fait acompli

Writing the last page of the first draft is the most enjoyable moment in writing. It’s one of the most enjoyable moments in life, period.

Nicholas Sparks, author (1965- )

Two things jumped out at me from this quote. First, that Sparks is the same age as my brother. And it always galls me to no end to see that writers younger than me are several laps ahead in the writing game. I would have guessed the third digit in that year might have been a 4. Dang.

Second, he’s right. There is a great satisfaction to getting to the end of a work, making a beautiful, powerful end to it, and looking back at its totality. Alas, it doesn’t often work out that way, does it? I frequently find the end fairly soon after the beginning, or somewhere in the middle, as a means of knowing where I’m going. I’ve heard this is not uncommon.

But good on ya, Nick!

author! author!

I was checking out the creative profile site impnow.com, and came across a little video by editor H. Christine Lindblom. In it, Ms. Lindblom characterizes the difference between writers and authors: She says that “authors share,” and that not all writers are willing to make the committment to get themselves and their work out there.

“An author has chosen to have a career. They’ve chosen to be on the the road. They’ve chosen to have a Web site….”

I don’t mean to flame this author of this nice little video. It’s otherwise well thought out and informative. But the writer – author conundrum is a pet peeve of mine.

The implication is that Author is a job title. It’s not. A writer is always a writer, even after many books have been published. An author of a book is always still a writer by career.

A writer is someone who writes. If he writes something and shares it, he is the author of it. Same person, two perspectives.

An author is the writer, or group of writers, or an entity such as a company, who has responsibility for the creation of a particular work. For example, William Faulkner was a writer and the author of The Sound and the Fury. Robert Frost – Poet – author of North of Boston.

I am – in addition to being a creative writer and poet – a technical writer. I have collaborated with other writers to produce sets of manuals and documents for a product, the ultimate author of which is the company for which we worked while writing.

I have written industrial books which are published, and delivered to customers, of which I was not the author. I wrote the whole thing, but the author was the company.

If a farmer writes a beautiful diary and hides it under the bed, and dies, and his great grandson gets it published, who is the author? The grandson? Even if he never writes so much as a query letter, or publishes another page? See, it’s not so simple as “the author has chosen to have a career.” Neither of these people did. But the farmer is now the posthumous author of a memoir, even though he never meant to share a thing, or made a commitment to writing as a career at all.

If you go behind the scenes of a TV show, happily you’ll now find a staff of writers. Who is the author of the show? The creator? Producer? Director? Only the lead writer? The actors? By Ms. Lindblom’s logic, all those staff writers – not being authors – toiled away with no intention of getting themselves and their work out there. I say they are all writers, and co-authors of the show. But you would introduce such a writer as a writer, not an author.

So “Author” is never a job title in itself. It’s always “author of …” If I am the author of a thousand books and poems, I am still a writer and a poet.

Writers write. There are amatuers and professionals, and all manner of failure and success. When a writer manages to communicate, it is his/her relationship to the product of creation that creates authorship.

Hope’s new wheels

People just amaze me sometimes. This little Maltese puppy was born last summer without front legs. So people in Chattanooga TN made her a little custom wheelchair and are teaching her to use it. I’ve seen wheelchairs for dogs before – for their back legs – and I’ve helped with fundraising for that. But a front prosthetic is a whole different ballgame.

This little dog is so sweet, and what these folks are doing for her is beautiful.

If you would like to help pets in need, you can do that at imom.org.
Thanks to Cindy for sharing this with me.

from the "I’ll believe it when I see it" file…

As part of a plan to reinvigorate its brand, Starbucks will offer free wireless Internet access at more than 7,000 stores. This spring, customers who use Starbucks cards can get up to two hours per day of free Wi-Fi, while customers of AT&T Broadband and U-Verse services will have unlimited access in Starbucks stores. Others can purchase two hour increments for $3.99 – much cheaper than the existing T-Mobile service.

Future Tense commentator Dwight Silverman says this expansion of free Wi-Fi is good news for mobile workers, but bad news for independent coffee shops.

So reports John Gordon on American Public Media.

A few thoughts:

  • Very little, pretty late, to make me fall in love with Starbucks. They’ve been yanking their customers’ chains with their locked wi-fi for a long time, and it should be 100% free and unlimited to everyone who buys coffee.
  • Two hours a day is stingy; unless, like me, that’s more than enough time to have the old ample posterior parked in a coffeehouse.
  • $2 an hour is simply a rip-off. Is the dark liquid property of their product the only thing Starbucks has in common with Exxon Mobile? Apparently not.
  • It’s not bad news for independent coffeehouses which are able to do two things: make better coffee than Starbucks and provide totally free wi-fi. That should be very easy to do.

beware the spellcheck loophole!

Look at the title of the post two posts down from this. It says wrtiers and producers. WTF?

You need to know – and tell a bloggy friend – if you’re using Firefox and rely on its wonderful running spellchecker, that it doesn’t work in Blogger title fields. It will let you hose a post, and presumably somebody at Mozilla is laughing at you, not with you.

I’m kidding, it’s cool. It’s worth it; so much less Terminator than Microsoft Exploder.

open note to the wrtiers and producers

Hey guys, as you know The Los Angeles Times has this recap on how private overtures led to a breakthrough in the writers’ strike:

“Poor communications, they all agreed, had helped trigger a strike that had shut down TV production, thrown thousands of people out of work and threatened to turn next fall’s TV season into chaos.”

Pretty ironic, don’t you think? You guys communicate for a living.

Hey, here’s an idea: before the SAG contract expires, script the negotiations. I mean get some good writers working on the screenplay now. Throw in a couple of plot twists, a little drama, a few jokes, but make sure the denouement is: everybody gets rich.

I’m available for such a project. E-mail me.

marginalia

  • I have removed from my TV’s preset channels the one for CNN Headline News. It is lost to the vortex of the trivial and tawdry, and I can’t be bothered to keep clicking past it. Nancy Grace and Glen Beck simply suck. And what happened to the premise of Headlines? Talking heads are not the same thing.
  • I find I write best and with most alacrity with music playing. Lately, my best and favorite music is the soundtrack from the movie Garden State. Wonderful. I recommend it for the ills that ail the writer and poet.

    And if you took to me like
    A gull takes to the wind,
    Well I’d a’ jumped
    From my trees and,
    I’d a’ danced like the king of the eyesores
    And the rest of our lives would a’ fare well.

    I’m looking in on the good life
    I might be doomed never to find
    Without a trust, or flaming fields
    Am I too dumb to refine?

    When You Notice The Stripes, The Shins

  • I hear dead people. I have their voices in my dreams.

an end to the strike?

LOS ANGELES, California (AP) — The three-months-long Hollywood writers strike could enter its final chapter Saturday when guild members gather in Los Angeles and New York to consider a proposed contract.

If writers respond favorably, the walkout that has devastated the entertainment industry could end as soon as Monday.

Writers were wavering between hope and skepticism as they prepared to learn details of the deal for the first time.

Oh, it would be nice. I’d love to know they’re all snugly back at their computers, tack-tacking away at the keys. I’m so sick of reruns I could just spit. Though to be honest, Netflix has taken good care of me these 3 months.

I really wish the WGA writers all the best; I hope they get what they wanted, for all their trouble.

I believe that someone who creates something should share the profits; in fact, the creative talent should have the lion’s share, as compared with those who merely transmit it. I realize that’s a vast oversimplification of the matter at hand. I’m just saying, don’t muzzle the ox that threshes the grain.