It’s KDP Select time, my droogs! Aloft is free now until Saturday.
Last time this scrappy little tale of workplace romance and terrible bosses climbed the free Fantasy/Futuristic romance bestseller list. I’ve played with categories and the like since then (because why not?) and now it’s #12 in Technothrillers!
A book that can do so well in those two genres? That sounds like something I’d sure want to read! (If I hadn’t written it.)
Please pick up a copy if you don’t have one, and kindly request that your friends do the same! Let’s make this thing the #1 technothriller on Amazon! Take that, Tom Clancy!
As I mentioned in The Past, my brother and I have been working on an opera together for quite some time. He wrote the music, and I wrote the libretto. We first started planning it out 2010 so it could be his last hurrah before getting his doctorate in composing a few years later
Well shut my mouth, we went and finished it. And with the excellent contributions of the artists, musicians, and good people of New Voices Opera (founded for this production), we put it on!
Everything about this project merits praise and opportunity… The libretto is clever; the music, appropriate, varied and attractive.
[Ben Rovik’s] libretto is an exemplar of poetic craftsmanship. He draws from historical events, political figures, pop culture, and even mid-century advertising to show the evolution of American culture and its relation to our growing dependence on oil. Without an obtuse agenda, [Rovik] leaves the audience with a heavy message and a lingering sense of discomfort; we’re all dependent on oil, no matter how much we wish to become more “sustainable” and “green”.
Hot cha cha! Maybe a Mechanized Wizardry opera should be in the works one of these days.
I had a bowl of canned soup at work a few days ago, and as I was slurping it down I pondered, “Does this soup actually eat like a meal?”
And then I pondered, “What the flap am I saying?”
Soups, of course, don’t eat (unless you go far, far afield from the standard recipes. I’m sure there are some Baba Yaga tales about enchanted soups that eat naughty Slavic children.)
So why does this slogan, which Campbell’s has used for three decades now, make sense at all? Why can I understand that Campbell’s means this soup will fill me up like a meal would, as opposed to other soups, which are dainty liquid amuse-bouches before the plat principal?
I suppose it’s the power of context. I look at that sentence and I can’t imagine what else it what mean for a soup to eat, so I instinctively understand it must really be referring to my perception of what it would be like to eat that soup… and then the ad agency’s in my head and controlling my brain, and suddenly our pantry is full of canned soup like we’re survivalists ready and waiting for a nuclear dust-up.
Well played, Campbell’s. Well played.
Heads up, fellow travelers!
I was fortunate enough to land a lovely new full-time job this week. It’s casual, creative, and close to home. I’ll be writing dialogue for some very fancy choose-your-own-adventure training videos. The goal is to create simulated characters with whom users can have conversations that feel totally immersive.
This job is a huge step in the right direction, as far as, you know, avoiding the poor house goes. And it’ll allow us to keep buying new clothes for the baby faster than she can outgrow them (which, as you may imagine, is at a considerable rate).
I will still be working on Mechanized Wizardry as much as possible. A large chunk of the draft of The Fate of the Faithful is already done, so wheels are in motion.
Anyway! Onwards and upwards. Thanks for all your support and your interest.
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