November 27, 2010 — 218 words
Greetings, little ones! It is time for another livewriting check-in, written days in advance! So I have no idea if I'm even still alive. Quite possibly not. I'm gettin' old, y'know. Or at least that's what Anna tells me. Repeatedly.
Are we seeing the big picture yet? Do you have some idea what's coming? Or do you THINK you do? Because I'm pretty sure you don't. The story is wonderfully convoluted this time. I really loved plotting it all out.
What can I tell you that's safe? Ah, ok... the protestors. That's heavily based on the Toronto protest this year, but I want to do my best to make the people involved a bit more nuanced than you might expect. I was in Ottawa for some big-ass protests a few years ago... right downtown where the badness happened... and I can say that while I dislike a lot about what the bigwigs do to draw the protests, I really dislike many protestors more. So I'm trying to put aside that bias and make them into flawed but well-intentioned people. Not sure if I'm succeeding.
The next few hours — if I survive them — will bring a lot of these storylines to their climaxes... and almost certainly not in the way the characters want.
Get ready and wish me luck!
November 27, 2010 — 98 words
Sleep is for the weak, but I probably just did it anyway.
Welcome to day two of #3D1D Polarity, the only place on the internet you can watch an artist disintegrate before your very eyes! I hope you enjoyed yesterday's fun, and no, I won't explain anything much right now because I'm a bit nervous that I didn't write as much as I wanted last night (pre-written blog posts, remember).
What I WILL say is this: who likes Simon? Yay for nice boys! Yay, says I!
Now then. Go back and watch me try to make sense.
November 27, 2010 — 111 words
Okay, I'm almost certainly sleeping right now, so let's give you something as a reward for not bothering me while I nap...
In the dustrunners world, there is a newscaster named Kana Choi. In Typhoon, we are introduced to the idea that she speaks with a strange unplaceable accent in English, and is fluent in French (at least to Yuri, who might not know the difference). So my question to you is this: where is Kana really from? The first person to post the correct answer wins a print copy of Typhoon.
I will warn you, though: this one is VERY hard to get right.
Stay tuned for more trivia later!
November 27, 2010 — 202 words
If all is going according to plan, it is now midnight and I have written about 14 chapters. Maybe 15. If the last chapter you've read is about Elvis in Egypt, we're on track, more or less. I've still got a few more chapters to do, and I hope I can
By now, you've seen that the flashbacks are about Freeman and his time in Mexico, leading up to the fateful day that was referenced in Typhoon. If you don't remember, Armstrong is the guy he meets in the liquor store. There's some stuff about Freeman you're going to learn here that explains why he acts the way he does. And it ain't pretty.
I'm guessing at least some of you will be wondering where Yuri fits in. To be brutally honest, he doesn't. Don't hold your breath on that front. You may die of asphyxiation or something.
I won't do an update for the "end of day" because I honestly don't know if I'll make it to chapter 18 before I collapse, and I don't want to post spoilers by mistake. There'll be some overnight treats for those of you still awake (or in different time zones), so don't go far! The insanity continues!
November 26, 2010 — 265 words
The trouble with pre-writing these posts is I have no idea where I will be at any given moment, or how far off the script I'm going to be. But I think it's safe to say that by this time, you will have seen how Kani's life is being set straight again (in the most unfortunate of ways) and have just a hint of what's to come.
Here's an interesting game for those of you playing at home: what I THINK will happen versus what actually did happen. So for these past few chapters (ending with chapter 6), this was my plan:
I wanted to do my best to suggest that the story was going to be about Kani and Freeman trying to escape prison, or getting lost in that world, and that Elvis would be spending the rest of the book hunting down the other dustrunners. And then hopefully there'd be a bit of a shock when they're freed. But at the same time, I'm fairly confident you all could tell that the main characters getting shipped in handcuffs in an armoured car is going to end up with a jail break, so my SECOND twist was that this isn't Dark Matter at all, it's Mr Andrews' gang again. Which means none of this is as simple as it seems.
Also: in that first chapter, did you notice anything? Are you seeing dots that can connect, perhaps?
I may be stopping for food sometime around now, so if I am, chat amongst yourselves and I'll get right back to work as soon as I can!
November 26, 2010 — 231 words
Normally, I don't think to write these blog posts beforehand, and so I'm too stressed to do anything about updating my blog. THIS TIME, I'm being crafty and pre-writing things.
So what am I doing right now? I'm livewriting a book called "Polarity." It's the sequel to "Typhoon", which you hopefully have ready many times and want to buy people for Christmas (x10 if possible). This book picks up right after the last one ended, with Kani in too deep with a group of mercenaries called dustrunners, who are the nasty end of the asteroid piracy game. There's lots to cover, and I've probably JUST started the first chapter, so if you're game, hop on over to see.
What is there to see? Well, you can read the book so far, but at this point, there's not much book. But you can click on the "livewriting" tab and see me type in real time. Typos and all. It's quite cool. And if you're game, you can click on the "chat" tab and discuss what you see. I will read that chat and do my best to integrate your randomness into my randomness.
There are other features, too, but that's those are the basics. So stop reading this and read that instead! Go go go!
Oh, and there'll be another update here in a few hours. Pre-written, of course. For entertainment value.
November 24, 2010 — 211 words
Well, I just finished the outline.
Yeah, I know, I'm so on the ball this time. Now all I have to do is finish the website, write and enter all the chapter questions, and remember what the hell I'm trying to accomplish.
Oh, and I just finished writing a bunch of blog posts that will appear as I write the actual book, so I don't have to feel guilty about ignoring y'all. They're fun, and there's some trivia, too!
In case you haven't seen it, stop by http://3d1d.1889.ca and log in using your Facebook account. There are already some questions in there that need answering!
See you all Friday at 9am eastern! I think you'll like what I have planned!
November 1, 2010 — 63 words
October 30, 2010 — 433 words
I just heard an old friend from high school passed away yesterday, and I wanted to let you know why he was such a great guy. There are actually a lot of reasons he was amazing, but I'll keep this brief, because I'm not horrendously articulate right now.
CJ was a clown. And I mean that in the best way possible. There are a lot of people who are clowns, but they're just playing at it. CJ was a brilliant actor who could turn crap dialogue and make it funny. He was in my infamous short movie about stealing a chair, and it was good only because of him. He was Charlie in the original Arkady and Kain, bringing teh funny to a story that needed it. He'd just finished doing a play where he played a Frenchman, and so the British character's accent ended up this confused blend of the two. It was insane, but it was perfect. In a climactic scene, he's supposed to beat the bad guy up with a baguette, but the thing was so stale by the time we used it, it cracked in half on the first take. We had to embed a rod in the damn thing to make it work, which meant when he hit with it — and oh boy, he hit — it hurt like hell.
My biggest regret in the rewrite of Arkady and Kain last summer is that Charlie almost disappeared completely. He used to be in almost every scene, but now he exits fast. I kept as much of CJ alive in the character as I could. Charlie is CHARLIE because of him. I'll never show you that movie, but if you saw it, you'd see what I mean. He made it come alive.
Here are two clips ("Gooood morning, Ambassador!", "Paprika") from the rough audio on Arkady and Kain where you can hear his voice. There's a longer, ad-libbed clip of the paprika scene, but part of the schtick he makes up is about a funeral, and for whatever reason, I don't want to post that right now.
Last thing: I remember once when I had asked one of our mutual friends out on a date, CJ took me aside, spoke in a quiet, quiet voice, and said: "If you break her heart, I'll break your legs," and I was shocked at how serious he'd suddenly become. And then he added, with a smile: "And I wouldn't know how. So be nice."
October 21, 2010 — 449 words
One of the cool things about Goodreads is they have this program where you can offer books for free. I know, crazy, right? I never really gave it much thought until Jan and Anna used it for Other Sides, and then suddenly it seemed like a fantastic idea! I was unsure how easy it would be to create one, but as Anna said, "It's idiot-proof, so even you should be able to do it." Aw shucks.
I'll stop blabbering now, but if you want to win a free copy of Typhoon 2.0, click on the link thing below and do whatever they say.