Miscellaneous news updates

I’m so bad at writing catchy titles for my blog posts.  CORRECTION: I can come up with catchy, sexy, exciting titles for my blog posts, it’s just that the first one that comes to mind is always dull and uninteresting.  Well, too bad.  To quote my mother: “suffer!”

Item One: State of the summer plans

Real quick: still haven’t heard back from the guys at JABberwocky.  I’m starting to think their either really disorganized (not out of the realm of possibility), or they’ve picked someone for the internship and it’s not much of a priority for them to get back to me.  I’ll email them tomorrow or Friday and ask what’s going on; probably I’ll stay in Provo, at least for spring.  But you know what?  I’m actually okay with that.

Lately, I’ve been staying at my sister’s apartment, hanging out with her and her husband, and spending most of the day at the HBLL writing (and chatting with Charlie, who seems to be perpetually bored at her nine-to-five job).  Should I end up staying in Provo, I don’t think that’s going to  change much.  I might work a couple part-time and/or temp jobs, and definitely attend a few cons and writers’ conferences, but that’s about it.

Oh, and maybe go on a random road trip every once and a while.  Fun! 🙂

Item Two: State of Genesis Earth

The rewrite is coming along very well!  I’m over 80% finished now and I think it’s getting better.  Incrementally, certainly, and there remains a lot of room for improvement, but at least it’s headed in the right direction.

I’ll probably write a different blog post on this, but I got Brandon’s comments back on the first three chapters (I submitted those for the final) and his comments were…interesting.  Helpful, certainly, but a lot more negative than I thought they would be.  Basically, he got really confused in chapter 2, and that ruined it for him.  I’ve got to completely overhaul a couple of those scenes to make sure they’re clear.  Fortunately, he really liked chapter 1, so if I can fix chapter 2 in the same way I fixed chapter 1, I think I’ll be in business.

Item Three: Other projects

With all this free time, now that school’s out, I think I should take on another writing project.  Back in the fall, I tried to do this and utterly failed at it, but now that I’ve got the time I think I can manage.  The question is, which project should I choose to work on first?

Option 1: Bringing Estella Home

Summary: When their home system is conquered by the ruthless Hameji barbarian warfleet, James leaves his home and sets out to rescue his older brother and sister, who have been captured and enslaved.  Little does he know, his brother is being turned into a Hameji killing machine and his sister has become one of the Hameji overlord’s personal concubines.

This is the most recent project.  It’s about half finished, but it needs some major revision work before I can comfortably continue where I left off.  It’s got a lot of action, but it’s also pretty dark and tragic.  Not a happy space opera, that’s for sure.

Option 2: Hero in Exile

Summary: Tristen (lamest name ever–I’m totally going to change his name if/when I pick up this project again) fell from the sky in an escape pod when he was only eight years old and was raised in the desert of Nova Gaia by a clan of desert tribesmen.  When he sets out with Mira, the chieftain’s daughter, for the legendary Temple of a Thousand Suns to ask the keepers of the Holy Archives of the Earth of Legend about his true parentage, he has no idea of the disparity, depravity, and danger he will meet in the world outside the small, isolated community of local tribesmen–or of the corruption and intrigue within.

I started this one in the fall, planned it out extensively, and then, halfway through…realizing I was writing a completely different story.  If I pick up this project, I have virtually no idea where I’ll end up with it.  However, it’s a fun space opera with a lot of action and a fair amount of romance (unlike Bringing Estella Home which has virtually zero romance.  No, slaves and concubines don’t count).

Option 3: The Phoenix of Nova Terra

Summary: When Ian finds himself stranded on a distant planet, the only thing he wants is to meet up with the rest of his crew and go home.  Little does he know, the native humans already venerate him as their chosen savior and their king has selected his daughter to be his wife.  When his journey takes deep into the forbidden lands, from which no-one has ever returned alive, Ian begins to uncover the secrets of this long-lost world, and the alien artifacts that will forever alter the paradigm of galactic human civilization–for its good or its destruction.

Gosh, how do you write a paragraph summary for a 168,000 word epic?  This is the first complete rough draft of a novel that I’ve written, and it is HUGE.  It spans dozens of worlds, six separate civilizations (including one alien and one AI), seven or eight viewpoint characters, and a friggin boatload of internal and external conflicts.  INSANE.  What’s more, it requires a lot of work–the rough draft was REALLY bad.  But you know what?  It might be kind of fun to try out.  It’s definitely a very fun, very positive story, with lots of intrigue and lots of romance.

So, the question is: which one should I pick up first?  Which ones should I work on this summer?  I’ll probably only be able to do two, plus Genesis Earth; which ones should I choose?

Item Four: Looking for Beta readers

 

This last item is pretty brief: I’m about to finish up with the Genesis Earth rewrite, and I need some beta readers to help out with it.  I’ve already got about a dozen people or so, but it wouldn’t hurt to have some more.  I’m looking for as much criticism and feedback as you can give me–anything helpful, including specific problems as well as your broader, overall impressions.  

Who wants to help out that can read this story by the end of May?  I really appreciate it!  Email me or post a comment if you want in (but please don’t ask to read it unless I already know you from real life).

Aaaaand…this post is almost 1,100 words long.  Yikes!  See y’all around!

(images courtesy Inkygirl: Daily Diversions for Writers)

Happy progress

Now that school is out and I don’t have any pressing obligations to keep me busy, I’m making some excellent progress on my writing.  Really good progress, actually.  I revised about five thousand words today, which, according to openoffice’s wordcounting algorithm, puts me at 73% finished.  

Wow.  At that rate, I could be finished with the 2.0 revision of Genesis Earth by the end of the week.  I could finish the 3.0 version before the second weekend in May and get it out to all my beta readers by then.

Today, I went up to campus in the morning and had a liesurely, enjoyable day.  I set up camp at an LRC computer and just wrote for six hours, with about a forty five minute lunch break in between.  No other worries, no other obligations, pressing appointments, places to be…it was great.

I finished reading through Genesis Earth 1.0 a couple of days ago, and there was this conversation between my two main characters that really stood out to me.  They’re both on foot, headed towards a village of primitive, native peoples on a distant planet. Terra turns to Michael, the viewpoint character, and asks him, point blank, “are you happy?”

It’s not like the main character is depressed or anything, it’s just that, up to this point, he hasn’t really taken the time to think about himself, to think about why he does what he does.  Most of what he does, he does it for other people, or for some grand cause, or for something outside of himself.  He does that so much, in fact, that he doesn’t ever really notice whether he’s happy at what he’s doing, or satisfied,  or fulfilled.  Terra’s question forces him to think about where he is, what he’s doing, and evaluate whether his work, his cause, his chosen mission really does give him happiness.

Well, I asked myself that question as I was hanging out in the LRC, and I’ve got to say it makes me really happy to just write.  To immerse my mind in the story or project at hand and have that be my primary concern.  I was very happy today, just working on my own writing, at my own pace, and not having anything or anyone screaming at me to do anything else.

We’ll see how that changes over the next few days and weeks.  It will be an interesting summer if I end up in Provo, working on my writing and hitting up some of the cons out here.  It’ll definitely know if I can be truly happy and fulfilled with this writing lifestyle.

Living in a state of limbo

Graduation was today.  I’ve got another year left, but a lot of my friends are moving on.  I took my last exam of the semester on Monday, and my contract at the FLSR ends Saturday morning at 10 am.

And I have no idea where I’ll be living for the summer.

There’s a chance I might be going to New York for an internship with Brandon Sanderson’s agent.  My friend Steve has been planning to move to New York in June, to try and break into writing for Saturday Night Live and 30 Rock, and I thought it would be really cool to live with him while working/interning/whatever in the publishing world there.  I asked Brandon if he knew of any openings with editors/agents for a summer intern, and he got back to me with the news that his agent was looking to take one on.

Well, I got in touch with the guys over at JABberwocky literary agency at the beginning of the month, sent them a resume, had a phone interview, and…haven’t heard back yet.  They told me they’d get back to me after the London book fair, which was this past weekend, so…I’m still waiting to find out what they say.  I think the interview went okay, though I heard from Brandon that they’ve got a lot of other people itching to get this internship.  College graduates.  With degrees in editing and publishing.

So…I don’t know what’s going to  happen.  It would be WAY awesome to go to New York City this summer, and really awesome to be an intern in the publishing world.  REALLY awesome.  I’ve been following the publishing world, especially the sf&f corner of the publishing world, for a couple of years now.  It would be great to get in there and see it up close, see how it works, see what kind of career opportunities exist there and meet the people who are involved in all that.

If it doesn’t work out, though, that’s still okay.  I’ve got a backup plan.  It’s not as awesome, but it still works.  If I don’t go to New York, I’ll probably spend spring here in Provo, taking a break from classes and working odd jobs here and there (private English tutor–my boss at the FHSS Writing Lab can set me up with that–Arabic tutor, freelance editing, temp campus jobs during some of the conferences out here, etc).  I’d also spend some serious time working on my writing, and attend some of the major local sf&f conventions, such as BYU Writers and Illustrators for Young Readers and CONduit.  I might even be able to go home over summer term and attend Worldcon in Montreal.

I’ve got two finished rough drafts right now and two others that are only halfway finished.  With a relatively free summer, I could almost certainly have three polished, finished drafts by the time school starts again.  Perhaps I could even have them all finished before Worldcon 2009 in August, or finish all four of them before World Fantasy 2009 in October.

It would also be a good chance to see whether I can handle the writing lifestyle.  I’ve been writing fairly steadily for the past two or three years, doing between 500 to 1,000 words a day, but it was never the primary thing I was doing.  If I have the summer off from all my other obligations, I’ll be able to explore a little bit what it’s like to write full time.  It doesn’t exactly translate into something nice and shiny on a resume (not like an internship, at least), but it would give me some valuable and useful personal experience.

Besides that, taking time off would help me to figure out what I want to do post-graduation.  I’m aiming to be a professional writer, but I’ll probably graduate from BYU long before I sign my first book deal, so it’s good to have other directions to go.  Trouble is, whenever I’m busy with school I never take the time to think existentially about what I’m doing and what I want to do.  I’m so focused on the day to day aspect of things that I find it hard to make any long term plans.

Of course, either way is going to help me figure that out.  Whether taking time off to work on my writing or working as an intern for a literary agency, I’m going to gain experience that will help me figure out what I want to do after graduation.  So I can expect that to happen no matter where I go, I hope.

So…until I get an email / phone call from the guys at JABberwocky, things are up in the air.  It’s a little bit nerve wracking, especially with all of the moving out / moving in going on around here.  I know I won’t have any trouble getting a spring/summer contract here at BYU, but New York…I have no idea.  I’ve got family up there that I can stay with for a few days until I get settled, and there’s the housing list for the New York stake, but man, it’s expensive over there.

I don’t know.  Maybe I’ll end up staying here in Provo after all.  We’ll see how it goes.

(Image courtesy David Iliff. Published under a CC attribution 3.0 unported license.)

Almost halfway…

I crossed the 30,000 word mark on my revision of Genesis Earth today.  In the old draft, that would be more than halfway through.

However, a lot of that (about 1,700, to be more precise) was adding in new material to fill in some gaps.  It’s not quite halfway done yet.

I think I’m mostly through the rough parts, though.  I’m solidly in the section that I wrote last January, so as long as I can get my character arcs straight and do a better job showing them gradually changing, everything else should go fairly smoothly.

And now I’m going to get to bed.  Even though I don’t have classes and I could sleep in until noon, I should wake up early.  You know, productivity and all that.

Revision, revision, revision

I finished revising chapter 6 of Genesis Earth today. It took a lot more time and effort than I’d expected. Even though I’d revised half the chapter yesterday, I started from the beginning and changed a lot of the other revisions I’d made. I think this version is stronger, but I’m not sure how it’ll fit in with the other chapters.

The thing about revising is that if you change something fundamental about the character / setting / plot early on, it changes everything that happens later, meaning that you have even more revisions to make. It’s like ripples on a pond, or switching tracks at a railroad junction hundreds of miles before your destination. Right now, a lot of the changes I decided to make earlier are making much larger changes necessary later on. That’s one reason why this chapter took so long to revise.

Another reason is because I felt I’d told it wrong the first time. A lot of my alpha readers said that my novel was weakest on conflict; they didn’t feel that it had enough conflict to carry them through the longer parts in the middle. I realized, when I reread it, that the conflict was mostly there, it just wasn’t emphasized properly.

A lot of these revisions had to do with connecting the events better, starting late and exiting early, creating more of a build up to the climax. They also involved changing the order in which I explained certain things–it created more tension to bring up certain things earlier, before the action. Tension and release.

I think I failed to do all that in the rough draft because I’m more of what Sanderson calls a “discovery writer.” The middle sections are always the hardest for me, because I have to figure things out as I go along. I’ve tried planning everything out from the beginning, but when I did that, the story that came out was completely different than what I’d planned.

Trouble is, if I’m discovering my story as I’m going along, the middle sections are going to be much more choppy and rough. I can write a pretty good beginning, and I think I can pull off a decent ending, but the stuff in the middle is just all over the place, every time I write.

Fortunately, I think the revision process is going well. It takes a lot of time and effort, but it’s producing results. I think chapter 6 works much better now, though it could probably use a little more tweaking just to fit it into the context of the story as a whole. Better finish the 2.0 revision before I do that, though.

For a while, I thought that with school out and all this free time on my hands before I really go anywhere, I could finish the 2.0 revision before the end of the week. Now, I’m thinking it will probably take more time. I could probably be about 75% done by the end of the week, though. Even with all these deep revisions, I’m plugging along at a healthy pace. And honestly, this is the kind of work I enjoy. It’s a challenge, but not an unpleasant one at all.

Dreaming up steampunkery

I had the coolest dream last night.

I dreamed that I was in some kind of a steampunk/regency universe–basically, everyone dressed up like the Victorian era and fought with fencing sabers.  I was contracted to go and fight the phantom of the opera, who for some reason was holed up in the JFSB (except, it wasn’t exactly the JFSB, just somewhat analogous). The phantom had a whole bunch of cronies and thugs, and I had to fight them in order to get to him.  Unfortunately, I lost, and his thugs disarmed me and took me prisoner.

Just then, my wife (future wife–I’m not married or engaged right now) came in to rescue me.  The dream panned out so that I was seeing it from her perspective (previously, it had been a sort of detached 3rd person).  She snuck up on the guy guarding the door and stabbed him in the back with a dagger.  Leaving him to die, she jumped into the JFSB where I was (you know the part underneath the big glass facade, three stories below the English department, where the spiral stairs are…except there were no spiral stairs in the dream, just some old dirty couches), and started this awesome swordfight.  She cut down a couple of guys, then attacked the guard holding me captive–and killed him by thrusting her sword through his throat.

It was pretty cool. 😛 Totally reminded me of Vin from Mistborn.  What a woman!

When I woke up from the dream, I wanted to go write some steampunk.  If/whenever I get around to writing a steampunk novel, I definitely want a strong female character who can do that kind of stuff.  Through the throat.  What a way to go!  Suffocate on your own blood while your opponent walks away, leaving you to die.  It’s bad enough getting stabbed in the stomach, but the throat–that takes style.  And improvisation.  Cool.

Running the gauntlet

In the past five days, I have written somewhere on the order of 10,000 words. None of them has been fiction (at least, not explicitly–more BS, if anything).

One monster history term paper, one middling poli sci essay, and two exams requiring 2,000 and 1,000 word essays. Blegh. Like pulling teeth.

The upside is, it’s almost finished! Just got my history exam left, and it shouldn’t be too hard. There is an essay, but the teacher already gave us the two questions from which he’ll pick the one on the test, and a short answer section. The rest is multiple choice. Not too hard, especially because I’ve really enjoyed the class.

The two exams I took today…let’s just say I’m glad it’s behind me. The deeper you get into your major, the more you have to take dumb classes about things you don’t care just to graduate. Blegh.

There is one other exam besides the history one, but I’m not counting it because it’s Brandon Sanderson’s English 318 class. His final exams consists of the first three chapters of you novel, plus a query letter and synopsis that he’ll mail out to the editor/agent of your choice (sending out the submission is a required part of the final). I did some research, found an agent, sent out a query email. If I get a response, I’ll send out the chapters to her. If not…I’ll send it out somewhere else. It didn’t seem like she wanted people to send her partials without her requesting it, so I didn’t send that out.

You know, it’s funny how the title of your novel seems a whole lot less clever when you’re finally sending it out to people.

And, as if things weren’t crazy enough, Utah decided to play jokes on us with the weather. We got our worst snowstorm of the year…on April 15th? Holy cow! WTH? (that’s “what the heck,” for all of you non-Utahans)

Here are some shots from my photoblog, before and after (or rather, before and during).

Crazy!

Brief intermission

The last two weeks have been crazy.  And it’s not over.  Papers, finals, projects–it’s all coming due right now.  That’s why my writing (and blogging) has been sparse.

Fortunately, after Friday, almost all of my work is behind me.  Just two more days…

Downbelow Station by C. J. Cherryh

“The stars, like all man’s other ventures, were an obvious impracticality, as rash and improbable an ambition as the first venture of man onto Earth’s own great oceans, or into the air, or into space.” Thus begins Downbelow Station, an epic tale of man’s future beyond Earth.

The outer colonies of Earth have rebelled and are fighting a long, ferocious war against the Earth colony. Mazian’s fleet, the main battle fleet aligned with Earth, has been out of contact with their superiors for so long that Earth company no longer controls them. As they fight their losing war against the Union of outer stations, they leave wreckage and destruction in their wake, determined not to give Union forces anything that could be used against them. One by one, the stations that serve as stepping stones to the Beyond fall into destruction in this terrible, senseless war of attrition.

Pell is the last major station before Earth, the nexus point between the two warring sides. It is also the only station orbiting a marginally habitable world with sentient life–the peaceful and primitive Hisa, who worship the sun and dream of traveling one day to the stars. The Konstantin family is determined to do everything they can to maintain Pell’s neutrality, but with the war coming closer and floods of refugees bringing crime and disorder, that proves increasingly difficult. It is made even more difficult by power players within the station who, unbeknown to Mazian or the Konstantins, are seeking to strike a deal with Union.

This story won the 1982 Hugo award. Since I like to write science fiction, specifically epic space opera much like this, I was very interested in reading this book and seeing what Cherryh’s vision of the far future looked like.

Her worldbuilding in this book is really, really cool. In the first chapter, she outlines how human history takes mankind to the stars–through commercial means and business interests, not government expansion. Each station serves as a jumping off point for the next expedition to the next star system, with independent merchanters hauling the profits back to Earth and conducting trade between the stations. As humanity expands, however, communication between Earth and the Beyond becomes more and more difficult, and when the Earth company tries to impose taxes on the outer stations, they rebel and form the Union.

Stationers and merchanters have distinct cultures, with the stationers feeling much more rooted to one place, trusting more in bureaucracy, and feeling more of an allegiance with Earth and the company. Merchanters, on the other hand, are much more nomadic and independent, putting more credence to family names than port of origin, and tend to have single-parent families (to keep the population from becoming inbred, merchanter women remain single, obtaining their children through short-lived relationships whenever they come into port). Two of the main characters (Damon and Elene) are a stationer-merchanter couple, and the cultural differences really come out in the way they interact with each other.

At the same time, it’s a story of first contact and what happens after first contact. The Hisa are a distinct race of sentient beings, creatures who don’t understand the ways of the humans, especially war. Their presence adds a degree of tension, especially when you consider how disastrous the war could be on Human-Hisa relations. The Hisa, however, are very clever, and the humans come to realize that they have a lot to learn from this peaceful race of furry little creatures. One of the viewpoint characters is a Hisa, and it’s really interesting to look at the station, the world, and the humans from this alien perspective. Cherryh did a good job creating a believable, complex alien race.

Overall, this story is more about grand ideas and concepts than it is about individual characters, so while Cherryh did a fair job with her characterization, her point of view was always a bit distant and I never felt extremely close to any of her characters (except perhaps Mallory–more on that later). That made it a bit hard to read the story as I got deeper and deeper into the story. There was a lot of setup before the action really started to break, and because I wasn’t very close to the characters, I didn’t feel as engaged by the story.

The action, too, was very difficult to visualize. I never really understood how faster-than-light travel worked in this book, and because all of the space battles happened partially inside warpspace, I never knew what was going on. That was a little frustrating, and kept me from really understanding or getting the tension. The gunfights and hand to hand combat was good, but it was almost always chaotic mobs against lines of armed police and/or soldiers, and never really described all that concretely. Cherryh didn’t really describe what the soldiers were wearing, what they looked like, what their guns were like, what the mobs looked like, sounded like, etc. Distant viewpoint, more conceptual than immediate.

The political situation, however, was very interesting and complex. There were a lot of different players, each with their own distinct goals and interests. There is the Company, whose chief spokesman in the beyond is Ayres, a diplomat whose delegation essentially becomes prisoner to the Union; the Union, lead by Admiral Azov, a shrewd, effective military commander; there’s Pell, led by the Konstantin family (Damon, Emilio, Angelo); but then within these three main parties there are all sorts of other divisions, such as Mazian’s fleet (and within Mazian’s fleet there is another division, with Mallory and her ship as a sort of loose cannon), the merchanters, the Lucas company (Konstantin’s main rivals within Pell), the refugees of Pell (known as “Q,” for quarantine), etc etc.

With some of these groups, you know clearly who is good and who is evil. With others, however, you’re not so sure. Mallory was a fascinating character to me–fascinating because even though I hated what she was doing to everyone else, I really admired the way she ran her ship, the way she respected and took care of her troops, and the way she was always on top of things. She earned my respect, despite that I spent a good portion of the book hating her, and of all the characters, she was the one I felt closest to. She always did what needed to be done, even if it meant getting her hands bloody, and though she was a bit arrogant, she made up for it by being an excellent, top-rate leader. She was by far the most interesting character, the wild card, and Cherryh played her very well.

Cherryh’s writing is very dense and abstract; this book took me a lot longer than I thought it would. It’s not for everyone, and I wouldn’t be surprised if ended up quitting midway through. I almost did that, but I forced myself to read through it until the plot really took off. Cherryh’s vision of the future, however, is really fascinating, something complex, futuristic, and yet very believable, from the way she connects everything together. A fascinating world, and a vision that is, for all the war and horror, satisfyingly hopeful in the end.

The end of an era

Today was my last writing meeting as Quark writing vp. :'(

It’s been a good run, two years as leader of the Quark Writing Group at BYU. I remember how it was when I started–I was still just a hobby writer, with a nebulous interest in getting published someday but without any real goals or plans. I heard about the group from some friends, but didn’t really start going until winter of ’07, as Reigheena and Aneeka were graduating. One day, I showed up after the meeting was finished (but everyone was still hanging around chatting) and Reigheena was like “so, you want to be writing vp next year?”

I was kind of nervous but really excited that first semester, with lots of ideas to try out. We posted our fliers around all the freshman dorms the first couple days of class (most of the members were graduating and/or moving on), and we got quite a few new members, as well as curious English majors who came for a couple of times before moving on.

Those first days, meetings were two hours long, the submissions were up to 4,500 words, and we did four of them every meeting. We met in the basement of the BYU library, in one of the study rooms, and we crammed between ten and fifteen people down there each meeting. Pretty intense! Two hours was not enough time to comfortably cover everyone’s story, and we always felt rushed. We held meetings every other week (or, more accurately, every 1.5 weeks) on a weird schedule that only I really had figured out.

Well, after that first semester, we made a few changes. Reduced the submissions length to 2,500 words, the number of submissions to 3, and the length of the meetings to one hour instead of two. I think we also started meeting weekly, instead of the weird Tuesday–Saturday–Tuesday schedule. We also got a real room, over in the Talmadge building.

Things have definitely changed. This past year, we didn’t really do much to get new members, but we have started to bring in people from the other sections of Quark. A lot of other old timers have moved on–Drek moved up to Draper, so I doubt we’ll see much of him, and Jakeson and Gamila have been coming less and less as they move on to the next stage of their lives. Still, it’s been fun, holding our weekly writing meetings each Saturday.

While I always tried to encourage everyone to be frank and honest with their criticism, we’ve also done a good job diffusing that tension with humor. Here are some of my favorite quotes from my time as writing vp:

“He has two guns in the office and he wants to give Autumn a talking-too for having a knife in her boots?”
“She’s an intern.”

“Other than that, I thought it was just good ol’ fashioned fantasy violence.”

“I don’t remember anything about your characters right now, but I remember when I was reading your story that they were very distinct and I knew who they were.”

“I’m trying to think of something I can say that doesn’t sound like a critique.”
“Your writing is…legible”

“I have a friend that had a way to hide a knife in her hair.”
“I want a wife like that!”

“Some books don’t have chapters, they have acts.”
“We have a name for those. We call them… ‘plays’.”

“As always, your writing was legible.”
“No, wait, it wasn’t! It was courier!”

“If this was meant as a short story and not the beginning of a novel, “defenestration” will suddenly become a useful word in your vocabulary.”

“Maybe I should write a prologue about a writer who’s writing a prologue and realizes that nobody ever reads them.”

“It doesn’t have to be functional, it can just be like ‘hey, we make gears.'”

“The love in Twilight is all based on scent: he smells nice and she smells delicious.”

“The goatee gives me programming x2.”

“Missions…”
“The first six months…”
“The first two years…”

“I like getting to the exciting event within a page of the story.”
“Frodo, see this ring? Destroy it!”

“I loved how flat your characters were!”
“You’re so good at poor writing!”

“Maybe ‘MacBeth’ could be a title. Like, the leader is known as ‘The Macbeth.'”
“Yeah! And all the lower downs would be ‘the Duncans.'”

“Wait… I did write something good… at the very end!”
“Like, ‘Oh good, it ended!”
“You are putting words into my criticism!”

“Then I thought, what would my characters be like if they were alive? And then I was afraid.”

Ah, the good times. It’s so sad to log onto the Quark forums now and not have moderator privileges, to know that I won’t be sending out those weekly emails, moderating things, doing all that other stuff. It’s the end of an era for me. My duties as writing vp for Quark have been a major part of my college experience here at BYU, and I won’t forget it.