Odd thoughts from an odd mind.
For those who don't know it, I am the main "engineer" behind the Sci Fi Roundtable and all its web presence (although we do have a team of people who provide content and support). As such when things break or go sideways or need to be expanded to support for our various projects I do double (or triple) duty and sometimes it gets a bit hairy maintaining my commitment to my blog here.
I've just had one of those weeks (today) since a major plug-in on one of the new sites decided it wanted to eat several days worth of work.
To say I am mildly pissed is a bit of an understatement (and the plug-in developer probably understands this by now).
But because I have a launch date on this project of Saturday morning, I am going to be drinking COFFEE by the gallon and getting it redone.
I should vibrate back into my usual place sometime Sunday or Monday when the caffeine wears off.
Bubonicon was a smashing success. Met all kinds of really cool people, including Hugo Award winning artist Elizabeth Leggett, and Daniel Abraham ... one of the authors of the stories behind The Expanse. I learned bunches from them and got some great advice from people further up the ladder (I also got to hold a real HUGO AWARD in my hands ... someday I'll have one of my own maybe ... sigh)
Most importantly, I REALLY had a great time getting to know all the folks who stopped by the table and gave Zachry and I so much support and encouragement. Thanks to you all!
But now, I'm back to work, writing and building new webpages for the Sci Fi Roundtable Newsletter/blog and its soon to be formed Convention Co-Op.
I'll be posting another review of the next couple episodes of Salvation over the weekend so keep an eye out (hopefully feeding the Sarcasmatron won't suck the rest of the coffee out of me).
Just to let everyone know I am prepping for Bubonicon this weekend so I won't be posting much here until I get back Sunday evening (or so).
I'm sharing a table with Zachry Wheeler (he's such a nice guy for letting me squeeze in there with him). We'll be in the dealers room at booth number 11.
I know it's going to be crazy fun since he's almost as out there as I am (and those that know me will understand that's saying a LOT).
Stop by, snap a couple pics, say hi, and get your hands on autographed copies of our books. Oh, and I'm sure the con will be pretty cool too!
Hope to see you there!
BUT, if you can't make it, you can always get my books through the links over on the right ... and his are available on Amazon (here).
Today was the day of the "Great American Eclipse" and unfortunately I was unable to make the drive to somewhere it was happening (but maybe in 2024 I'll make it to Texas to see the next one). It is a bucket list thing for me to see one of these amazing spectacles, so now I know I have to stick around at least another 7 years.
Anyway I was driving in downtown Albuquerque today and I caught this sign. It was amusing to me, and made me wonder whether or not anyone in NMDOT knew how to read a map (or call a scientist). Seems to me that unless something moved my fair city hundreds of miles north while I slept, the eclipse was not going to be a traffic stopper here.
On top of the sun not going into hiding, the heavy overcast made the whole thing pretty much irrelevant here altogether. We did catch a pic of the sun dancing through the clouds just after we passed the sign, but I really didn't need to use the headlights except in a show of solidarity with those that were lucky enough to see the real deal.
At least I was there in spirit.
Well Texas, here I come. (In seven years)
I have had this blog for several years now, but you couldn't tell from the amount of content I've put up here. I know in order to have a successful writing platform you have to have a continuous running series of engaging posts, but I've honestly been torn between what I want to write, and what I should write. I've stared at these blank pages and filled them with words, only to throw them all away in frustration ... literally hundreds of times. It's not that I didn't write, nor is it that didn't like what I wrote ... it's simply that it didn't set a tone that I felt was right for what I needed to say.
Let me explain a bit what I mean. Lets start out with this:
I write disaster novels. Realistic, world-ending, disaster novels. Ones that are scary because they really might happen.
But without being a spoiler, it's important to point out that the VERY LAST WORD of Prometheus and the Dragon is HOPE and it is the fuel that drives the next two stories in the series.
I think that even in the face of a world ending disaster, humanity's greatest strength is that hope dies hard. Very hard.
When I began my research for the first two books of Atlas and the Winds, I spent a lot of time staring into the dark. I had to come to grips with the reality of what realistically WOULD happen, if humanity faced its moment of destiny. And it wasn't something that let me sleep well at night (in fact there were days in writing these books that I didn't sleep at all). What got me through was that I knew there was a path... illuminated by the flickering light of hope, even if it was never easily seen. (Well, that and a LOT of caffeine)
Sometimes hope is a feeble glow, and the darkness is overwhelming. Sometimes we have to stare directly into the blackness for a long time before we can even find the faint spark of hope, so that we can get our bearings and begin to navigate. But when mankind faces troubled times, hope becomes the beacon we use to plot our course through the shadows.
Yet, to me this isn't a Pollyanna idea. It's based on watching mankind crawl out from under one disaster after another, to rebuild (ok maybe sometimes we might want to be more careful with WHERE we rebuild, but we always do it, over and over again). Humanity is more stubborn than the cockroach, but instead of hiding in the shadows, we climb back towards the light with a single-minded determination to see another sunrise, regardless.
The reality of tomorrow may be a tough road to tread, but I choose to remember that in spite what may come, hope gives us a certainty of purpose, and the strength to keep standing up when we are knocked down.
The Earth may abide, but so do we, because hope dies hard.
Which brings me back to why this blog was so hard for me to write. I want this to open a discussion of the potential problems of the future, but I don't want to present just the ominous side without remembering that no matter what, The End ... seldom is.