 5 of The Year of Living Authorly. The subject of this post is one I initially had to grapple with, but I eventually made my peace with. You’re an author at a convention. You want to attract people to your work. You want people to have a certain image of you. What is the best image to put forward?
Much like an online persona, it’s best for authors to do something they feel comfortable with. I’ve seen authors dress as their own characters. I’ve seen authors dress in vaguely fannish clothing. I’ve seen authors dress like I might dress for my job as a professor. Is anyone one of these approaches better than another?
Conventional wisdom suggests that it is best to treat your author work like you might other work, that you should dress like you would as a professional. BUT I know that some authors trade on the kinship that they feel with fandom, and wearing a big floofy hat, or dressing vaguely like Jim Dresden is expected for these authors.
My particular dilemma with image is that I come from cosplay roots. From about 1985 until around 2007 or so, if you’d asked my friends what I did at conventions, they would tell you I made awesome costumes. Seriously, I used to do about 5-7 costume changes a convention. It was my raison d’etre for going to these things. And it was a blast. I was taken very seriously in the world of fandom costumers, and people still oooohhh and aaaahhh today over those pictures.
But I ultimately decided that in order to go where I wanted to as an author, I needed to professionalize. Why? Well, I wanted other people to publish me, and I wanted to make sure that I was seen as a capable person who could meet deadlines and took my work as an author seriously. I didn’t feel I could do this while I was dressed as an anime character or even Granny Weatherwax (and honestly, who wouldn’t take Granny Weatherwax seriously?). I thought it would serve my image better to go away from being a fan to being a professional.
I have to tell you, I’m not sure if this is the right decision, but I am comfortable with it. I will not go so far to say that I might never get fannish at a convention (read tshirts, goofy hats, etc), but if there’s a convention where I want people to think of me as a professional author, I am going to dress in a professional way and comport myself like a person who takes writing seriously. And honestly, there are cons where I feel I am not going to meet people in the publishing industry, but they are few and far between. The con I attend where I geek out the most, Convergence, is still a place where agents, editors, and fellow writers are going to be, and you never know when opportunity will come knocking.
Okay, so, that said, I know lots of authors who work the other mojo to their advantage. Chris Paolini used to dress up as a character from his book while he did his readings, I understand. Many writers make a memorable impression in fannish clothing. Cool. Do what works for you.
Me? While I don’t want to blend into the background, what I do want is for my demeanor and my work to be taken seriously, even though I am writing about demon binders in the 19th century. So, my advice is this: be professional until maybe you have gotten where you want to go. Then, maybe, you can play a little.
Next up: The cost of conventions. Can you afford them? How much does a convention cost anyway?