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Creuset of Ideas
A collection of various ideas



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Done!

2007-11-30 @ 15:59

I’ve cross the 50,000-word finish line! With some 8 hours to go!

All I’ve got left to do is type the whole thing. Reorder it. Fill in the wholes. Flesh out the characters a bit more. etc.

This is only the beginning.

And I’ve just learnt about Script Frenzy in April…

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November progress

2007-11-22 @ 12:59

November is not the best of months for me. November holds a dark anniversary. And November, in Montréal, tends to be depressing: cold and without snow (except these days), with the days getting shorter (at least in February – the other depressing month for most people – the days get longer).

But I think this year the NaNoWriMo challenge helps. Helps me focus my energy on something creative; helps refresh my ideas; helps put more wonderful into the month. Writing has always been comforting for me.

This novel I’m pining on sometimes includes, unsurprisingly enough, excerpts from my own life. So, the other day, I found myself describing how I came into possession of my favourite pen (a classic black and silver Parker), with which I happened to be writing that description. I probably said this before, by I like to write by hand. Even at work – it actually affords me the opportunity for a first revision as I type. I like the feel of it, the music of the pen on the paper, the swoosh of the hand.

So where have I gotten to so far? Well, I made up the one-day lag I had been stuck with for two weeks, and even got ever so slightly ahead. And yesterday I reached the 35K mark. I just need to keep this pace for another 9 days (including today). I also notice a quaint pattern in what I write. It’s the tale of a youngish guy who lives with two roommates. Now, I write both at home and during my breaks at work. Well, I noticed that, depending on the venue, what I write will centre more on the apartment and the roommates (at work), or on the main character (at home). Strange.

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Progress Report

2007-11-15 @ 11:39

I know, I know, I haven’t been very active in the blogosphere in recent months. Actually, 2007 hasn’t been a very bloggy year for me. But let’s talk about something else: NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). The challenge: to write, in one month (from November 1 to 30), a 50,000-word novel.

I tried last year but didn’t get pass the first page. On the first day, the ink ran dry; I probably had chosen the wrong topic. This year, I planned it a bit more: I thought up the main lines of the story and divided it into some 30 parts, roughly one per day. Some are longer, some shorter. Not that it’s all good, but the point is to write. That’s the exercise. So what if the novel is not that good, if the writing doesn’t flow, if the scenes aren’t hilarious or the dialogue witty. At least, it’s moving forward. As the organizers and pep-talkers always say: no editing. Editing is for December. The scenes you’re writing is going nowhere? Put is aside. Your main character is in a pickle you don’t know how to fix? Skip ahead.

What I’m writing isn’t chronologically sound. They’re little scenes, anecdotes often told in the manner of Abraham J. Simpson: with a lot of tangents and digressions. I’m working a bit like some movie directors: telling myself everything will be fixed and figured out in the editing room.

So, midway through this trek, where am I? Well, I reached the 20,000-word mark, but not the halfway point. Not bad, but still late. At 1,667 words a day, about a day late. (You can actually follow my progression with the icon in the lefthand menu.) And contrary to what some might expect of a nine-to-fiver, weekends are worst than weekdays. Guess it’s a question of having more structure on those days. Will I have to structure my weekends? We’ll see.

Update, November 17, 2007:
wouhou! Reached the 25,000-word mark (one day late).

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One day it’s gonna blow

2007-10-24 @ 10:37

I knew it! We’re living on a balloon!


via the observers hunch

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Fresh and tasty

2007-10-10 @ 11:34

A few weeks ago, Stephie and I started receiving weekly fruit and vegetable baskets. They’re organic. It’s actually a bit more expensive; we pay for the convenience: we don’t have to go get the basket somewhere, they’re delivered straight to our door.

We get to try out vegetables we’re less accustomed to, and there’s fresh fruit on our table for the better part of the week. But that’s not the best thing about this. Those fruits and vegetables taste great! I mean, I’ve got nothing against, say, cauliflower, especially in dip or in some Indian dish; but the one we got? Man, you could eat it raw, without anything else. And the red peppers? Wow! Can’t wait to get back home and have some with goat cheese. And don’t get me started on the blueberries or the melons.

I think I know why most people don’t particularly like vegetables. They’re used to crap. Let’s not mince (pun intended) words: most of what you get here at the grocery is pretty bland, if not downright bad. And I think that’s why my 6½-year-old nephew actually eats vegetables: his mom’s been getting fresh-from-the-farm organic produce all his life.

It’s at time like this that I’m glad Stephie’s vegetarian. I tell you, fresh organic is the way to go.

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Dream car

2007-10-5 @ 11:01

Okay, I’ll admit it, I’m not into cars. I mean, they’re great to go from point A to point B, especially when you’ve got a lot to carry between the two, or you don’t want to spend too much time in-between. And they’re quite useful when you’re in the middle of nowhere. (They’re a bit less practical when you back into the ditch, but that’s another story.) The only car I have so far owned (actually, leased) was an Echo – not the best looking, but a lot of room and best fuel economy in its class.

My dream car actually doesn’t exist (let’s say yet). The make is not that important, it’s the inside (and part of the outside) that matters: wheel-motors (which a subsidiary of Hydro-Quebec invented some years ago), (organic) photovoltaic arrays over the paint job, cells based on so-called “cold fusion” (unbeatable efficiency: you get out virtually all you get in). I realize that most of the technology is far from ready (“cold fusion” cells are still very limited in size), but hey, I said “dream car.”

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One-question meme

2007-09-18 @ 11:03

This one has only one question: how would you describe you current job (or any past job) to a young child?

Some are pretty easy, others quite tricky; a good example is my nephew’s parents: he works for Purolator, she’s a immigration officer. For him, it’s pretty simple: he’s some sort of mailman. For her, well, she told her kid that she helps nice people to come into the country and bad ones to stay out (or something like that). One of my friend’s kid said that what his dad does, is bring drawing paper home.

Mine is pretty straightforward: I take things written in English and rewrite them in French (or the other way around).

Back in the days I was studying linguistics, I used to answer, to people who were wondering what it was we did, somewhat cryptically: just like biologists study life, we study language…

So what about you: how would you describe you job to a young child?

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Webbert

2007-09-10 @ 13:03

Yesterday, on Dilbert:

Dilbert

Continued here.

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Superstitions

2007-09-6 @ 11:00

It never struck me before, but there’s a big “full of yourself” side to some superstitions. Think about it: it basically amounts to saying that some small action of oneself will influence the universe. Not that I think that we’re not having an impact through all our actions, but there are limits. To take an absurd example, “step on a crack, break your mother’s back”: I am so powerful, I have such influence over matter, that doing this little thing will cause great misfortune to someone dear.

Of course, we all have idiosyncrasies; some people need to always go out the same door by which they entered a room, or need do always do specific things in a particular sequence. But that has more to do with rituals, and their various benefits, than some force over which we have a strange kind of control. Could superstition be some sort of over-compensation, like someone with low self-esteem feeling the need to project a successful persona? It would be an interesting compensation mechanism, seeing as the person both has power through their action, but is also prisoner of that power and its rules.

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spc: again

2007-09-6 @ 8:32

Had I known that theme was coming up, I would have save some posts for this month (here and here) Oh well. Although this might seem repetitive, I’m gonna go with another one of the morning shower:

Shower

I promise to be more imaginative next time, but what can I say, I’ve just come back from vacation and I’m still having a hard time waking up in the morning…

 

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Done!

2007-11-30 @ 15:59

I’ve cross the 50,000-word finish line! With some 8 hours to go!

All I’ve got left to do is type the whole thing. Reorder it. Fill in the wholes. Flesh out the characters a bit more. etc.

This is only the beginning.

And I’ve just learnt about Script Frenzy in April…

h1

November progress

2007-11-22 @ 12:59

November is not the best of months for me. November holds a dark anniversary. And November, in Montréal, tends to be depressing: cold and without snow (except these days), with the days getting shorter (at least in February – the other depressing month for most people – the days get longer).

But I think this year the NaNoWriMo challenge helps. Helps me focus my energy on something creative; helps refresh my ideas; helps put more wonderful into the month. Writing has always been comforting for me.

This novel I’m pining on sometimes includes, unsurprisingly enough, excerpts from my own life. So, the other day, I found myself describing how I came into possession of my favourite pen (a classic black and silver Parker), with which I happened to be writing that description. I probably said this before, by I like to write by hand. Even at work – it actually affords me the opportunity for a first revision as I type. I like the feel of it, the music of the pen on the paper, the swoosh of the hand.

So where have I gotten to so far? Well, I made up the one-day lag I had been stuck with for two weeks, and even got ever so slightly ahead. And yesterday I reached the 35K mark. I just need to keep this pace for another 9 days (including today). I also notice a quaint pattern in what I write. It’s the tale of a youngish guy who lives with two roommates. Now, I write both at home and during my breaks at work. Well, I noticed that, depending on the venue, what I write will centre more on the apartment and the roommates (at work), or on the main character (at home). Strange.

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Progress Report

2007-11-15 @ 11:39

I know, I know, I haven’t been very active in the blogosphere in recent months. Actually, 2007 hasn’t been a very bloggy year for me. But let’s talk about something else: NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). The challenge: to write, in one month (from November 1 to 30), a 50,000-word novel.

I tried last year but didn’t get pass the first page. On the first day, the ink ran dry; I probably had chosen the wrong topic. This year, I planned it a bit more: I thought up the main lines of the story and divided it into some 30 parts, roughly one per day. Some are longer, some shorter. Not that it’s all good, but the point is to write. That’s the exercise. So what if the novel is not that good, if the writing doesn’t flow, if the scenes aren’t hilarious or the dialogue witty. At least, it’s moving forward. As the organizers and pep-talkers always say: no editing. Editing is for December. The scenes you’re writing is going nowhere? Put is aside. Your main character is in a pickle you don’t know how to fix? Skip ahead.

What I’m writing isn’t chronologically sound. They’re little scenes, anecdotes often told in the manner of Abraham J. Simpson: with a lot of tangents and digressions. I’m working a bit like some movie directors: telling myself everything will be fixed and figured out in the editing room.

So, midway through this trek, where am I? Well, I reached the 20,000-word mark, but not the halfway point. Not bad, but still late. At 1,667 words a day, about a day late. (You can actually follow my progression with the icon in the lefthand menu.) And contrary to what some might expect of a nine-to-fiver, weekends are worst than weekdays. Guess it’s a question of having more structure on those days. Will I have to structure my weekends? We’ll see.

Update, November 17, 2007:
wouhou! Reached the 25,000-word mark (one day late).

h1

One day it’s gonna blow

2007-10-24 @ 10:37

I knew it! We’re living on a balloon!


via the observers hunch

h1

Fresh and tasty

2007-10-10 @ 11:34

A few weeks ago, Stephie and I started receiving weekly fruit and vegetable baskets. They’re organic. It’s actually a bit more expensive; we pay for the convenience: we don’t have to go get the basket somewhere, they’re delivered straight to our door.

We get to try out vegetables we’re less accustomed to, and there’s fresh fruit on our table for the better part of the week. But that’s not the best thing about this. Those fruits and vegetables taste great! I mean, I’ve got nothing against, say, cauliflower, especially in dip or in some Indian dish; but the one we got? Man, you could eat it raw, without anything else. And the red peppers? Wow! Can’t wait to get back home and have some with goat cheese. And don’t get me started on the blueberries or the melons.

I think I know why most people don’t particularly like vegetables. They’re used to crap. Let’s not mince (pun intended) words: most of what you get here at the grocery is pretty bland, if not downright bad. And I think that’s why my 6½-year-old nephew actually eats vegetables: his mom’s been getting fresh-from-the-farm organic produce all his life.

It’s at time like this that I’m glad Stephie’s vegetarian. I tell you, fresh organic is the way to go.

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Dream car

2007-10-5 @ 11:01

Okay, I’ll admit it, I’m not into cars. I mean, they’re great to go from point A to point B, especially when you’ve got a lot to carry between the two, or you don’t want to spend too much time in-between. And they’re quite useful when you’re in the middle of nowhere. (They’re a bit less practical when you back into the ditch, but that’s another story.) The only car I have so far owned (actually, leased) was an Echo – not the best looking, but a lot of room and best fuel economy in its class.

My dream car actually doesn’t exist (let’s say yet). The make is not that important, it’s the inside (and part of the outside) that matters: wheel-motors (which a subsidiary of Hydro-Quebec invented some years ago), (organic) photovoltaic arrays over the paint job, cells based on so-called “cold fusion” (unbeatable efficiency: you get out virtually all you get in). I realize that most of the technology is far from ready (“cold fusion” cells are still very limited in size), but hey, I said “dream car.”

h1

One-question meme

2007-09-18 @ 11:03

This one has only one question: how would you describe you current job (or any past job) to a young child?

Some are pretty easy, others quite tricky; a good example is my nephew’s parents: he works for Purolator, she’s a immigration officer. For him, it’s pretty simple: he’s some sort of mailman. For her, well, she told her kid that she helps nice people to come into the country and bad ones to stay out (or something like that). One of my friend’s kid said that what his dad does, is bring drawing paper home.

Mine is pretty straightforward: I take things written in English and rewrite them in French (or the other way around).

Back in the days I was studying linguistics, I used to answer, to people who were wondering what it was we did, somewhat cryptically: just like biologists study life, we study language…

So what about you: how would you describe you job to a young child?

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Webbert

2007-09-10 @ 13:03

Yesterday, on Dilbert:

Dilbert

Continued here.

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Superstitions

2007-09-6 @ 11:00

It never struck me before, but there’s a big “full of yourself” side to some superstitions. Think about it: it basically amounts to saying that some small action of oneself will influence the universe. Not that I think that we’re not having an impact through all our actions, but there are limits. To take an absurd example, “step on a crack, break your mother’s back”: I am so powerful, I have such influence over matter, that doing this little thing will cause great misfortune to someone dear.

Of course, we all have idiosyncrasies; some people need to always go out the same door by which they entered a room, or need do always do specific things in a particular sequence. But that has more to do with rituals, and their various benefits, than some force over which we have a strange kind of control. Could superstition be some sort of over-compensation, like someone with low self-esteem feeling the need to project a successful persona? It would be an interesting compensation mechanism, seeing as the person both has power through their action, but is also prisoner of that power and its rules.

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spc: again

2007-09-6 @ 8:32

Had I known that theme was coming up, I would have save some posts for this month (here and here) Oh well. Although this might seem repetitive, I’m gonna go with another one of the morning shower:

Shower

I promise to be more imaginative next time, but what can I say, I’ve just come back from vacation and I’m still having a hard time waking up in the morning…