Thursday, July 24, 2008

Happy Birthday!

I just want to take this time right now and wish my sweet wife the happiest of birthdays. I wish I could just shower her with all the nice things, but I can only afford to drizzle them on her. :P

Nevertheless, every year we spend together is yet another wonderful chapter in the book of my life.

Amber means everything to me, so I'd do everything in my power to ensure that today is a wonderful day for her, especially. I try to make every day a wonderful day, but this, her birthday, means I have to make it an EVEN MORE SPECIAL day.

Amber, I love you, and I hope that you have had a very happy birthday.

All my love.

-Jacob

Crossposted in The Eventide Knave and The Gangster of L'Oeuf.

Monday, July 14, 2008

Feed Me

Disregarding the fact that today marks one score six years for me on this the planet Earth, I thought I'd share a little bit of my syndicated life with you.

In case you didn't realize, this recent issue of 2600 does in fact contain an article written by me. Of course, you all read my writings blog, so of course you know that (http://jacobswritings.blogspot.com/).

As far as reading goes, there's what I read in my reader. If you want to follow along with things I deem interesting, check it out (http://www.google.com/reader/public/atom/user/00394582249215392869/state/com.google/broadcast).

If you want to see what I'm READING, reading, there's always this: http://books.google.com/books?q=label:%22reading%22&uid=1391704558296914713&output=rss, and to see when I've finished reading something, there's this: http://spreadsheets.google.com/feeds/list/o16083507027721366979.163798611332227612/od5/public/basic.

There are other feeds, if you're interested in following along. Check out my website and click the autofeed discovery icon for the others. When I discover that I actually have more feeds, I'll add them there.

Also: Amber and I saw V for Vendetta last night at Shawn/Jen's. It should be required watching for any public official.

Because it's half-past late, and I'm not feeling so hot, It's time for me to go to bed. Jared, Amber told me you called. I'll e-mail you guys tomorrow.

Crossposted in The Eventide Knave and The Gangster of L'Oeuf.

Friday, July 4, 2008

More Zombies, and Maybe a Robot

Recently, I finished reading The Walking Dead: Miles Behind Us, the second volume of the Walking Dead series. I must say this: the story telling was still the same amazing storytelling that got me hooked on The Walking Dead. The disappointment, though, lies in the changing of the artist. No longer are the drawings clear, such that you can tell who a character is from "miles" away, but now they're blob-faced and hard to distinguish, even up close. It was disappointing, but not enough to prevent me from reading on. One other problem I had were the massive introductions of characters, and at times I had difficulty figuring out who was who. Nevertheless, I managed to figure out who was who, based on context. The story picks up where the previous issue left off, and introduces some more characters. Along the way, some folk die to the bite of zombie death, and some drama ensues. I really liked it, all in all. And if you like the ever popular zombie tale, I recommend this book to you. You'll probably like it too.

Also, Amber and I saw Wall-E last night. I lifted my ban on the evil Cinemark empire and paid enough for a special edition DVD, but I was not disappointed in the movie. In case you have lived under a rock for the past...year... Wall-E is a movie about a trash-compacting robot living all alone on an abandoned, over-littered Earth. He does his daily activities of compacting the trash into neat little cubes and stacking them into piles larger than most skyscrapers. One day, though, he meets a new robot, named Eve, who shows him just how lonely he's been this entire time. Wall-E, the robot, gets a feeling for what it's like to be alive, until Eve is rushed away in a spaceship. Wall-E latches on, and they're soon on an intergalactic cruise ship whose patrons are ... well... it's funny 'cause it's true. Here he takes place in a power struggle akin to 2001: A Space Odyssey, only Wall-E fights for the User! The entire movie had that funny because it's true motif to it, ranging from a Wall-Mart-like company ruling all of mankind, to the detriments of laziness, to an over-reliance on machines, and every other thing that you bad humans do these days. Disney Pixar, with their past few movies, have really caught my interest. I really liked The Incredibles, enjoyed Rattatouille, and also liked greatly Wall-E (Cars was all right. I'd rather watch fake cars waste fake gas than the alternative). Amber liked it as well, as basically, she'll like anything animated with the word Disney somewhere in the title.

What's next? I picked up the latest issue of FSF (thinking about switching to the Best Of omnibuses after the December 2008 issue). It looks like a bearded James Dean is shooting Al Pachino, but he just seems to find it the funniest thing ever. I wonder what treasures await!

Also, picked up the latest issue of 2600. There's an interesting article on extracting stored passwords using JavaScript from the address bar. Or maybe I'm a little biased.

Crossposted in The Eventide Knave and The Gangster of L'Oeuf.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Zombies and Foxes and Creatures Galore!

Recently, I finished reading World War Z by Max Brooks.

Let me tell you this: though this book is filed under Horror, it could just as easily go in the history book section and sound just as plausible.

Brooks has the knack to write a deadpan humor book (The Zombie Survival Guide), and a horror book in which the supernatural elements are less scary than the real.

Written like a series of interviews, this book captures many different voices, and each interview actually sounds like a different person, with some overlap of plot details, so you can put together a picture of what happened. The people are from all over the world, including an interview with someone who was aboard the ISS during the entire Zombie Wars.

Did I mention it's about zombies? Well, it is. It's sort of a sequel to Survival Guide, and requires a reading of it to fully understand Brooks' zombie mythos (it's not too different than the classic [Romero] zombie mythos). Z even makes a reference to the guide in an interview here and there.

If you like zombies, or want a chilling good read, check out this book, but be sure to read the guide first!

In other news, Firefox 3 got released today. It's AWESOME (and has the AWESOME BAR). Download and enjoy. That is an order. You will save precious milliseconds with its improved speed.

http://getfirefox.com

Additionally, Spore Creature Creator came out today. Download and enjoy. That too is an order. You don't have to buy the full version, but you may.

It runs on my ancient computer with it's glorious gig of ram and dual core processor and 1024x768 resolution.

http://www.spore.com

You will thank me! That is a prophecy.

That is all.

Crossposted in The Eventide Knave and The Gangster of L'Oeuf.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Fantasy and Science Fiction, July 2008

This issue won't hit newsstands for about two more weeks, but here's my advanced review of it.

"The Roberts" (Michael Blumlein)

Sort of like "The Gift of the Magi" meets Multiplicity. Robert is an architect who only excels when he has a muse. However, when he's inspired, he spends all his time at work while neglecting his significant other. Finally, for want of the passion to create, he has a parthenogeneticist (makers of fine, vat-grown humans) make him the perfect girlfriend. And she understands his busy schedule, but he feels bad once he realizes that he's neglecting her. So, he gets her the best birthday present he can think of: another him. Though, she gets him a present too, so he won't feel so bad about neglecting her: another him. Now there are three Roberts, and all the joy and drama associated with that. A strange not-too-distant-futuristic tale whose cover art really didn't match the story (though the cover are was pretty whiz-bang, to overuse such a term). 4/5

"Fullbrim's Finding" (Matthew Hughes)

Hughes' stories used to bore me. This was because I "didn't get" them. Though, after discovering that Penultimate Earth happened some time after Vance's Dying Earth, it all started to make sense. I'm glad that I learned this point, as otherwise, I probably wouldn't have enjoyed this story as much. In "Fullbrim's Finding," we follow Hapthorn (a sort of Sherlock Holmes meets Sam Spade, only in the distant future) in his efforts to find a wayward husband. It takes him to a small, lesser known world, where he comes to an inn full of ascetic living. Not to give away the zinger of this story, but I was reminded of So Long, and Thanks For All the Fish by this story. Hughes gradually becomes my favorite F&SF regular contributor. 4/5

"Poison Victory" (Albert E. Cowdrey)

Cowdrey returns to the pages of F&SF, and this time with a story not set in Louisiana. "Poison Victory" is instead an alternate history set in Germany. The alternate bit is that Hitler won the war, and lived until 1949, where he later succumbed to some disease and died. The main character, married to a woman deemed below him, racially speaking, must deal with his existence as a Nazi war hero, and a sympathizer for human rights. A neighboring German on high standing is murdered, and his serfs (and wife) are suspected, and interrogated. He must decide where his loyalties lie, and find a good use for the bounty of poison gas he has access to. Not really sci-fi or fantasy, I thought. I'm not sure why alternate history is liked by the same fans of other specfic (unless it's featuring Oswald Bastable and company), but it is, which is why it didn't surprise me terribly to find it in the pages of this magazine. It was an interesting story, but not my cuppa. 3/5.

"Reader's Guide" (Lisa Goldstein)

There's something to be said of metafiction. I felt like I was reading the diary of someone in a Borges story. There's a library that contains every possible story ever written, and there are a team of people who maintain it. When an author writes a story, they check out a book and make it their own. These books change with the author, and are eventually reshelved by the loyal shelvers. Our hero, a shelver, is tired of hack writers writing hack stories with sappy love storys, heavy-handed simulacrum, and way too much metaphor and similie, so he starts writing Reader's Guides in the front of the books, akin to the reader's guides one would find in book club editions of books. The story is told through one such reader's guide. Wonderful telling. 4/5

"Enfant Terrible" (Scott Dalrymple)

You know those smart kids, those child prodigies? What if their intellect had a draining effect on the intellect of the grownups around them? What if that was due to a parasite, and the only way to keep mankind safe was to remove these children from their surroundings? Written in second person, "Enfant Terrible" (should that be in italics too?) reads like a linear choose-your-own-adventure story (as that genre seems to have the claim on second-person), as well as an interesting use of pronouns. 4/5

"The Dinosaur Train" (James L. Cambias)

Imagine Jurassic Park, only it's run by Barnum & Bailey. That's what the "Dinosaur Train" is all about. Though the circus has fallen on hard times, and now their star dinosaur has become ill. A grandson must decide: save the dinosaur and risk his grandfather's (the owner of the circus) wrath, or let the dino die, and watch his family's business flush down the crapper. He decided to do what's best, and learns a valuable lesson or two in the process. Realistically written alternate history with an element of sci-fi (dinosaurs, duh). 4/5

Plumage From the Pegasus: "Galley Knaves" (Paul Di Filippo)

Di Filippo's Plumage articles are hit or miss for me. This one, though an interesting concept, missed me. A reviewer is given a book to review, only it's delivered in a mock-up corpse. This encourages other publishers to deliver their copies in other equally creative ways, which causes grief for the reviewer, who must dispose of all the packaging material, as well as sift through unimaginative prose. He finds a way to get back at them, though. 3/5

Best in Show: "Reader's Guide"

What can I say? I love books.

Crossposted in The Eventide Knave and The Gangster of L'Oeuf.

Friday, May 16, 2008

Fantasy and Science Fiction, June 2008

"The Art of Alchemy" (Ted Kosmatka)

A metallurgist forms a relationship with a woman who has suspicious ties to powerful people with scientific marvels w.r.t metallurgy. After getting a carbon nanofiber sample, things get deep, and their lives are in danger. It was readable, and enjoyable speculative fiction, even for not having any alien/magic whiz-bang. It felt more like a short technothriller, like something you'd see in future seasons of 24: Mellurgy. Though on the other hand, it really didn't spark my imagination. 3/5

"The Salting and Canning of Benevolence D." (Al Michaud)

Michaud writes delightful, animated, amusing stories about the residents of a fishery village in Maine. I'm almost certain that if these stories were adapted for the screen, silver or otherwise, they would be animated in one way or another (I find myself picturing the characters in a Burton stop-motion). In this story, we return to Clem Crowder, ayuh. While visiting the dentist (or their town's closest equivalent, a clam digger/tooth carpenter), Clem is visited by an apparition: The Silent Worman. She's silent because she has no head, since she lost it in the colonial days to an Indian raid (where Indian here is a member of one of the indiginenous people of North America, particularly, in the Maine area). In his efforts to rid himself of the haunting, he finds himself in such imaginative locales, like Banebridge college (a sort of low-brow Miskatonic), Grey Fog lighthouse (with its multitude of lookalike subservients), and even an Indian burial ground (complete with Indian ghosts). Though this story was painfully predictable, Michaud made the long journey an entertaining one, and didn't once say, "Don't make me turn this car around!" 4/5

"Litany" (Rand B. Lee)

A stranger comes to town. Lee leaves us in doubt whether or not Rafael Anderssen is really who he claims to be, or if there's more too this grey-eyed, tall man who claims to be Anderssen. There is more to Anderssen. He has powers, and he knows Words. That's Words with a capital W. He's looking for people and things in a small New Mexico town, La Llorona, also beginning with capital letters. You sort of get an idea of who he is, more and more, with each page. With a name like Rafael, or a last name that means "son of man", and references to the One, you kinda get the idea that he's some sort of celestial being. And he's just trying to find his way home. His journey is beset, however, with adversaries. The mysterious Seven have sent the Enemy to try to thwart the grey-eyed man's attempts at finding the Door. Maybe this story tried to do too much, or maybe it didn't do enough. I think this story could have made a decent novel, though it would have lost its whiz-bang surprise near the end if they told more backstory. Nevertheless, it's one of the few cover stories that didn't become my favorite. 3/5

"Fergus" (Mary Patterson Thornburg)

Two teachers spend time visiting one another in their respective towns. Each time, they bring their current pet. Upon Jill's bringing a cat named Fergus, we learn a piece of the life of Eileen, and particularly, her son Fergus. She tells a story she has told nobody: about her husband, and about Fergus. She and her husband were once travelling musicians, married young, and playing shows. Then she gave birth to Fergus, and he soon became part of their show, being a cute baby until he started learning how to play the fiddle. Though, one day, while in a hotel, Fergus ran into an open elevator, and was never seen by his parents again. This caused Eileen and her husband to fall apart and separate. Eileen pursued further education and soon became a math teacher while her husban Colum turned to drink and died in an automobile accident. She claimed to have seen Fergus two other times, once in a shopping mall, and once playing by the street. Both times, though several years past the point of losing him, he was the same age as when she last saw him. At least one of the other Ferguses was abandoned as a baby in the same hotel where the original Fergus was lost, and subsequently adopted. No hint is given as to the history of the other Fergus. After the story, Eileen takes ill and soon passes. At her funeral, Jill meets a mysterious old man. Well told yet confusing, and meriting further analysis (see below). Excellent blend of Jill's narration and Eileen's narration. 4/5

Analysis of "Fergus":

In the end (hint: spoiler), Jill meets a very old man who claims to be the twin brother of Fergus. Now, this is strange, and a bit confusing.

Fergus, may be in actuality a metaphor for Oisin of the Fenian cycle. The elevator takes him to Tir na Nog, and though little time seems to pass for him, more time passes on the outside, thus his apparent lack of agining. In the Fenian cycle, once Oisin touches the ground, his age catches up to him. The same thing happens here to Fergus, only not when he touches the ground. He touches something else, perhaps metaphysical, like "the death of his mother touches his heart" and his years catch up to him, with a vengeance, as suddenly, he's older than Eileen, but claiming to be a twin brother, Declan.

Though maybe he's not Oisin, but Lugh, and his father Cian and his mother Ethniu (the first letters of the names of his parents work this way). Lugh is an entity having three faces, hence the three appearances of Fergus. Further, Lugh's avatar is that of a young man (or in this case, a little boy). Though Lugh had two brothers, they were both drowned or turned into seals, which doesn't really help explain Declan.

Maybe, Declan is Fergus' twin brother, yet Declan has progeria, and Fergus has the opposite of progeria (any takers on what this is called?). Or, if you want to fantasy it up a bit, Declan ages for the both of them, leaving Fergus young while Declan appears to be older than his mother.

Maybe Fergus can keep renewing himself, making himself young and adoptable again, and there are actually four instances of Fergus (the cat being the last) who are all the same Fergus, each time newly renewed.

Maybe Fergus looked like Fergus because of a trait of Colum's family. Colum looked like his father, and from that we could assume that within Colum's lineage, sons tended to favor their father's appearances, and thus all looked the same. This similarity, combined with the Irish "clan" could lead one to refer to a kinsman of exact likeness as a "twin brother" meaning "kinsman of exact likeness," and not "womb-mate." Thus, Declan (is the pun of de-clan intentional?) is a kin of Fergus, and assumes Jill knows who Fergus would be since she's the best friend of Eileen.

Eileen may be confused, mistaking Fergus for Colum, and vice versa. In the end, Declan claims to be the twin brother of Fergus, and he's ten years older than Jill. Since Eileen didn't pursue education until after losing Fergus and Colum, she may very well be at least ten years older than Jill (yet younger than Declan), and it's very plausible that she was getting the two names confused, or even Jill got the two names confused when narrating the story. Maybe even Jill was romanticising it up a bit and got caught up in her own lies in the end. We don't know what Jill teaches. She may teach math, but she may very well be a literary teacher, and realize that having a cat named after a child who has mysteriously vanished is more enthralling than having a cat named after an alcoholic estranged husband. Maybe then, the slip at the end was intentional, as meeting the twin brother of an alcoholic estranged husband is less interesting than meeting the twin brother of a boy lost as a child, and-oh-by-the-way-he's-older-than-his-mom. Maybe Jill wants to get caught. We can only trust a narrator so much, and this story has two.

Or maybe Eileen is crazy. She is, after all, close to death in the beginning of the story, and this might be giving her a tenuous grasp on reality.

Or even maybe, it's a little bit of all the above. Or none of the above. I could be way off.

"Character Flu" (Robert Reed)

This was a short piece. It was also the best. It really wasn't more a story as it was a thought-provoking piece of literature. A nanobot has spiraled out of control, and now makes its host hallucinate people who aren't really there. But, these hallucinations gotta have lives, so they get backstories, and such, and try to become the most important person they know (hey, just like real life). But, the brain, though an amazing device, only has so much processing power, and pretty soon, the host is not capable of doing much, other than hosting a world in his or her brain. So, there's a dilemma: Genocide or Extinction. You can destroy the characters in the mind, but they have become like their own people, so it's morally questionable. But if nothing's done, then the human race runs down, so that's morally questionable. You can't balance the needs of the many, as there are more characters than people, but you can't quite say "the needs of the real," because, what is real then? But it's not a story. It's a dilemma. 5/5

"Monkey See..." (P. E. Cunningham)

In some Asian feudal land (or, as they say on Market Pantry marinades: Asian-inspired), a warrior and her sentient soul sword find a village of monkeys. Only two humans reside within: a cook, and a maniacal "lord" whose strongest desire is to take the sword and go to war. Soto (forgive me if I get his name wrong, I don't have the issue with me right now), the lord, manages to turn our heroine into a monkey, taking her now too heavy sword. Needless to say, she's angered at this. In her monkey form, she follows Soto back to his mansion, and there meets a wise old monkey. The two can communicate telepathically, similarly to the way she talks to her sword. The wise old monkey tells her that he's really a wizard, and that Soto actually used to be a monkey. The wizard turned him into a man to have someone to talk to (since he couldn't talk to his servants), and the monkey soon learned the appropriate man-to-monkey transformation spell, and then turned everybody (except the cook) into a monkey. The wizard gives the monkey-to-man spell, in writing, to our heroine, but not before Soto thrashes about the mansion, trying to skewer them with his stolen sword. An interesting story, though at times, I thought, "Man, this would have been a great Elric story, only it would have been much shorter, plotwise, but probably longer descriptionwise." Of course, I'm bound to think that if it involves a sentient sword. It felt like it was part of a larger series, but to be honest, I've never seen the characters before (or at least don't remember them if I did). 4/5

Best in Show: "Character Flu"

Reed, whose other work escapes me (The Brady Bunch? no.. wrong one) does it (again?) with this piece. Maybe it appealed to me because it was short, or because it was interesting, or because it took technology to the next level. Maybe all the above. Nevertheless: wonderful, delightful, intriguing.

Crossposted in The Eventide Knave and The Gangster of L'Oeuf.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Three Reviews

I've done a bit of reading of late. Here are some key points. If I missed one you're interested in, let me know, and I'll try to remember it for next time.

The Zombie Survival Guide

This book is amazing. It's title says it all; it's a guide for surviving a zombie epidemic. Though you'll find it in your bookseller's humor section, this book, were zombies a real threat to humanity, would work just as well in the section of the bookstore reserved for survival guides.

Max Brooks, son of Mel Brooks, former writer for shows such as SNL, introduces us to a world parallel to our own, or maybe even our own, with an ever-present zombie plague. It features helpful hints to avoid, confront, or even withstand an onslaught of the living dead. It also features an abbreviated history of zombie sightings throughout history.

I cannot wait to read his follow-up piece, World War Z.


Mary Stewart's Merlin Trilogy

This tome, comprised of three complete novels, is a beast to read. The pages are many, and the print is small, but the prose is, well, good.

The story follows the life of Merlin, as told by himself. Born the bastard son of a Welsh princess, he must survive attempts on his life from his wicked uncle, who suspects a great king may be his father. Turns out, yeah.

Merlin of this book is the "real" Merlin, and those Arturian legends are just what happens when peasants try to explain concepts beyond their reckoning. The only supernatural quality to Stewart's Merlin is his gift of Sight, both a foresight and an ability to see things happening in other parts of the land. The rest is due to his skill in engineering, herbology, music, and such.

The first book leads him from Wales to the court of Ambrosious, his true father. The next puts him under the rule of his uncle, Uther Pendragon, and leaves him with the charge of a young baby named Arthur, who he must hide from those who wish to usurp Uther's throne. The third book chronicles Arthur's ascention to the throne, and the subsequent fall of Merlin. There's a fourth book, which I haven't read, but I suppose from that, you may infer that the fall of Merlin does not entail his death.

Stewart's work weaves a tale that is interesting, well written, and more or less believable. Oddly enough: some of her influence from the first book comes from an (admittedly) discredited source.

If you're up for a lengthy good read (It took me a day shy of six weeks, but there were days during which I didn't read, due to time constraints), I'd suggest Mary Stewart's Merlin Trilogy. It's not the most amazing thing you'll ever read, but you'll dig it if you dig Arthurian Legend, and maybe even if you don't.


The Walking Dead: Days Gone Bye

Rick Grimes is a police officer in a small Kentucky town. He and Shane, his partner, are in a shootout with a crazy man (who may be foreshadowing future events), and Rick is shot. Later, he wakes up in a surprisingly empty hospital.

What is it about zombie media and the main character waking up in a hospital? I suppose it's a device to gloss over the gradual spread of the zombie plague and introduce the main character to it after it's hit its stride. But I digress.

The hospital is not as empty as it seems, though. Opening the cafeteria door reveals a room full of zombies. Managing to escape the zombies, he meets Morgan and his son Duane (and his head meets the backside of Duane's shovel), who are squatting in his neighbor's house. Morgan fills him in on what's been going on, and that the radios said for everyone to get to Atlanta, the nearest big city. Rick bids them farewell, travelling to Atlanta, in hopes of finding his wife Lori and son Carl.

His cruiser runs out of gas, but he manages to find a horse to ride the rest of the way. At long last, he gets to Atlanta, which has now been overrun by Zombies. His poor horse meets the zombies first, and while they're busy with him Rick is saved by Glenn, a young man who knows the city well enough to traverse it regularly in order to get supplies for his outpost.

Back at the outpost, just outside of the city, Rick is reunited with Lori and Carl, as well as Shane. Shane watches Rick with a hint of jealousy as he embraces his family, and tensions slowly build after Rick suggests they move their encampment further away from the city. Shane thinks this is a bad idea, as if they're in the middle of nowhere, the government won't be able to find them once they get everything under control.

The rest of the volume deals with life in the outpost, trying to cope with losing their loved ones and their ways of life. It ends with the outpost losing three of its members.

The Walking Dead is more a social drama than it is a horror story, and it does this remarkably. Drawn and shaded in black and white, you see the bleak existence of the outpost. You see the zombies, and they're gross, but not as much as if they were in color. In here, they're just scary. They're sad. Whoever decided to make this black and white made a wonderful decision, as it does not cause the zombies to detract from the actual story.

Coming up next? My review of F&SF June 2008, and then (gasp) July 2008. Yes. I'm one of those bloggers.

Crossposted in The Eventide Knave and The Gangster of L'Oeuf.