Projects and Rats

It’s been a while since I moved into my new home, and I’m very happy with it. In fact, owning my own place has woken up the nesting instinct in me so much that I’ve even started to give serious thought to trying to find a date. I haven’t done anything on that front yet (patience), but today I adopted two new additions to my little family. Their names are Lightning and Ink, and they’re the first female rats I’ve owned in several years. Like all young rats they’re little bundles of energy right now, and already excited by the sight of my males, Puzzle and Bold. If I can get Puzzle and Bold neutered they’ll be able to share the biggest rat cage. I hope so; there’s nothing more adorable than the sight of a big bundle of rats all cuddled up together.

Ink Lightning(I know publishing pictures of my pets here is horribly self-indulgent, but just try to forgive me, okay? At least I’m not inflicting baby pictures on you. Which may change when my sister eventually reproduces – you have been warned).

Meanwhile, at work, a project I had been working on since last year finally came to fruition. As the archivist at Radford College, I suggested we bury a time capsule to celebrate the school’s 30th anniversary. One eventually became three, and they were all interred together last Thursday. I was asked to make a speech to mark the occasion and, having been secretly hoping for some sort of official thanks, was gobsmacked to see, well… this.

That's me in bronze, and I'm not even dead yet.

That’s me in bronze, and I’m not even dead yet.

 

Yup, my name is on a bronze plaque. When I found out who was responsible for that idea, I gave ’em a big hug.

 

And finally, I imagine regular visitors have probably been coming back here in the hopes of seeing some news relating to my actual writing career. Sadly that’s been in short supply lately, for the simple reason that not much has been happening recently. However, I can now reveal that I’ve spent the last several weeks hard at work on a new project. It’s not a griffin book (the final installment has been put on hold for the time being), and it’s not anything else that’s ever been mentioned here. In fact I’m keeping it under wraps to the point that even people who know me personally have been told almost nothing about it. I have also laid down a very strict ground rule for myself: until this project is finished, I am not allowed to work on anything else. Once it is finished I shall post up some more specific details about it here, and then immediately embark on another project I’ve been meaning to get started on for some time. With the market and circumstances being what they are, I have decided that the best thing for me is to have as many completed books on hand as possible. Considering how fast I write, I don’t really have any excuse.

In any case, right now the secret project is just past the 100-page mark and should be finished in a few weeks. Stay tuned!

~KJT, feeling worn out in a good way

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Moving Day

We all know that September the 11th is an important date, and a solemn one as well. And even though I was only fifteen when 9/11 became, well, 9/11, I remember it very well today, and I think I always will.

But from now on I’ll have another, much happier reason to remember September the 11th, because this year it became the day that I finally moved into my new home.

It’s small but very comfortable, and there’s more than enough room for myself and my rats. It’s got everything I need. But even if it were a shack in the middle of a swamp it wouldn’t matter, because the most important thing about it is that it’s mine. My own little home to take care of, and come back to every day.

And yes of course I’m going to throw a party in it. Did you even need to ask? It may have to be a garden party, though.

Yes, I did paint that monster on the fridge.

Yes, I did paint that monster on the fridge. No, that’s its leg.

 

~KJT, who just watched the very first episode of Breaking Bad and is already hooked.

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A Very Special Cake

Today is my mother’s birthday, so of course I made her a cake. It took hours of work, but the results were so spectacular I just have to share them.

So here it is from the outside, looking OK but nothing that special:

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But once it was cut, all was revealed.

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And now you know why it took so long to make!

I’ll come right out and say it wasn’t my idea; I read this blog post right here and just had to try it out for myself. But I’m still amazed that I managed to pull it off.

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Endings and Beginnings

Life is all about beginnings and endings. Very soon I shall be facing an important new beginning: next week I’m going to move into my new home, and finally become fully independent. It’s a big step for anyone to make; I’ve heard it called one of the most stressful events of a person’s life, and I believe it. Scary, but exciting. I know I’ll definitely enjoy inviting people over; I love to play host, and I’m a pretty good cook, too.

Since I’m moving out I’ve been going through some of my belongings and came across a stack of old sketchbooks. I often draw to help myself think while developing new ideas. I’m not great at it and I rarely share the results, but in one of those sketchbooks I came across an old picture of mine which I really liked and have decided to put up here. It seemed very appropriate to post now, with the series within sight of ending, and with myself about to begin a new life. It’s not a picture of an ending, though – it’s a picture from the very beginning.

Readers may remember The Dark Griffin, in which Arenadd called himself Arren and his best friend was a Southerner named Bran. This picture is of them in happier times, drinking together at the Red Rat tavern with Eluna looking on. I’m not great at drawing “action” – most of my pictures are of characters just standing there. This is a rare example of a drawing where they’re actually doing something, and I like the effect.

Bran, Arenadd and Eluna in happier times

I wonder what story Arenadd is telling his friend?

 

I like this picture not just because it’s better than my usual efforts, but because it makes me think about how we never know what the future will hold. These three here might just be imaginary characters, but I can still picture them together, going through their lives with no way of knowing what will ultimately happen to them. It’s the same for all of us, and every now and then it’s important to be reminded that we shouldn’t take what we have for granted. Our friendships might not last, our jobs might be lost, our security could be taken away from us, and our lives won’t last. In the end, nothing really does.

~KJT, feeling a little maudlin

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The Critic, The Author, the Reviewer and Her Blog

As some people already know, I generally don’t read reviews of my work.

There are a few reasons for that. One is that they’re a distracting influence when I’m writing (back in the day, little snippets of reviews used to pop into my head while I was trying to work). Another is that, since they’re written about things I’ve already published, there’s not much point in knowing about what I did wrong when it’s too late to fix it. But the main reason is simple cowardice. Back when I first decided I wouldn’t read any reviews, I simply couldn’t handle just the idea of reading negative things about myself or my writing (at the time, the two were inextricably linked in my mind). In fact, back when The Dark Griffin was first published, I was so terrified that people would hate it that I had a full-blown nervous breakdown and had to seek professional help.

I eventually recovered from that, but afterwards I decided that for my own mental wellbeing I wouldn’t read anything written about my books online. Aside from causing me anguish it stopped me from writing, so overall I thought it was best to keep away. I broke my rule a few times, and usually regretted it, but the unfortunate side effect of all that was that it left me with a distorted mental image of critics as cruel, cynical people out to mock and sneer at anyone who managed to publish a book, bent on tearing down the creations that people like myself had poured so much passion and hard work into. And, since I avoided critics as a rule, I had no way of ever really changing that view.

A long time after this, the Voyager blog published a link to a couple of reviews that had recently been published, one of which was for The Dark Griffin. Since the post said they were good reviews I thought “ah, what the heck”, and clicked on the link to the Dark Griffin review. It led me to a website called Speculation on Spec Fic, where the owner, a fellow Australian named Shaheen, had written a nice and well-thought-out review of Dark Griffin. It was, as the Voyager blog had said, a positive review, but Shaheen had pointed out a couple of weaknesses in the book, one of which was that it never explains how humans and griffins “got together”, as it were. It was something at least one other person had mentioned, and seeing it mentioned again now got me thinking. Specifically, I thought “oh yeah, that’s right – I never did explain that, did I?”.

In fact the original manuscript of the book had included an explanation, but since it came in the form of an infodump which didn’t fit with the rest ofย  the story very well, I removed it. After that the question never really came up again, and so the full explanation has never appeared in any book. The in-world reason for that is simple enough: there was no single date in which humans and griffins joined forces, and there is no one story behind it. It happened gradually, like the domestication of dogs in this world, which is why the characters never really think about it – it’s just always been that way.

In any case, having read this review I decided that this missing explanation would make an interesting blog entry on this website, especially since other people had most likely been wondering about it too. I duly wrote up an article about it, in which I linked to the review.

Then, to my amazement, who should show up on the website but none other than the author of that review, astonished that her review had not only been read by me, but had prompted me to write out an extended reply. I was surprised and touched by how pleased she was, and in retrospect a little embarrassed. The whole episode served as a reminder to me that critics aren’t sneering creeps (well, not all of them), but that most of them do what they do out of love for books. To be honest I was humbled, and though I stuck to my policy of avoiding reviews I revised my earlier, extreme attitude.

 

This was all some time ago, but I have recently had a reason to remember Shaheen, and not just because she has just blogged about me for a second time. A month or so ago I was thinking about writing another short story for the website, and found myself thinking of the human/griffin relationship again. After some consideration I sat down and wrote a story called The First Partnership, which is told from the point of view of one of the first griffins ever to start living alongside humans. It isn’t up on the website yet, but will be added before too long – sooner if people start asking to see it.

Anyway… I want to thank Shaheen for her support of my books, and to offer a mild apology for my earlier attitudes, even if I have never shared them publicly before now. In her own way a critic risks as much as an author does – both of us are sharing something of ourselves, and risking the dislike of others for doing so. It’s not an easy way to go, but in the end, we need each other.

 

 

 

 

On an unrelated note, I have just received the proofread manuscript of book six, The Shadow’s Heart. It will be published in January 2014, but I have to give it one final going-over first. I’m looking forward to seeing this one published; it’s my favourite so far.

 

Here is a picture of my with my dad at the Parkes Observatory this weekend. My dad was interviewing one of the researchers there for his radio program, and I was there for the R&R.

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Ouch

So Book Week is over, and the last event was a good one. Now I can relax and get on with some other pressing matters, such as a certain project I’ve just become involved with (full description of that to come). I’m also expecting the manuscript for book six, The Shadow’s Heart, to arrive next week for the final proofread.

Finally, a word of advice. Storytellers are meant to be wise, right? Well here’s my sage advice for the day: if you’re going to drink something called chilli beer, do not burp afterwards. Yeah, it hurts.

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