Same Old Story

I’m not doing so well with this whole Sunday Stories thing, am I? I often have a good excuse. Like today, the little housewarming party we were supposed to attend turned out to be more like a local festival, with a tent, rented tables and chairs, and enough food to feed half the state. There was even entertainment of a sort—children crying over lost balloons, neighbors sharing the tragic details of their lives, that sort of thing. And though I enjoyed the food and the company, I would have been happier if the occasion hadn’t totally exhausted my Sunday afternoon. We didn’t get home until dinnertime. So you see, I have an excuse for not writing. Too bad it doesn’t make me feel any better.

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Physics Lesson

On Thursday morning, I proved one of Newton’s famous laws:

A sandwich in motion tends to stay in motion.

This law is important to remember while eating in the car. That is, unless you like to eat your breakfast off the floor mat.

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In With the New

I came home and my new computer was all set up and waiting for me (thank you, Faithful Reader!). We have fancier hardware, updated software, and a new look for this blog, but I am still the same old me, so the content won’t change much. There will be more silly rhymes and more reviews on books that everyone else in the world has already forgotten. There will be more gratitude and more Sunday Stories, more Vonnegut and maybe even some puzzles.

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Don’t Bank on It

My bank got me good. I had a CD that was scheduled to mature in September. They sent me a notice in July saying that if I did nothing the CD would automatically renew at an interest rate that would be determined in September. I planned to call and ask about the new rate, but it’s hard to remember to do in September what you thought of in July. I figured that if I missed the deadline, the new rate would be similar and it would be no big deal. Idiot. I forgot about it until midmonth, one day after I could have done something about it. I just found out the rate difference. The original APY was 5.1%. The new one is 3.7%—that’s barely staying ahead of inflation! The penalty for withdrawing the principle would wipe out most of the gains made by moving the money. Yeah, they got me good.

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Here I Go Again

It’s time for another trip to CT. I’ll tell you all about my adventures when I get back.

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Good Corn Burned Bad

It looks bad, it smells worse, and it’s called popcorn cooked way too long in a microwave. You can recognize it by the billowing clouds of yellow-tinged smoke and the aggressive reek of burnt corn. Microwaves accused of this “heat crime” can expect some hard consequences. In one recent case, the guilty oven was evicted from its home for smoking and stinking to High Heaven. Insiders say that the abandoned appliance hasn’t had food in days, and may never again.

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Another Book Review

I read another book recently—The Mysterious Stranger and Other Stories by Mark Twain. It’s one of Dover’s Thrift Editions and may I say how much I love them? They pack a lot of punch for the price.

Grade: B+

Twain’s poorest writing beats most authors’ best. He just had the knack. So while these stories aren’t his best, they’re still pretty good. I particularly liked “The Mysterious Stranger.” As a story it fails, but it’s a fascinating diatribe against man and God. Here’s a sample:

It is true, that which I have revealed to you; there is no God, no universe, no human race, no earthly life, no heaven, no hell. It is all a dream—a grotesque and foolish dream. Nothing exists but you. And you are but a thought—a vagrant thought, a useless thought, a homeless thought, wandering forlorn among the empty eternities!

Cheery, eh? But have you ever wondered if maybe the world was a dream and you were the dreamer? It’s a powerful concept.

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The Story, Part VI

Boy, was it hard to write this part! It’s rough, but it’s out. Whew!

For the start of the story and links to other installments, see this post.

The days flew by and Phil adjusted to living in relative comfort. His mother’s health had improved along with their circumstances. All things considered, he was happy and life seemed to be going well. He wasn’t even worried about his upcoming three-month review. Mr. Gabriel would be intimidating, as always, but Phil knew his work in Frozen Foods placed him in good stead.

At the appointed hour, he took the elevator to the top floor, home to Mr. Gabriel’s office. Continue reading

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Faerie Wars

Faerie Wars by Herbie Brennan

Grade: C+

I really wanted to like this book. It has a beautiful cover, blue with gold embossed lettering and the image of a butterfly. It has a comfortable weight and the binding is great (my softcover copy has been read twice but still looks brand-new). I wish all books were so well-made.

The quality of the writing is mixed. When I say that a book is well-written, what I mean is that the text doesn’t jar. You get drawn in and forget that you’re reading; there’s no awkwardness to make you stumble and remind you that the story is coming in the form of words rather than thoughts and images. Faerie Wars is mostly well-written, but it has some majorly jarring elements, and they make you want to cry because the rest of the story flows so well.

Some of the characters are unforgivably boring. For example, there’s nothing about Henry, the character with whom the story begins, that makes him stand out. He’s just a boy who does odd jobs for a wacky old guy. He’s supposed to be a main character but he really doesn’t do much. He could have been completely left out of the story with no harm done. Ditto his best friend, who is mentioned a couple of times but seen only long enough for her to tell the lame story of how her mother remarried.

It is Henry’s family problems that truly ruin this book. His mother is having an affair with his father’s female secretary. How could anyone think that was appropriate subject matter for the target audience? And it’s so unnecessary. You could literally cut out every scene that mentions it and no one would be the wiser. The lesbian subplot seems in particularly poor taste when juxtaposed with the title and main subject, since “fairy” is a a derogatory term for a gay man.

I have other complaints, but I think all of this book’s failures could have been fixed by a good editor. It had promise, but a reasonably good plot and an inherently pleasant writing style are not enough. Why wasn’t it edited more? It seems everyone’s rushing to get fantasy books into print and to market them with a Harry Potter spin in order to take advantage of Rowling’s success. If they’d taken as much effort with the editing as they did with the marketing and packaging, Faerie Wars could have been something special. Too bad.

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Critical Cure

There is no such thing as writer’s block. A writer can always write. That is, a writer can always take words and combine them to make sentences. “Writer’s block” is really a catchall term for any one of several problems that a writer can encounter, such as not having a good subject, not knowing what will happen next in the story, not being happy with one’s writing, etc. That’s me. Those are my problems.

There’s only one cure. I have to write. I have to write whatever I can and without expectations or judgments. The easiest place to start is with something relatively unimportant, like a book review. One book review coming up . . .

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