Avatar: The Last Airbender: Book 1

This is something that I’ve wanted to see for a while, after seeing it show up in ‘s journal, and then seeing how deep Hunter is into it. So, I added it to my queue. I mean, c’mon, I dig cartoons, even pseudo-Anime like this, right?

*blink*

So, I finish with the first DVD, and all I can think is, “How cool would Transformers have been if they’d paid that much attention to the quality of the animation? The frame rate? The art? The physics? The way bodies work? Just watching the benders go through their various katas (is that the correct word?), and start understanding what kind of motions are related to which element, and wow, that really -does- make sense.

It’s difficult to let the next season make its progression through my queue. Four stars.

Plug!

One of the rubrics for determining if a society is civilized is its art. From , , and :

The Big Ask or: Edinburgh is Expensive.

As many of you may know, I’m taking a little show that I wrote to the Edinburgh Festival Fringe this August. We had great reviews in our first run at the Cincy Fringe, and now we’re on our way to performing in the largest arts festival in the world: We will perform in Edinburgh from August 2-25, taking only the 13th off in an attempt to preserve our sanity.

We will be one of nearly 3,000 shows competing for audiences and attention. It’s an incredible opportunity both for myself and the company; for two of our actors, this will be their first time out of the country. Period. They haven’t even been to Canada.

But it’s also incredibly expensive. Our actors are all providing their own transportation to the festival, but as a company, we (this is the editorial we, buy the way) are paying for our venue rental, housing, and all advertising costs. This would be pricey in the best of times, but with the weakness of the dollar, well…

These costs come to about $15,000.

We’re expecting to make maybe $3,000 in ticket sales.

But! The Know Theatre of Cincinnati, where I am resident designer for most of the year, has generously agreed to act as co-producer, offering us the umbrella of their 501(c)3 status to allow us to accept tax deductible donations.

We’ve already received an amazing $5,000 contribution from some wonderful supporters in Cincinnati. Now if we could just get 200 people to donate 25 bucks each, we would be pretty much set.

So now, I pose this question to you: Do you pay taxes? Would you like to pay less in taxes? If so, please consider heading over to the convenient web donation page for the Know to throw a couple of bucks in the hat via credit card or bank transfer. If you do, be sure to write “Hunger Warrior Theatre – Anna the Slut” in the comment box so that the Know can tell it’s meant for us.

Not only will you be helping a group of wide eyed young actors realize a late summer’s dream, you’ll be giving my career a big boost.

And you will also be ensuring that I don’t have to eat Ramen for the rest of the year.

I understand the uncertainty and tightness of these economic times, so I certainly don’t want to imply any sort of obligation. Any and all help, whether one dollar, twenty dollars, or simply emotional and moral support, is appreciated.

Thanks. We now return to our irregularly scheduled LJ.

Website update

I’ve updated the writery website with the new issue count for Steven. Over 90%!

I can’t believe that I’m so close to getting this fiction written. And, as promised, I have posted the first segment of the fiction behind Book 2. This story arc begins with Steven waking from the fogs after his most recent death. The next installment, Blood Rite, will bring back Blaize and the woman that barely escaped the fire in Steven’s loft. As always, parental guidance is suggested, adult themes, etc., park bench. Input is appreciated and requested.

Myst Online Comeback?

What’s that? Cyan Worlds has retreived rights to Myst Online/URU Live from Game Tap? Oh yes.

http://www.spokesmanreview.com/blogs/txt/archive/?postID=6114
http://www.massively.com/2008/07/01/cyan-aquires-myst-online-opens-game-development-to-fans/

Thanks to and for the links. :)

They’ll be throwing open the doors for user-generated content, as well. I’m wondering what tools will be available for it… and then I realize that I don’t have the art skillz needed. It’s Myst, after all. It’s got to be shiny.

In any case, I can’t wait.

Weekly Word Count

I’ve finished the purple notebook, and started on the one that I got for Father’s Day. I’ve sullied its beauty with ink, and it still looks magnificent.

Another issue worth of Steven is done.

The fiction behind Book 2 of Steven will be hitting the writery web page soon. Look out for that, if you dig Steven. Book 2 is where it -really- starts to get twisted.

Looks like there might just be copies of The Remembrance at ConClave this year. I’m going to see what I can do to slip in some badge ribbons and send some Goblin War bookmarks, too. More details will be forthcoming as October approaches.

Pushing through the self-doubt. Pushing through the inaction. Pushing through. :)

Words of Wisdom

From Neil Gaiman’s blog:

“I’m reading Samuel R. Delany’s _About Writing_ right now….  _About
Writing_ is a wonderful book that should be read by anyone who wants
to be, or is already, a writer. It contains seven essays, four letters
and five interviews.

“I was just struck by this paragraph from one of the letters — to
someone who wishes he or she was a writer, but probably isn’t. And I
thought, I should put it up here for all the people who write to me
convinced that they would be happy if only they were writers.

    Writers are people who write. By and large, they are not happy
people. They’re not good at relationships. Often they’re drunks. And
writing — good writing — does not get easier and easier with
practice. It gets harder and harder — so eventually the writer must
stall out into silence.The silence that waits for every writer and
that, inevitably, if only with death (if we’re lucky the two may
happen at the same time: but they are still two, and their coincidence
is rare), the writer must fall into is angst-ridden and terrifying –
and often drives us mad. (In a letter to Allen Tate, the poet Hart
Crane once described writing as “dancing on dynamite.”) So if you’re
not a writer, consider yourself fortunate.

“(Hey, I thought when I read that, at least I’m not a drunk.)”