Friday, October 13, 2017

The Magic Novel: Plot Problems

Having written and published, for better or worse, Magic For Hire, I decided to write a sequel - another anthology.  I then realized a certain demand for A) a novel, and B) a prequel.  How did my protagonist end up the way he did?

So I set to work, and after 20,000 words or so broke my toes on the worst case of writer's block I've ever experienced.  I'd gotten my protagonist into a predicament and couldn't decide on a way to get him out.  I tried several, all of which were dismal failures.  Today, at long last, a solution has suggested itself and the obstacle to my production melted in the heat from the keyboard.

My protagonist was in a bad way, through no fault of his own, but unless he could get out of his current predicament under his own power, he'd never develop and become the protagonist I'd write about later.  My difficulty was that I was sending him help he didn't deserve.  My solution is obvious; he'll overcome the problems that the author hands him without outside help, and continue merrily down the road to publication.

And that's how you defeat writer's block.

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Motorcycle Hall of Fame Visit

Having a little free time last Sunday afternoon, I decided to visit the motorcycle museum in Columbus.  I pass this place on a regular basis, and have always wanted to stop in and see what they have to offer.  Officially, the place is listed as:

Motorcycle Hall of Fame Museum
13515 Yarmouth Dr, Pickerington, OH 43147
(614) 856-2222
Motorcycle Hall of Fame Web Site
Open 9 - 5, seven days a week

Thursday, September 14, 2017

R.I.P. Rose the Cat

I had Rose put to sleep this morning (Thursday, September 14th, 2017).  Her health was failing, and I don't think she weighed more than five pounds.  She had stopped eating, and only drank a little water once in a while.  I tried tempting her with canned cat food, which she loves, and she only ate a few tiny bites.

Friday, August 25, 2017

Rules for a Son

I found this on Facebook, as posted by Don Comes, and originally posted by Aaron Conrad. This inspired me to write a commentary, which I haven't done in a while.

Monday, August 21, 2017

GenCon, Dinner, and a Pub Crawl in Indianapolis

Mike attends GenCon every year and seems to enjoy himself.  He often ties up with Doc Bitterman (PhD in Information Systems, his treatise being something like Fun with Artificial Intelligence!) and the two have dinner at St. Elmo's Steak House, followed by a pub crawl.  A few years ago I joined them for dinner and the crawl, and having recovered I decided to join them again this year.

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Excessive Noise Complaint, Part Two


I wrote about being jolted out of bed at 4:30 in the morning in Excessive Noise Complaint. Evidently, someone picked up on the post because on August 10th, I got this email from Ryan Younge from the Columbus government:

Hi Bill

I apologize that the mosquito sprayer woke you up. We have to spray in the early morning because that is when adult mosquitoes are most active. We also cannot spray during the daytime because pollinators are out i.e. butterflies and bees.
We do not want to kill those insects and they are not out when the sun isn't out because flowers are not out.

We sprayed your area because the mosquitoes we trapped in that area tested positive for West Nile Virus.

Please let me know if you have any questions and sorry for any incidence

Ryan
Which is a whole lot more than I'd get from most local governments.  In fact, I'd say it was pretty singular.

Your apology is accepted.

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Excessive Noise Complaint

I live at the corner of McNaughten Road and East Livingston Avenue.  During the day, but especially in the afternoon, I get boom cars, car horns (drivers pay more attention to their cell phone than the traffic light, so the driver behind them wakes them up), Freddie the Fire Engine, Marty Meat Wagon, and Officer Friendly - the last three are running with lights and siren.  Since all this happens during the day, it's just a part of life - the exception being the boom cars, all of which should be confiscated and the offensive equipment destroyed.  But when my peace and quiet is shattered at 4:30 AM, I become a tad irascible.