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Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Minutiae

Since yesterday collapsed my naive sense of optimism with a giant poop hammer (that's a hammer actually made of poop, you understand, not just a hammer I think is shitty), I have decided to wait until I've worked this schedule for at least a week before putting to page the exact schedule I will try to keep.

I spent today cleaning up some pages that have long needed my attention like adding Kelly to my patron muses and The Contrarian to the Hall of Rectitude.  Plus I made sure Grounded Parents and Ace of Geeks are both prominently displayed on my Folks Worth Checking Out page.

I'm also going to dive into the next part of A Demon's Rubicon with the hope of posting that either this coming Monday or the next. (I'm trying to do fiction every month instead of ever other month this year.)

It's starting to look like waking up and writing (under The New World Order) is going to be only slightly less difficult than doing Snakes on a Soduku on a plane...with snakes.

Shut up!
It's totally a thing! 
Fortunately I am absolutely fucking brilliant at staying up until ungodly hours clacking madly on my keyboard and then sleeping in like I'm a half vampire (like Blade....except not stupid). In fact, I've been writing in the morning mostly as a logistic thing.  Unsupportive Girlfriend likes to burst into my room at first light and ask me questions about fashion and Macedonian spear phalanx techniques.  But with The Brain owing me big for babysitting favors, I can get her to override the voice command on my door, and let me sleep.

Monday, January 13, 2014

Derailed!

Let me tell you the story of the little engine that could--
or that probably could have if it hadn't had a one month old living in the house.
I'm actually glad today happened.  I'm even glad for the timing.

Awwwww.
Just so cute!
I have a little note pad program on my MacAir called "Notes."  It even looks like a Notepad--isn't it totes adorbz? I use it to figure out what I'm (probably) going to be writing about in the coming days. That way, while I'm writing one article, I sort of think about all the stellar jokes that I'll be writing into the next. Plus it keeps me from that blind panic of feeling like I have absolutely no fucking idea in the damned world what the hell I'm doing--which is mostly true, but I don't like feeling it.

Tuesday my little article projection said that I would be thinking up the update schedule for the spring semester. Every time my schedule undergoes major change, I make sure that the current update schedule is plausible or if I'll end up in a fetal position by week two in a scalding shower whispering "it thrusts its hands against the posts but still it insists it sees the lotion in the basket." All things being equal, though, I'm sort of glad everything exploded this morning.

Oh don't I WISH that was a metaphor.

Sometimes I tweak things on the fly.

You see today I woke with a brisk spring in my step. Last week, I somehow managed to write an article for both Grounded Parents and Ace of Geeks without ever having a psychotic break and telling everyone who loves me that "I just need some fucking MEEEEEEEE TIIIIIIIIIIME!!!"and then finding a door to slam as hard as I could--even if I had to run upstairs to the guest bedroom since it slams the best.

I hopped out of bed, ready to rock. I was going to write the shit out of everything. I was going to write the shit out of today's post, then write the shit out of one of the other blog's next articles, then write the shit out of some fiction. Some days it's like your imagination just spent the whole night listening to "Eye of the Tiger" or something.

But then I got derailed.  Immediately. Badly. Irrevocably.

Details are not important.  You need only know that the new world order in this house played a pivotal role and there may or may not have been any of the following: a screaming cry to the heavens for saltines and sprite, a sick mom, an explosive "diaper incident" that shook my faith that "anything" can be cleaned with a baby wipe, Night on Bald Mountain playing when we tried to put the baby down for a nap, four hours of walking because The Contrarian was replying to every postulate that he was finally asleep with "I AM NOT!" or a trip to Costco that took three and a half hours even though I didn't even go through the DVD section or try to hit on the chick that gives out the samples of cheese soup.

But it did convince me that I might want to be a little more pragmatic about scheduling. If this had not happened, I may have made my schedule tomorrow with just a little too much optimism and lack of concern for how much effect baby can have on my ability to write whenever I choose.

In fact, if there are any Samurai Time Travelers out there who are living in a horrible post-apocalyptic war zone of horrors and who identify the haphazard update schedule of Writing About Writing as being the crucial turning point in the fall of the resistance, you need to come back to 10:00 this morning and undo the derailment of today. I will never reconsider my decision to update like mad. I will go into writing it tomorrow having never had my stark optimism crushed by a five week old's poop. Admiral Akbar would never have uttered the immortal phrase: "The lining of this diaper can't repel blowout of this magnitude." We wouldn't have spent thirty minutes just changing him and an hour just getting out the house to go to Costco, and I never would have doubted my entire ability to update with measured predictability.

Save the onesie, save the world.

Saturday, January 11, 2014

On Clicking Ads

Folks, I know some of you are amazingly supportive, and really want to see Writing About Writing succeed.  And I know that not everyone has money in the budget to donate. Some of you have told me how you click ads, and even gone into detail about how you click them all the time.

Unfortunately, this doesn't really help me.

Every time I do an appeal post, I mention turning off ad blocker (which you should do for any of the sites you like so that they can make money and actually keep being the sites you like), but I also always emphasize that people shouldn't just blindly click on the ads. Click if you actually see something you like, but don't just click them for no reason or to "help me." (Like I said, it doesn't help me.)  Still I always have people bragging to me about how me they click "hella ads" or click all my ads every time they log in.  Sometimes I see my "Day's Earnings" suddenly jump from 5 cents to $8.23....and then go right back down to 5 cents a minute later.

So let me be a bit more explicit.

I know you want to help, but you shouldn't click those ads unless you really see something that you are actually interested in. Google is able to tell there's shenanigans going on. I don't even get the money when you do that. And there is a possibility that if it happens enough, Google will flag my account and remove the ability for me to host ads--which is about 1/3 of what I'm making right now.

Google Adsense is basically the most sophisticated online advertising software that exists. So there are all kinds of ways they have to determine whether the clicks I get on ads are "real" or not. Everything from many clicks in rapid succession to multiple clicks from a single ISP address.  They even know just about how many ad clicks to expect from how many unique page views (I think it's about 1 to 1000), and if an account starts going way over that, they know something is rotten in Denmark.

So please, please, please, please believe me when I tell you that I greatly appreciate what you're trying to do, and you make me feel warm and fuzzy inside, but unless you see something you would normally click an ad to check out, just let it be.

If you really want to help, the best thing you can do for me would be to share one or two (or ten) of your favorite articles.  My biggest problem right now is getting myself "out there."

Friday, January 10, 2014

More Grammar Questions I Have No Business Answering

One space or two after a sentence?  Do I use a hyphen between weight loss? Aren't since and because synonyms? Why is there sometimes a comma before a dependent clause?

[Remember, keep sending in your questions to chris.brecheen@gmail.com with the subject line "W.A.W. Mailbox" and I will answer each Friday.  I will use your first name ONLY unless you tell me explicitly that you'd like me to use your full name or you would prefer to remain anonymous.  My comment policy also may mean one of your comments ends up in the mailbox. And I really suck at grammar so you should ask people who know more than me.]    

More grammar questions? Seriously? Haven't you people realized I can barely achieve grammatical coherence within my own writing. You should be asking these questions of grammarians like Grammar Girl or Dr. Grammar. I'm just happy on days I manage to end a sentence with a period

Celina asks:

Should I be using two spaces or one after a sentence.

My reply:

One.

But, let me "teach the controversy."

Actually, I can't really do that because there IS no controversy. There are only gum-toothed old folks like me who learned it in a bygone era of different technology who can't let go, and the brave new world of of the computer literate who will usher in the new chapter of humanity with their single spaces and their Google Glass Singularity and their not having to pay a quarter for video games. Whatever aesthetic actually remains of people who like double spacing are the sad and dying remnants of an ancient species, slowly watching themselves go extinct in the new millennium, but with just enough spite to use their dying breath to tell the whipersnappers and smoochers to get off their lawns.

[I pause in this narrative to tell you about my ex-wife's sister who (god this can't be right!) is like a teenager at this point. When she was about five or six, she watched Steamboat Willie, and didn't get the part where Goofy was eating the corn by going from one end to the other and back with a DING!  "Well, it's like a typewriter, honey," her mother said. My sister in law (ex) cocked her head and said "What's a typewriter?"At that point I went to try to find an ice floe, but we were in central California.]

You see, once upon a time, back when dinosaurs used to roam the Earth, and your intrepid (but very cute and sexable despite his advanced age) blogger was learning how to type, there were these machines called typewriters. And due to typesetting in published works, the space after a sentence needed to be a little longer than the space after a word, so we hit the spacebar twice. Even in the early days of shitty 80's word processors like MacWrite and WordPerfect the space bar was just a certain space (because everyone was hitting two spaces at the end of sentences).

And people like me wrote for years--decades in many cases--using the two space system. But of course, a computer is exactly the sort of newfangled device that can handle automatically making the space a little bigger after a bit of sentence-ending punctuation. So one space is what most published venues demand. It is only a few hold outs who think that the single space looks a little too close that love the two spaces. Most people complain about the "rivers" of empty space running through the page they have to look at with two-spacers.

Those who try and fail like me are to be pitied (and possibly given pity sex). We are a dying breed and the unapologetic one-spacers are not the norm. We try. Give us some orthopedic shoes and a second chance, okay?

Dave asks:

Should I use a hyphen between "weight loss"? I've seen it both ways.

My reply:

If you want to be persnickety you should use a hyphen if "weight loss" is an adjective, but not if it's a noun.

My objective in exercising is weight loss.
Weight loss is a noble goal as long as health isn't sacrificed.

Would you like a weight-loss shake?
My weight-loss plan is to exercise ten hours a day.

I'm pretty sure this is one of those rules that was invented just to fuck with people who try to learn English. Two word adjectives (called compound adjectives) are supposed to have a hyphen. If you have any trouble with that, just leave it out. English is trending towards less and less non-essential punctuation as a general rule. It is only within the most formal writing (or the pedanticest of pedants) that you will see an absolute call for it.

Anonymous asks:

Why does my English professor keep marking me wrong for using "since" instead of "because"? Aren't they basically the same thing?

My reply: 

Technically, they are not. But your prof is also being a crusty old fossil to actually mark you off for it.

I'm going to go out on a limb here and guess that they are about sixty years old or more. Most people younger than that would be using since and because pretty interchangeably, even in written English. But some of the old guard--especially with highly formal educations--still draw the distinction in the same way I had older English teachers when I was in school (many eons ago...when there were still typewriters) who would make a big deal over the difference between "like" and "as." The young teachers didn't care, but the older ones would mark us wrong.

We made dinosaur jokes about them at the bike racks.

Once upon a time "since" pretty much only had to do with time and as a preposition or an adverb that is still the case, but now when it is used as a subordinating conjunction, it also can also be a synonym of "because."  Strict grammarians do not like this recent shift. (And by "recent" I mean technically within the living memory of some humans.) They don't like their peas mixed with their porridge, and prefer to be restrictive about the meaning of "since" to keep it strictly about time.

My advice is to do what your teacher tells you until you're out of the class and then just make sure your meaning is clear when you use it from now on. English teachers can be a foul lot to argue with about grammar when their blood is up and they're sure they're right.

Trust me--I am one.

Munira asks:

Why do I sometimes see published English writing with an independent clause followed by a dependent clause separated by a comma?  I thought you only used the comma if the dependent clause comes first, but English is my third language.

My reply:

Isn't English just the most ridiculous train wreck of weird rules and exceptions you ever saw?

Munira is talking about the rule for subordinating clauses.  Normally you only use a comma when the subordinate (or dependent) clause comes first (After we ate the cheese, we felt sick.), but not if the main (or independent) clause comes first (We felt sick after we ate the cheese.)

HOWEVER.....

Certain style guides call for, and certain writers stylistically use a comma when the dependent clause is second if it shows contrast with the main clause.

Like this: Chris used a comma before the contrasting clause, even though the main clause was first. 
Or this: Chris ate too much cheese, although he knew it would make him sick.
Or this: You will eventually be bitten and become a zombie, unless you use this body armor while you're fighting.

Not everyone uses this rule, and not every guide calls for it, so be careful. Writers often use it only when they want to emphasize the contrast.  When I teach this rule to my ESL classes, I don't mention this exception because it's generally accepted as correct by more people if the comma is just not there--even in cases of an exception.

Also, like most grammar rules that could go either way in English, some people learned it pretty strictly one way or the other, so they may give you some grief if you use it the way they think is wrong.

Thursday, January 9, 2014

Best CONTEMPORARY Science Fiction Author

Our January poll is live.  

Please take a moment (on the left hand side of the screen, down at the bottom of the side menus) to vote on which of our nominated authors should be best contemporary science fiction author.

Though I have no way to "check,"try to keep in mind that the cut off line between contemporary and classic is 1970 (chosen fairly arbitrarily), so for the authors who wrote across that divide, please consider only their works on the post 1970's side.

If, for example you thought that without Left Hand of Darkness, Ursula LeGuin's career was unremarkable, then you wouldn't vote for her since that was written in the late sixties. Also, you need to read The Dispossessed and The Lathe of Heaven for goodness sake!

Like our last poll, everyone gets FIVE (5) votes.  However, there is no way to rank your responses, so using all five votes will "dilute" the effect of each of them.  If you have one or two favorites, you should only vote once or twice.


Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Thanking 2013 Patrons

You really are all sexy beasts, you know!
Photo by Bradley Gordon
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH, 2012's PATRONS!!!!

This is a list of everyone who has given of their hard earned money to help Writing About Writing grow and develop* (and it's cute and cuddly writer buy himself lunch once in a while) in 2012.



Keen Peeps  (Up to $10Donation)
Jessica
Oakelle

Katina
Jennifer
Nivair
Karen
Jenni
Evan
S. Ma
Wendy
Lioness
Judy
Jeannette
Victor
Christa
Moondust
Deaun
Claire
Beth
Heidi

Swell Peeps ($10.01-$25 Donation)
Rachel
Carol
Heidi
Mike O
Janet

Cool Peeps ($25.01-$50 Donation)
Eric
Anonymous
Tracesea
Cindy
Laura
Janus
Jennifer

Hunky Dory Peeps ($50.01-$75)
Alisha
Kelly

Fantabulous Peeps ($75.01-$100)
Amy

"Hella" Keen Peeps ($100.01-$150)
Gillian


*AND I HAVE GOOD NEWS ABOUT THAT: for the first time since I started writing, I have been able to cut back on some of my "real job" hours because of your generous support. That's more time I can give to higher quality articles, fiction, and some badly needed editorial efforts. It's only one class of teaching less, but it adds about seven to eight hours of writing to my schedule each week.  And that should make a difference.  (In practical terms, because I can take Monday nights off, I should be able to start back up the "guest blog" posts--even with The Contrarian doing his best to derail all the plans.)  It's all because of each of you.

I also have something of a confession to make.  After I wrote "Changing the Creepy Guy Narrative," my e-mail (and Facebook and G+ and cell phone) pretty much exploded. That was the time when the majority small donations came in, going from a trickle to a pretty generous flood. I did my very best to dig back through all those Paypal emails and give credit to everyone who sent me a donation, but I may have missed a few.  If you gave some money, and I have forgotten you, first of all please accept my abject apologies, please just send me an email (chris.brecheen@gmail.com) and let me know which list your name belongs on.


It's not as much as it maybe looks like all in one place.  Most of the donations are at the smaller end of a given category, and this was spread out over a year for nearly six hours a day of work.  I assure you all that even when we add in the revenue from the ads, I'm still making less than about 10% of minimum wage, so before you imagine that I'm lighting cigars with $500 dollar bills, put it into context. However, it is still amazing to get paid for doing something you love, and if I could pick every one of you up and yell "Don't give up! It'll work eventually if you just keep going!" I would do so.


Due to the larger number of small donations, I have had to adjust my tiers of donation responses just a little bit.  It's not that I get very many donations, but I just refuse to do some canned response to everyone. There is only one of me and so many wonderful people, and I figure the most appreciative thing I can do with a small donation is to keep doing what I'm doing that earned that donation in the first place.  If I were to try to get back to everyone, I would end up writing two to three days fewer each month.  It also never takes money to get my attention. If you have a question or just want to know what's going on, drop me an e-mail.


I would also like to induct Kelly (who you can find above in the Hunky Dory Peeps) into the league of patron muses. She figured out how to make Paypal do a regular monthly subscription (I don't even know how to do that!), and has set it up to send us a very non-trivial amount each month.  She has played no small part in both my ability to cut down a shift and give it to writing as well as hitting the remote milestone that basically ensures that I'm going to keep trying to make a go of this "writing thing." She is awesome, with a side of awesome, drenched in awesome sauce, with a glass of liquid awesome, and creme brulawesome for dessert.


Monday, January 6, 2014

Only Time for a Quicky in the Shower*

This post is mostly for the folks who have me on various feeds, the social media where I post everything, and/or who follow Writing About Writing closely enough to know if a Monday update is missing.

I love you all so much, and I love that you're paying attention, but an e-mail I recently got read like this: "Chris, it's Monday. That's personal update day. Why did you do the 'Things not to do to writers' post and the week before it was about how you wanted money. When are we actually going to get a personal update???"

These are the things that make me triple check the locks at night.

Anyway, I'm still trying to wrap up some of the end-of-the-year stuff.  While I do jazz hands on social media and run through "the best of" for the past two years, I am catching up with the year end junk and preparing to get a robust schedule of writing worked up for the Spring semester. Everything is kind of in transition right now.


  • I need to write thank you letters to donors for December, and the post thanking 2013's patrons needs to be compiled from an absolute mess of e-mail I was getting after "Creepy Guy" in July. It's going to take me a while, and I'll probably miss some donors, but it's one of those things that looms larger and more stress-inducing because I really don't want to do it.
  • The Contrarian is taking up lots of time and energy--especially considering his psychic power is contradiction. ("I think he's finally falling asleep." "I AM NOT!!")  Even though I'm just Uncle Chris, it's still pretty crazy.  Plus the Hall of Rectitude should be called the hall of Wrecktitude right now.  Baby shit (that's figurative, not literal....at least, so far) is all over the main foyer, and even Blaster-Master is getting tired of stepping on squeaky things and bottle nipples.
  • Uberdude went back on patrol today. The city's crime was just getting too out of control and he couldn't stay home any longer.  So now it's just me and The Brain taking care of The Contrarian.
  • Also I start teaching again on Thursday--or at least I start the flex meeting we have every semester before classes.
  • Still getting the hang of writing for two other blogs (Grounded Parents and Ace of Geeks) while keeping this one full of content.
  • I really want 2014 to be the year I start shifting more towards fiction, and working that into an already impacted schedule of househusbandry and blogging is proving to be a challenge. Blogging is awesome but the soul burns to get some of these stories in my head into books. I don't want to blog less, but I may have to break long articles into parts, do more short entries, and space out the time-intensive articles so that I have time for everything.
  • Don't even talk to me about stuff like having a social life or watching a movie once in a while.
So I'm going to give folks following me close a quick update, keep going with the "best of" over on social media, and use the extra time to work on everything else. W.A.W. should be back on a weekly schedule within a few days, and hopefully one we can hold steady with this semester.



For those of you who are here only to discover what it was this morning I posted on W.A.W.'s Facebook Page, but then took down due to it's scandalous nature it is this page about doing it...motherfucker.

*I'm not really writing this in the shower.  I tried that once, thinking I was very clever for multitasking, and I ended up needing a new laptop.