Science fiction or fantasy?

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It’s time to put on my librarian hat for a few minutes and clear the air about science fiction and fantasy.

Because the sad truth is, many people don’t seem to know the difference between the two. They use the terms interchangeably, as if they are the same.

But they’re not. They’re about as alike as strawberries and pineapples.

Fantasies are flights of the imagination, often full of dragons and magic. The worlds in which fantasies exist are always just beyond our view. We feel that if we could move a little faster, dig a little deeper, or find the right door to open, we could enter that world and have access to all of its wonders.

Many fantasies are based on legends or fairy tales, or even scary stories told around the campfire.

The television show Grimm is fantasy. The Harry Potter books are fantasy. Lord of the Rings series is fantasy. Vampire and werewolf shows are fantasy.

Science fiction, on the other hand, lives not around the corner, but in the future. It takes current scientific thought and projects potential outcomes.

In other words, if we can invent our way there, it’s science fiction.

Post-apocolyptic stories are science fiction. As are space travel stories and stories set in the future.

Star Trek is science fiction. Planet of the Apes is science fiction. The Matrix is science fiction. Any story that deals with robots, computers, or viruses taking over the world are science fiction.

Just to make sure we’re on the same page, the Behold the Eye (Braumaru, Cerulea, and Viridia) books are fantasy, while the Department of Temporal Adjustment is science fiction.

Great! Now that that’s all cleared up I’ll take my librarian hat off again.

See you around.

 

Poor little fellas!

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I really detest bullies, no matter what cause they try to hide behind.

One particular group of bullies have come to my attention lately. I know they’re bullies because bullies are all about squashing others so they can feel bigger.

These men want to squash women.

Oh, they say they are for men’s rights, but we all know that’s just a cover.

What they’re really about is keeping their misogynistic little world from being torn apart by women who have the nerve to claim they should be paid the same money for doing the same work. Who believe women and men are equally valuable to society.

These bullies…I mean men’s rights activists…have come to my attention lately because they’re disturbed, nay, downright angry, about the remade Mad Max movie.

http://www.cnn.com/2015/05/15/entertainment/mad-max-fury-road-boycott-mens-rights-thr-feat/

They cannot believe the movie industry has been so shortsighted as to allow women, mere women, to play some of the major roles in the movie. Action roles, which should only be played by men.

It’s feminist propaganda, they claim. A plot, intended to degrade men.

It’s too bad their misogynistic little minds have shrunk to the point where they can’t grasp the fact that feminism has been misrepresented for years. It’s not about world domination, it’s about equality.

Poor little fellas!

 

Mind math

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I don’t understand how it works, but on days I’m having trouble writing if I give myself a goal of a measly 100 words I somehow end up with at least 500.

But if I go for 500, I’ll often give up at 50.

The brain is a strange thing. It’s sometimes lazy and needs to be tricked into doing work.

Mine likes to be tricked by math, especially the kind that’s so convoluted that it doesn’t exist in the normal world.

Ever heard of equations that prove 100=500 while 500=50?
Yeah. Me neither.

Twists and turns, meant to confuse.

Mind math.

Works for me!

 

Excerpt – continued

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A scene from Time Without.

There was a slight change in air pressure, followed a gentle click as the door latched.
“Funny guys, real funny,” a woman’s voice said. “Who’s the
jokester who locked the door?”
At the sound of the voice my tense body twitched. That voice.
Why did that voice sound so familiar to me?
The mass of arms and legs below me began to squirm and shift. A small arm shot out of the pile. I shoved it back in.
“Ouch, Zoe! Watch your elbow,” I heard Becca say. “That was
my face!”
“Be quiet,” I whispered as quietly as I could.
“It wasn’t me,” Zoe whispered back to Becca. Either she hadn’t heard my plea for silence or she was ignoring it. “I’m by Maddie. That was Audrey’s elbow.”
“Shhhhh,” I hissed, this time a bit louder.
“Be quiet!” Maddie whispered in a super-loud hiss. “Mommy
said to be quiet.”
“Why?” Audrey asked from just below my ear.  
“Girls,” I tried again, “hush.”
In the silence that followed I strained my ears to hear. If I
could figure out—
“The monster’s coming,” Zoe whispered.
Any more and I’d be telling. This is all you get. Until the book comes out, that is.

Writing vs House Inspecting

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I think I’ve chosen the wrong profession.

As writer I spend hours, days, sometimes even years working on projects that might not make a single penny. All the work is done upfront, but payment is never a sure thing.

There are no guarantees. I get paid only when someone buys a book. Period.

Compare that to house inspectors. Yesterday I hired one to inspect a house my husband and I wanted to make an offer on. He showed up and began the inspection, but almost immediately realized that the house was a money pit. Everything was falling apart, and the cost of the repairs would break our budget.

I was given the choice to stop the inspection and told that since he had other billable work he could move on to, he wouldn’t charge me for the time he hadn’t spent of the job.

Sounded good to me. He wouldn’t lose out since he could pick up a job he had thought he didn’t have time for, and I could refrain from paying for work I now didn’t need.

Later that evening I got the bill. $391.40. I asked if it was a mistake, but was assured that the figure was correct. The bill was almost $400, for less than 30 minutes of work.

Which is why I just might consider changing careers.
I could handle crawling around in creepy crawlspaces, couldn’t I?

An excerpt

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Believe it or not, the book is NOT about a monster. Not that you could tell by what I wrote today. Here’s a small excerpt.

 I gulped as I
remembered the rusted hinges and the hidden lock on the door. Someone had wanted
that door to remain closed, probably to keep out the monster standing in the
doorway.
I had unlocked that door. Whatever happened next, it was my
fault.
A quick scan of the room showed me that there was not a calm
face in sight. Everyone in the room shared Dr. Wilson’s dread of the unknown
creature.
The monster took a step forward, which unnerved me, but not
as much as the whoosh of air that suddenly blew past my arm.
Even before I turned and saw the flash of white disappear
around the corner, I knew what had happened.
We had been abandoned, ditched, left to fend for ourselves.
Every man in the room, including Dr. Wilson, had turned tail and run.
My daughters and I were alone in the room. Alone, that was, except
for the monster.   
I watched in horror as the creature took another step into
the room and reached out a claw to grab the doorknob.       

At this point, I panicked. The only way out would take us
directly in front of that door. So I did the only thing I could think of. I
shoved my children down to the floor and tossed myself on top of them. If we
were lucky, the monster wouldn’t notice us. But if it did, at least it would
have to go through me before it got to my kids.

A little rough, I know. But that’s how first drafts should be. I’ll clean it up and make it all pretty in the rewrites.

 

Hot mess = Seattle’s housing market

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Don’t let those reality house hunting shows fool you. House hunting isn’t as simple as a broker showing you three houses, you choose your favorite, and BOOM, you’ve got a house.

Especially not in Seattle, where the housing market is a hot mess.

My husband and I should know, since we’ve been in the trenches for six months.

Six months of diligently searching house-for-sale sites. We found it’s necessary to search multiple sites, since no one site lists all the homes. We finally narrowed it to three favorites, Windermere, Redfin, and Zillow.

The problem is that by this time we’ve had six months of scanning beautiful houses pics, only to be disappointed with the in-person viewing.

Pictures might be worth a thousand words, but not all of those words are truthful.
Photoshop, you’ve got a lot of ‘splaining to do!

We don’t want to waste anyone’s time so we only put an offer in if it seems we can be competitive. Yet we’ve been outbid four times. Four times!

I’ve never seen that happen in those reality shows.

The last house we lost, just yesterday, was the worst.

The house went on the market late Tuesday night. I visited it Thursday morning, and liked it. My broker checked with the seller’s broker Thursday night and was told they would be reviewing offers on Sunday. We ordered an inspection for Friday morning. (Cost = $409)

I showed up in the middle of the inspection to find my broker upset. He had just gotten a call from the seller’s broker, telling him that the house was sold! His time was wasted, my time was wasted, and my husband and I are out $409. All because the sellers weren’t considerate enough to let us know they were going to change the game midfield.

Now our pocketbook is lighter.
But at least we have an inspection report for a house we’ll never set foot in again in our entire lives!

Update:
Now I am officially impressed. Our broker didn’t like the way things happened, so we’re getting our money back! He said it is the Windermere way.

Wow!

Well said, Penny!

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HERE ARE 10 THINGS YOU CAN DO TO HELP SUPPORT YOUR FAVORITE AUTHOR.
By Penny Sansevieri

1. Review the book
I’ve been doing an experiment with a book that I published anonymously. I included an email address for readers, to write and share their thoughts on the book. I was shocked at all of the emails I got. Most of them complimentary (whew) and many of them asking when I’d write another book (something every author wants to hear). I would write them, thank the, and ask if they had the time, would they consider reviewing it on Amazon? This has netted me over fifty reader reviews.
Authentic opinions about the book, written by a reader. Fantastic, yes? Readers are some of the best resources for reviews. If you are an author, ask for a review. You might even include a note at the end of the book to your readers inviting them to review it and telling them why. I’m surprised that many readers don’t write reviews, it’s not because they’re lazy but because they wonder if their opinion matters. Guess what? It does!
Like a book? Please review it. Even if you don’t like it review it, too. Most authors welcome feedback if it’s constructive. Always be positive.
2. Video reviews 
If you’re ready to take this a step further, why not offer a video review? Amazon lets you do this and I know, as an author, I would be thrilled if someone reviewed my book on video! If you do this, send the video clip via Dropbox or YouSendit and keep the clip to under a minute. Hold up the book and smile!
3. Photo sharing
This is another thing that I would love so much. A reader holding up my book, snapping a picture and posting it on social media! This is a fun, visual way to share your love for a book. Even better, snap a picture where you’re reading it. Taking a book on vacation? Why not show yourself enjoying the book (cover out!) laying in a hammock or sitting somewhere sipping espresso (Paris?). If you don’t have any travel planned, take a picture anyway. Authors love, love this so much!
4. Local bookstores
Though it may seem like every author who is published gets a shot at bookstore shelf space, the truth is, most don’t. If you’ve found a book you love and had to buy it on Amazon because your local store didn’t carry it, tell them. Bookstore managers have told me if they get multiple requests for a book they will consider stocking it.
5. Reading groups
This is often a tough one for authors to get into. Reading groups are a fantastic way to get the word out about your book but many are tough to reach and often pick their books months in advance. Unlike The Pulpwood Queens, which has a website and a strong online presence, most local book clubs don’t have that kind of exposure –  but their regional reach can be fantastic.
If you know of a local book club, let them know about this book and put them in touch with the author. It’s a quick thing to do and I speak from experience when I say that any author would be very, very grateful to have this kind of a connection.
6. Buy the book for a friend
This is pretty basic. If you love the book you just read, buy a copy for a friend. I do this almost every year for Christmas. If I love a book, I gift it. When you do, remind the person to review it.
7. Social Media
Sharing has become part of our lives. We share good and bad news, but when was the last time you shared what you are reading? Here’s where that great picture you just took of you reading a book can come in handy. Or even better, hop on over to Goodread,s or Library Thing and share your love for this author to the millions listening there.
8. Bookmarks
Most authors will get things printed, like bookmarks, postcards, etc. Bookmarks are especially fun because despite the eBook surge, many of us are still reading printed books. Email the author and see if he or she will send you a stack that you can share with your local library or bookstore. Leave them at the counter or pop them inside of similar books. Sort of like Amazon’s, “Other customers also bought…”
I know of a few times when this has happened, the authors are blown away and grateful. Ask for the bookmarks and the next time you’re at a bookstore drop them off. Easy, and the authors will really appreciate the local exposure.
9. Authors on tour
It’s not often that authors tour anymore but if you have someone coming to your area, why not offer to help them get the word out? Maybe drop off fliers, or if you are so inclined, call your local paper and let them know this author is coming to town and as a reader, you’d love for the paper to do a story on them.
Getting a heads up about an author coming to town from a reader can be ten times more effective than even a well-polished pitch. Why? Because the media is serving the local community and if a resident is sharing an idea, they’re bound to listen.
10. Libraries 
Authors can have a tough time getting their books into libraries, so why not buy an extra book and donate it? Then let the author know that you did this so they can let readers know where they can check out the book at a local library. I know most authors would love to have a reader do this. It’s impossible to reach everyone and most authors don’t have the budget to do a library pitch on top of everything else. Many will submit their books to publications that librarians read and hope for the best. Having a local connection is a fantastic way to get a book some local exposure.
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When I’ve offered these tips in a session, someone will pop up and say, “But big named authors don’t need this kind of help.” That’s possibly quite true, but if you’re only reading big names, you’re missing out on a whole crop of wonderful new writers. And, frankly, authors, no matter how big, will appreciate the help. The publishing world isn’t just shrinking for the little guy, it’s shrinking for every author.
As a reader, you have a unique opportunity to make a difference and help out an author who has poured their heart and soul into a book.
 
From Writers in the Storm . Reposted with permission.

Pepper, the psychic dog?

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My dog often acts in strange ways, like she knows something I don’t.

It never bothered me before. After all, dogs are known to have keener senses than humans.

But that was when I assumed that meant she could smell and hear better.

Now, I’m not so sure that’s all there is to it. Something more seems to be going on.

You see, my dog, Pepper, always comes into my office and takes a nap at my feet as I write.

But if she had done that this time, instead of uncharacteristically watching from the doorway, she would have been scalded by the hot coffee I spilled all over her favorite spot.

Which makes me wonder, is Pepper a psychic dog?

What exactly is going on behind all that fur?

A novel in progress

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An excerpt from the novel I’m currently writing. It’ll be a sequel to DTA (Department of Temporal Adjustment), but can be read as a stand-alone.

So on we trudged, the sound of our footsteps punctuated by gentle baby snores. My daughters shuffled along at my side, too afraid to make a sound and shoulders hunched in fear. They were true products of their culture—little mice, scared to do more than scramble for cover at the first sign of danger.

We passed a group of boys wrestling on the ground like a squirmy pile of puppies. To me it was obvious they were entertaining themselves as they waited for the school bus, but my daughters cringed and scurried away, intimidated by this public display of rambunctiousness.

Several blocks later we came across a second group of boys, also waiting for a bus. But instead of wrestling these boys had chosen to kick a soccer ball around. It got away from one of the boys and rolled over to Maddie, who kicked it back without thinking. The boys gave
her a wave and continued to practice passes.

I nearly laughed aloud when I noticed the expression on Maddie’s face. It was strange combination of fear and wonder, and I knew it was brought on by her realization that she had just interacted with boys, and interacted as an equal. My daughters had been raised in a world where men ruled and women obeyed. Equality was not something they had ever thought about.

But I thought about it. A lot. As soon as those crazy, extra memories swirled into my head I began to mourn what had been lost to the world. So much potential—the intelligence and creativity of more than half the population—discarded like so much trash.

What a waste!

It didn’t need to be this way. It was wrong, all wrong. The world was broken, and no one even knew it.