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“That,” said the Magician, “is Mary Carty. Be warned, she may lark upon the stair but she is no Cosette, you may be certain. Alone in this vast metropolis, the girl is responsible for half that is mischievous and almost all that goes unpunished.
Eh, Magpie?" Deigning finally to address the child herself. "We have a visitor tonight as you can see.”

“I should bleedin’ cocoa," the girl scoffed.

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well it doesn't take much sometimes to motivate me - when i want to be motivated i guess, ha-ha*.

anyway and note to self etc. i have found the draft notes for the final chapter of Spirit Among the Magicians. Yes, the chapter that (not unlike the titular character) disappeared accidentally into the electronic aether from which it cannot return.
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Something a little unexpected; -

In responding to the writing prompt: "Your character is ashamed", i discovered a weakness in my scribblings.
Yes, another one.

This time however the problem stems from what i usually regard as a fairly positive side of my personality; the real discomfort i have with labels. 

Reading through my junk i see such frequently recurring descriptions as 'almost as if embarrassed', or worse 'embarrassed seeming', also the likes of  'he ran a nervous hand through', 'she cut across the corridor striking a defiant pose', yadda bla.
In effect, refusing to actually state anything!
e.g. She was embarrassed. He was afraid. They carried with them a burden of shame etc.
   
i tend to dislike being told how or what i feel at any given moment and try not to be presumptuous about the emotions of others. BUT (d'oh!) this is probably one of the ways in which i lose narrative coherency - and lose the reader!

There are some emotions that i know i struggle to understand as a person and inhabit as a writer, shame, perhaps, being one of them. Yet all the same, if asked, i would have no hesitation in pointing at given characters in my fics and saying “Yes, I think Karin carries a lot of what she thinks of as shame, yes Eva struggles with her self esteem, and bitterness, Leb has resentments, Marina has survivor guilt” and so on.  

i guess it's all part of the eternal ‘show Vs tell’ dynamic, but it could even be seen as authorial evasion - ok if the narrator is a character but otherwise, again, it's just beating round the bush.
i suppose the risk is of going too far and denying the reader their freedom of thought and response - many great discussions have, after all, come from giving opinions on the motives and behaviour and emotions of characters in books and films. All the same, i tend to think that may only apply to an experienced and talented writer - and to pretend otherwise probably just puts the cart before the horse (insert alternative hoary cliché here!).
   
With that in mind, i shall return to my response attempt...

Any thoughts?

wytchcroft: amelia (ear)



I have mentioned elsewhere my burgeoning interest in Amelia Earhart (and, I should add now, many other early flyers all of them idiosyncratic and intriguing) –

in the intervening time I’ve been richly rewarded in the process of research as a very great amount of material has been published, archives are now available online, books and documentaries have proliferated and at least one biopic movie has been made.
 
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Here are two ‘outtakes' from my diary post at http://johnsiddique.blogspot.com
I didn’t think they would fit there, so…

 

Sea and Sardonica: 

Everyone, (or at least two people i know) are off holidazing to Sardinia (where the sardines or more correctly the sardinese come from, i believe). My geography being what it isn't i have no idea where the place is but it must be costal coz i know DH Lawrence wrote something called Sea and Sardinia. I think it was the sequel to Goodbye Mr Chips (ha ha!).
 
Either way it is clearly this year’s destination of choice. i await postcards with baited breath, and that's NOT a joke as anyone that knows me will testify, i love postcards, just received a top notch one from Iceland and also one from Amsterdam.
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this was compiled for a friend's blog - but (typical me) didn't fit the brief. So.... here it is instead (and covering some familiar ground i'm afraid) seven days in the week of wytch.

Seven:  

Stop Dave stop…

Windows…

My mind is going – stop Dave…

Windows…

Bloody windows.

Quite when I became one of those absentminded harassed looking types who have to lock, re-open, relock, re-open and check and counter check the situation of doors, possessions, windows, I don’t rightly know (your honour).

It seems to be a work thing. I swear I’m never that befuddled at home… maybe I have responsibility issues. Damn, I was hoping the power (over the building at least) would go to my head (see below). But no, I am obviously a child. (wails).

Hey ho, I’m sure my darting lurching scarecrow of a figure will be amusing some random observers anyway – and I like to spread a little happiness, a little mirth.

Bumped into John. He’s a sharp dressed man for sure. Reminded me about the diary/blog. Gulp!!!Read more... )

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so it's Beltane and time for a catch up methinks. (Yes, Bean, fantastic text timing there m'dear)
so... it's Beltane and time to spread the love and, uh, spread the lurgy since i am in fact full of both.
Yes, thank you V. (love them sisters).

anyhoo, here are a few rambling and magic elements of stuff.
Oh, plus Nuns (for Rouka and Sidherian, you may want to skip to that bit further down).

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Love and thanks to Julie 0 without whom this piece... etc etc.
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And a farewell to Francais, Franglais, Denglish - call it what you will...

i have been stumbling onto some interesting material recently, just following my interest in language and music.

Anyone that knows me well will be aware of my fascination with language (i have a profound love/hate relationship with Semiology*!) and also with the work of Wittgenstein (blows kiss to Melissa) who posited that there could be no such thing as a private language.

Private language? Think Tina Turner singing; "I'm your Private -"

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There was blood on the floor -

No, wait - let me start again.

In fan fiction, a beginning is a delicatessen nascent with the promise of blooming into a full pastiche-ery.


How was that for an opening?
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and so a little of myself - my little self in fact - that is to say shorter and younger.
Yes, as a kidling I was given a Magic Set, the sort of thing you were given when you were liable to use a chemistry set to poison the local vicar or your least favourite teacher. I was not a trusted child. Well, perhaps that was for the best - after all I once painted myself all over with chamomile lotion thinking it would make me invisible and drank foaming bubble bath to try and become Mr Hyde. I was not a trusted child, did I mention?
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In one of my other incarnations, i am an occasional storyteller for children's groups -
(out here in the wilds).
whenever they can be corralled sufficiently to sit around and listen to the likes of me anyway!

Just recently it occurred to me that it might be an idea to jot some of these down before they're forgotten -
since i make them up on the spot and don't have any notes or whatever REAL story people have up their sleeves. 
down the ladder to the yadda )
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Memory Lane is a loose environment in which several stories and/or fragments have ended up being set, either by design or by implication or simply accident.
notes )
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Guide to my firefly fan fiction
 

Notes on a fic timeline - narrative and context 
(note - this guide is spoiler heavy and also treats as 'fact' many things merely hinted at or suggested in my fics)
fic guide... )
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Here is the main link to my Firefly Fics - if anyone is interested in reading them.
I don't think they are very good - but they suck less than some of what I've posted here... 
and if you are a fan of Firefly/Serenity (if not - go, watch - buy DVDS at ONCE!)
then you might find the IDEAS to be worth exploring. 
Which is why I posted the fic guide above.  

Linkage:  

I may copy and shift them at some point but it would be a long job.
(My Blog at Fireflyfans.net contains the two stories A Day at the Races and The Cristmas Run and a lot of deleted scenes, extra bits and thoughts on the show.)
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Questions - dolphins. Some theorists have stated that Whales communication by frequency is actually visual - the sound is a transmission of image, and indeed mathematically it has been possible to create visual analogues, the usual (fractal type stuff) with these. However - the purpose of these transmissions - which would give us the structure has (as far i know) not been decoded. Elsewhere the idea of correlation between sound and action has proved difficult to determine - ahh remember Phase IV? "We can talk to the Ants!" ha, ha:)

My info is memory driven - please correct me if things have moved forward.
Again - mathematically, structure is in the eye of the beholder IF certain reasoning is allowed. I mean - the underlying unification of structure in nature can be revealed quite quickly since the models are fairly simple, and if language is not an invention then structure probably follows the easy routes of nature. However - rules governing structure are now seen to break down at the quantum level where condition is uncertain. So - what of language? What of our ability to understand genuine structure - are we not still simply the victim of our own perceptions, can we ever understand the dancing of bees??

Or even if - does language actually serve as a model for thought? By attempting to understand the language of animals - are we confusing language with thought? Perhaps the two are indeed one and the same (As you have argued here and elsewhere) and in a binary sense this has to be the case - but can we not evolve beyond this? Is our binary disposed nature really shared by non-human sentience??? If not - then structure is bound to be different.

Then again - what if life itself (all existence) is simply the language of the universe? The structure of existence follows a very close model to language. I am tempted to believe this.

If this is true then analysing the parts of the whole may be possible - but and there may be correlation - but it may take intelligence beyond ours to see the greater design of which our language, the language of other elements, etc. are merely
fragments.
That's enough random from me for now. :) 

Oh - except to note that canines seem to fail in the area of transmission, felines seem more highly developed. Or, for example;
I may be able to get my dog to recognise "stick" but only my cat seems able to tell me to fuck off - or, without prompting, come up to me and yell "Tuna! I want Tuna!"

this was part of a thread dialogue between nintfjr, chalissa and myself. my reason for including it here is to show some of the thinking behind my 'writing', ie i scribble in order to better articulate/express the ideas i struggle to put across otherwise - such as above! my other obsessions are TIME, LIGHT, REALITY yadda yadda. i may add more example links later. All of which makes me sound very confident - believe me, t'aint so.
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(This was some fooling about with a possible conclusion to the Shepherd Book arc in my firefly fan-fic.

The opening and closing bits are from the deleted early version of 'Spiritual' from last year, 'prisoner 232323' was overtaken by a similarly themed fic by someone else - credit to them - which is why I changed tack. The Scarlet section could easily expand (and actually has roots in something from the early 90s) - and it's something of a double in-joke. For that reason I haven't actually bothered to expand it!

I'm not working on this any more - my momentum has stopped so feel free to cast an eye over the bones.

As well as these sorts of character try-outs, I usually have a very detailed and numbered plot grid thing that I work out months before writing a story - in this case I wanted to try and wing it, like the old daze. I may post the rest of the pieces, not sure as yet. What ARE here are some characters, their perspectives and the beginning of a double timeline for Book and Bathgate Abbey. Hope they're of interest and not just an indulgent piece of fan wank. Everything is PG, no naughtiness in my FF-fics y'know!))

 

The Left Hand of Book - Fragments:


The Priest was gazing with interest at the pensive figure of Shepherd Book, unaware of just how much the Shepherd’s face was a mirror right now.

 

Book shook his head, coming out of his thoughts. “It’s not right of course.”

 

“Something on your mind Shepherd?”

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