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Friday, December 29, 2023

Frustrated!!

Gosh, it's hardly been a month since I sort of said that I would never go on DA again, but ...

First of all, I switched from Facebook Lite to mainstream Facebook.  I was getting a little tired of the Lite app, and decided to try the real thing.  Well, the real thing was pretty bad.  It was, on the surface, easier to navigate the so- called Reels.  But the number of commercials it hit me with were hard to tolerate. 

I had no place to go, when I was so bored that I needed to see something familiar, and I had read all my mail.  So all I could think of doing was to take a peek at DA.

It was just as bad, just as male-oriented as ever, but at least the commercials stemmed from other members.  (All this could easily change overnight.)

Kay, feeling glum

Year-End Summaries

This is the time of year when the news sources—TV, radio—do their Best of the Year lists.  I used to pay more attention to these in my younger days, mainly because I listened to the radio a lot more.   Recently I've begun to think that these comparisons (you have to compare, just to sort the items in order, from best to worst) are all so subjective!

My favorite movies are not anyone else's favorites, just to give an example.  But there's one sense in which comparisons and lists make sense: popular votes.  By having the public send in their yeas and nays, the newspaper can tally up which item gets the most positive votes, and so on.  It's amazing how many people wait until these media gurus make their choices for them!  For books, though, I guess some people figure that it makes more sense to wait until the New York Times publishes a best seller list than to go out and buy a ton of books, read them all, and then make up their own minds.  I hardly watch TV at all, so I don't know what's on there.  There, too, I tend to watch a show only when I've been invited over to visit someone, occasionally because one of my friends wants to make me watch something. 

I was really taken off guard when there was a huge roar of approval for the Barbie movie.  I never cared for the Barbie products; I was much more into international dolls (they're described in detail in Christine's Miraculous Christmas but I only had a very few, because of the expense, and how picky I was).  Still, it must have been good; I shall wait until it gains universal approval at the end of the year, and then watch it.  I'm not going to watch the Oppenheimer movie; it sounds way too harrowing.  I watched Maestro, and sort of hated it.  It was, like, everybody was gay in that movie.  And where were the lesbians?  And this was in the fifties!  But I digress.

If they come up with a top 10 list for blogs, I'm not going to read it.  Not that I'm sensitive about my place in the constellation of fantastic blogs, but that this is not a general-interest blog in the first place; it was about my stories, so it should be impossible to compare it to a blog about, say, zoos, or something. 

Well, happy weekend!

Kay

Wednesday, December 27, 2023

A Horror Story

I have just been reading a story that's sort of a cross between thriller, and a sort of stealth love story.  It's called So Happy For You; I don't want to outright recommend it, but it has tons of features to recommend it.

This story is based on the concept of The Bridezilla (and the Momzilla), made readable with just the right amount of humor.  The narrator, who is the Maid of Honor, is a type of person many of us know (and I could easily imagine myself being), who by the end of the story is fearful for her very life!  Seriously, it's funny, but not that funny.  Not funny enough that I wasn't ready to give up on the book every so often!

I had borrowed it from the Libby app; you might want to buy it. 

Kay

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Saturday, December 23, 2023

Christmas Oratorio

I'm listening to the Christmas Oratorio, one of Bach's long choral works.  My story Christine's Miraculous Christmas is all about this work, from a kid point of view.  As you can expect, I love my characters in that story!  Kelly is an adorable kid, as are most Altos!  Just kidding.  A lot of my best friends happened to be Altos. 

Oops, time to change the CD ...

I have learned that Bach wrote a Cantata for each Sunday of the year, and trained and conducted the boys' choir to perform the Cantata during the church service.  At some times of the year—certainly on Christmas Day, for instance—they had a Cantata for non-Sundays as well.  And the cantatas were on the subject appropriate for the season. 

Well, Bach decided to compile six of the Christmas-time cantatas, and make an Oratorio of it, and that's how the Christmas Oratorio, known as XO to its friends, was born.  He left the work packaged into 6 portions.  Each  of the six sections—well, they're called cantatas, actually—opens and closes with a full choir chorus.  In between, there are brief choral portions, such as when the shepherds talk among themselves, and say "Let's go into Bethlehem!" or something like that.  But twelve major choruses there are, as Yoda would say.  What there is a lot of, is solos, duets, and one lovely trio!  Read all about in Christine.

It's difficult to fully describe the XO.  The solos and duets and such items not only describe the action, but also reflect on it (unlike in Handel's Messiah, where all the text is directly from the Bible, and there are no passages that say things like: O how wonderful is our God, or anything like that.)  So XO is almost an entire church service, sermon and all.  But so beautifully set to music!

Kay


Monday, December 18, 2023

Mozart!

Writing about music for the Helen stories, I may have given the impression that I know a lot more about music than I really do.  But one thing I can say truthfully: I love the music of Mozart a great deal. 

I was just listening to the Mozart clarinet quintet in A, and it was filling me with an insane amount of jealousy.  Why? Because I couldn't join the musical group—two violins, a viola, a 'cello, and of course, a clarinet—in the performance!  I can't play anything apart from the piano, and being envious of musicians is something I'm beginning to come to terms with. 

Mozart, as some of you probably know, wrote really heavenly music for the clarinet.  The second movement of both the clarinet quintet and the clarinet concerto are slow, lyrical movements, imbued with tranquility and loveliness, and peace.  The slow movement of the quintet might be one of the loveliest pieces of music that Mozart ever wrote.  But then, when I listen to the slow movement of the clarinet concerto, I'm inclined to take the crown away from the quintet, and give it to the concerto instead!

Well, my instinct is to fill up the next few paragraphs with a lot of trivia about quintets and clarinets, but I'll spare you the trouble of reading them, and gracefully fade out ...

Kay.

Sunday, December 17, 2023

What I Did Today!

Well!  This post is going to tell you a lot more about me, as a person, than most other posts!

As you know I visit with my best friend on weekends, a lot.  This weekend, she invited me over for lunch.   It was great!  We first went shopping, for a few very specific things, then came back to her place for lunch. 

And then, her pets (about whom I've written before, at length) gave me tons of love, and finally we settled down to watch Brave.

It was awesome!  You know, from the previous time I watched that movie, I had missed so many details!  I think the Scottish accent had been a little too difficult for me to penetrate.  But this time, I asked for the subtitles, and it was lovely.

Kelly MacDonald, who voices Merida, and Emma Thompson, who voices her mother, were just wonderful.  (I've seen them work together in Nanny McPhee, which was great.)  The comedy was over the top, definitely, but this time it made much more sense.  I loved the sly digs at automated phone systems, and the millennial suitors who came forward for Merida!  For anyone who regarded the scene with the suitors as just a long comedy skit, I guess it would have been perfectly fine, but I was going cross-eyed trying to read the captions and watch the action at the same time. 

Merida was sort of a tomboy, but she was my kind of tomboy: feminine to some degree, and soft-voiced.  Maybe I need to be deprogrammed, or something, because so many feminists insist that women should learn to be loud and insistent.  OK, I'll shut up now. 

Kay

Friday, December 15, 2023

Christmas Dinner

This year, I'm going to fix something festive for myself for Christmas.  I'm usually invited over somewhere for the meal, but then I have to go along with someone else's traditions, etc, which I don't mind too much, but ... you know, I have my own traditions, if ya don't mind.  I'm going to say I have plans, and I'm gonna stay right here. 

I don't like turkey, but I do like chicken.  I'll get a small one, rub it over with something as spicy as I can stand, and roast the thing.  Then gravy, mashed potatoes—lots of variations on those—and I'm set for life.  Also maybe a tiny bit of stuffing (yum), and I'll make a little pumpkin pie, and lots of whipped cream, and that would be perfect. 

At one time I was crazy about Christmas music, but somehow I've lost my favorite Christmas CD's, so I'll have to make do with "Grandma got run over" type songs.  And of course, there's TV, for emergencies!

So, that's my plan for Christmas this year!  It all goes down next week!

Kay

Wednesday, December 13, 2023

Will, and Shall

I was just re-reading a cute story, about two women, slowly falling in love with each other, when I read: "Will I  top up your glass?"

Normally, this sentence only makes sense if the speaker doubts whether she would do it.  The way I would say it is "shall I top up your glass?"

It might be clearer if you look at a plain sentence [declarative], rather than a question [interrogative]; we can later check out whether changing a statement to a question makes a difference. 

"I shall top up your glass."  This person has decided to top up somebody's glass.

"I will top up your glass."  Here, the speaker will top up the glass, unless there's a problem. 

"You shall top up my glass."  That's an order. 

"You will top up my glass."  That's a prediction.  If the "will" is emphasized, like with italics, it's a threat.  You will top up my glass.  You have resisted me too often! 

Gosh, that took too much out of me... no wonder I was such a mediocre teacher ...

Okay, now ze questions. 

"Shall I top up your glass?"  This is a simple request for information.

"May I top up your glass?"  This is a polite request for permission.

"Will I top up your glass?"  Hmm, I wonder.  This is complicated; it suggests that glass-topping-up has had overtones of power play. 

There's always the chance that the—increasingly common—use of "will" instead of "shall" is a sort of regional, or generational, dialect element, that was thrown in to emphasize the age difference between the two women.  If so, I'm too much of an outsider to catch it. 

Well, so far this is getting to be a fun Christmas.   Hope you readers are enjoying yourselves!

Kay Kringle

Monday, December 11, 2023

Hair

I've implied this lots of times, but perhaps I never came right out and said this: I don't like the untidy, fly-away hairdos that young people are wearing.  I much prefer the tidy, close to the head hairdos that I associate with formal occasions much better.  My tastes are probably dated; maybe that sort of hairdo is completely out of fashion, and maybe it puts girls with one sort of head shape, or one sort of hair type at a severe disadvantage.  Too bad; I have said what I said. 

We'll talk more about this another time. 

Kay.

Wednesday, December 6, 2023

Television For Cats?

I have heard about, and seen, TV programs for people's pet kittens, and cats!  I don't know what to think of that!

The programs have videos of birds, and squirrels, and other stuff that, presumably, cats like to look at.  I don't really own a cat (though I have had a huge crush on my friend's little cat) and occasionally, when I'm off my guard, I too catch my mind drifting towards looking for YouTube videos that might amuse the little ball of fluff!  She is an affectionate little person, and loves to lie on my breast and purr!  But I'm often checking out Facebook, and she never gives the impression that she's paying any attention to the screen.  I know that, with dogs, if there is no animal scent with the object, dogs completely ignore the object.  It just might be the same with kittens, but it might not.  Presumably, a cat or kitten might be figuring whether the thing can be knocked off a high shelf to good effect ...

Audio files are more interesting to a cat.  (I'm calling my friend's cat a kitten, though she's an adult fully grown cat.  But she so often behaves like a juvenile, that I feel that, in some ways, she may as well be a kitten.  She's a 10 year old kitten!  I recently wore a beanie with a pom-pom to my friend's house, and the cat was mad to play with the cap—and the pom-pom, of course. 

Well, hope the holiday season is going well for you!

Kay

Saturday, December 2, 2023

Promotional

Well, it's the end of the year—inevitably—and Smashwords,  or more politically correctly, Smashpeople, are having their end of the year sale.  I'm giving away all my books for free, starting on the 15th of December.  Hey, I should also re-publish my Christmas time story about the Christmas Oratorio: Christine's Amazing Christmas

Go out and buy!  Oh, wait; it's free, so, er, go download it.  If you feel the burden of gratitude, you could put in a happy comment to this post!  Also, if you're a fair- to- good artist, I would love to use your artwork for the cover art of Christine, and even for one of the other books, except those that already have a commissioned cover!

Kay

P.S. : Whoa, guess what: Christine was never unpublished; I had forgotten to do that!  I generally unpublish it at the end of the Christmas season; I think it's sort of rude to keep carrying on about Christmas all year round. 

Friday, December 1, 2023

Musings About 'Alexandra'

I was recently thinking about this book (story) Alexandra, and giving it a critical appraisal: if it had been someone else's work, how would I assess it?

What would not be widely known (or known at all, come to think of it) is that it was written in chunks, because I was very busy teaching, for the first time, and I rotated from book to book—I vaguely remember working on at least three books at that time—and working out, in my head, the stories of the books I was not writing at the time!  That makes me sound like a genius, but I'm sure that that's what most authors do. 

Early in the story, Queen Alexandra and Princess Genevieve set out on a tour of the nation, and their first stop on their way is at a estate in Westholm.  This is the point at which, in my opinion, the story settled down to be serious. 

It was still a little silly, I was still portraying the three girls as silly teenagers, but important subsidiary characters appeared, and seemed to tamp down the foolishness quite effectively, especially Lena, the warden of the Lodge and the farm complex. 

Shortly afterward, there are preliminaries to an invasion, and the tone gets a lot more serious. Then there actually is an invasion, and the two principal characters get separated for almost half of the book.  I'm reluctant to get into more detail, but let's just say that Alexandra and Genevieve are out of communication for about a year.

Meanwhile, Genny was conscripted into addressing the nation each day, in a war of propaganda, to keep up morale.   I enjoyed writing Genny's political speeches; there were at least three of them. 

Lena (Magdalena) was a character whose creation gave me lots of satisfaction.  There are two more characters who were great inventions: Nevenka, and Katya.  The first is a spy; the second was, in fact, the woman who becomes the president / head of state of the enemy country.  I wrote a couple of speeches for Katya as well!

Don't worry; it was not all about speeches; there was tons of romance too.  Most interestingly, there were characters aged from 8 years old, all the way to 80 years old, and even older.  I was in love with each and every one of them by the time I was done writing!  I'm a little sentimental. 

K

Friday, November 24, 2023

Readers!

Wow, it's difficult to be chill when reading about my blog statistics!  It's been a long time since I looked into the readership of my blogs, and I had forgotten about all the twists and turns of the statistics page. 

Apparently, though most of my readers are from the USA, (much appreciated, though I don't make any money out of this blog—or these blogs; I have two—I can't be the great influencer that I am (not) without you) a large number of readers are from, of all places, India.  Also Ireland, Kazakhstan, Croatia, and even one lonely soul from Singapore :)

There are a large number of readers, identified as from 'other', so if you don't see your home country noted here, you're not alone.  Wow; that's so heartening ... I used to go by the number of readers on the list of posts; 2 readers for the latest posts.  But the Stats page says there were 10 readers.  Wait a minute; that must be the total of all readers of all my posts, who read the posts in the last two days ...

Most of all, this blog is a place for me to gripe about things that annoy me, since I don't feel right about griping to my friends!  (My friends, I'm sure, think of me as the sunniest person they know.  They have no idea that I gripe to the Web.)

Wednesday, November 22, 2023

AI Gives Mediocre Artists Something to Use

As I see it, being an artist has two parts: Finding a subject, and creating it.  Artists always have ideas for an image; only some of them can restrain themselves from creating self- indulgent images that have little esthetic value.  A lot of the time, poor artists—poor in talent, not finances—were held back only by the limitations of their skill.  But now, using AI, they can indulge their obsessions, painting the same unworthy subject repeatedly, until they get it just perfectly repulsive, the way they want it. 

In a sense, this is a sort of rite of passage; an image that tortures them from inside their heads, is brought to life on their computer or tablet, 

Tuesday, November 21, 2023

Day's Report

I'm exhausted.  For several reasons, but I usually explore the site DA, when I'm done with one thing, or when I've given up on something else I was trying to do.

I had been looking through the images—DA is mostly a site where artists post their artwork—and at first I was charmed by how sweet the young ladies were.  But soon I was overwhelmed by how fake it all was.  I spotted a really nice image; it was AI.  I saw just 6 images I liked, and they were either all AI, or had no information at all. 

Pretty soon, everything will be created by AI, even blog posts, music, videos, movies, the news; everything.  Half the books sold by Amazon could easily be written by AI.  I'm not saying they are; they just could be.  I'm going to take a nap. 

Monday, November 20, 2023

Adulting

I have to deal with adulting in two ways: writing about adulting, (and that should really be the second way) and adulting by myself

Obviously, I'm never going to say, in a book, OK, this is all about adulting; there might be no quicker way of turning off my audience.  In my opinion, what we call 'adulting' in this century is being considerate, and taking responsibility.  Most of us don't mind doing those things, but we probably hate to be asked to do them.  I know I did, and still do.  When I'm looking after pets, though, I don't mind; the little furry people are—usually—not a chore to take care of; in fact, I have to constantly restrain myself from torturing them with too much attention.  But in all other cases, I'd rather do adulting on my own volition than to do it on request.

Helen—I started writing with a book entitled Helen, which I chopped up into about ten books, which are the Helen stories that have been published—started out with Helen being just a kid, but soon, having fallen in love with Janet, she begins to take care of Janet in the cutest way.  Unfortunately, I took most of that out, which really destroyed the character development, but I sort of hoped that readers would know people like Helen, which would help them interpolate (a math word for joining up the segments) between the various stages of Helen's character.  When Cindy appears in the story, again, Helen's sense of responsibility leaps forward. 

Jane, the main character in Jane, starts right off being very much an adult, which is her main charm, in my mind.  Actually, her character is much more interesting in Jane—The Early Years.  In that story, she becomes responsible for Maria and Zuszanna, and, well that's the nucleus of the story.  In pretty much all my stories—and this is embarrassing—all the main characters gradually become more adult in each story, because love, and sometimes loss, makes you an adult.  And parenthood, I suppose, though I know of that last thing only through books.

There is another aspect to being an adult, which is at the heart of our national concept of adulthood: cynicism.  Many people regard the aspirations of the extreme Left as impossibly naïve.  "We've got to feed our own families, before we take on feeding the widows and the orphans."  They look at Bernie Sanders and see someone who doesn't live in the real world.

But that's the way adulting is.  To a baby, only its self and its mother matters; and gradually, as you age, you're concerned about more people.  When citizens begin to be anxious about public education, that's an aspect of concern for the community.

So, some aspects of politics is about adulting.  Other aspects of politics are about protecting your interests, and many conservatives are more concerned with those.

Kay

Thursday, November 16, 2023

Writing Special Things

I'm reading a story—I'm still not decided whether I want to reveal the author's name right now—which, I don't mind saying, is interesting.  It's got me hooked, and, I guess, that's part of the job of any author of fiction.  All her characters are special.  At least, I started out thinking that they were special.  Now I'm wondering: is that good writing, to make all your characters special?  I've tried hard to make my characters sort of generic, but make the way they handle circumstances just a tad off the ordinary.

The author I'm reading does the opposite: she makes the characters super interesting, and the circumstance appropriately interesting as well, and—I guess—the story essentially writes itself. 

OK, it's time to reveal the name of the author, and the title: Penny For Your Heart, by Season Vining.  I guess our different approaches are reflected in the pen names we each have adopted: Kay Brown, a completely unremarkable name, and Season Vining, a preposterous name that could not, by any stretch of the imagination, be real, though I have a sneaking suspicion that it might be real, just so that I question my sanity. 

The main character of the story (first person narrative) is an out and proud lesbian, who does not believe in being subtle.  In fact, that's the driving principle in the plot; her love interest is restrained and proper, and unhappy.  And, of Japanese parentage, rather stereotypically.  In the literary world of today, stereotypes are almost a stock in trade; there are so many that it would be almost foolish to avoid them; they could be used as a crutch by indifferent authors (among whose number I ought to count myself).

Thursday, November 9, 2023

Elves & Fairies

One peculiarity of mine is that, though I consider both elves and fairies fantastic creatures, I think of elves as if they could be real, whereas I think of fairies as completely imaginary!  I know that doesn't make any sense whatever.  But it makes a difference in how I imagined them. 

Elves, for instance—and as I have blogged earlier, I've actually begun a story about elves—seem to me to have little flaws in them.  I described my elf as having mostly a perfect complexion.  But when I imagine Tinker Bell, for instance, I imagine her as a perfect, 3-d cartoon character, perfectly smooth.

Somehow my elf is more flawed.  Her name is Fern; my human character, Lauren, is heavily questioned by Fern about how things are on Earth, and Fern describes what it's like in elf-land (I haven't yet thought of a name for the planet), and wonders why things aren't like that on Earth!  And I have to describe all the ways in which Fern is flawed, actually very tiny flaws, but it is those flaws that make her a real character!

Angels, however, are complicated.  Unlike believers, who have constructed in their minds a complete metaphysics of angels (c.f. His Dark Materials, by Philip Pullman), my vision of angels is that (1) they're messengers; (2) they're protectors, in a minor way; (3) they're observers.  (4) They're incognito, and—at least in my mind—unobtrusive, so they must look fairly unremarkable, until they're revealed to be angels, at which point they'll just look very fuzzy about the edges, and even somewhat transparent.  In short, I don't think they're going to look very much like anyone's fantasy of angels.  Of course, reason never stopped DA artists from their fantastic creations. 

KHB

Saturday, November 4, 2023

Actress vs. Pinup

I'm a little startled by how many really good actresses—women in demand for their serious acting skills—are willing to have magazines put up sexual images of them.  I guess it shows how much financial power guys wield in our society, especially older men.  I suspect that older men, probably Baby Boomers, still hold onto the reins of magazines, and both men and women like photos of female celebrities scantily clothed. 

Just this morning, I saw a photo of Sadie Sink in her underwear on DA, the website I check out at least once a day.  Some of the time, the posts put up there are from AI software, that can easily start with a clothed image and convert it into a nude image.  (I'm not absolutely sure about that, but I strongly suspect it.)  It's also possible that Sadie S. has posed for nude images, for various reasons.  With AI, it's impossible to tell. 

Wednesday, November 1, 2023

Trick or Treat!

I had forgotten about Halloween!  (No wonder, since the stores put out their candy so early.)  When I told this to my friend, they decided to come over, decorate my porch, and put their own candy pile out for me, for any kids who happened to come past my house. 

I live so far out of town that my street had not been a popular Trick or Treat destination in past years.  This year, though, we had almost 30 kids come by; or about 15 groups, anyway.  It was all candy that I'd never pick for myself, because I mostly like chocolate, not the sour candy my friend likes. 

The little kids were so perfect!  Some really tiny ones—pre-schoolers, I would guess—would bend down to study the candy bowl, which we had placed on the top step of my stoop, at close quarters, and pick a piece or two, and then stand up and make some unintelligible pronouncement, and her adults would thank us for the candy, and the kid would repeatedly call out Happy Halloween, as they walked away!  It was very cute, and hilarious at the same time!  Anyone who hasn't watched 'T or T' should definitely try it next year!  (Some people leave the bowl of candy out, and go inside and watch TV, which is stupid, because the little kids are way more entertaining than TV could ever be.)

Well, hope you guys had a good time, anyway!

K

Tuesday, October 31, 2023

Daylight Saving Time, Bye Bye!

I'm sure all my readers—in the Temperate Zone—have some opinion about the changing of the clock time twice a year: setting the clocks from 1:00 AM back to 2:00 AM (or something like that) in the spring, so that when your alarm rings at 6:00 in the morning by the clock, it's really 5:00 by the clocks of anyone who did not adjust their clocks.  This is nice, for anyone who had been unhappy about it being so light early in the day, when you're not out pub crawling with your friends.

Then, sometime in the fall, on a date that's approved by Congress (just like the date in the spring is), around 2:00 at night, you're supposed to set your clock back to 1:00, which means that when your alarm rings at 6:00, it isn't so horribly dark, and it's safer for little munchkins to head out to the school bus stop.  (When I was a kid, I rode a bike, and my night vision was OK, and—in retrospect—so was the night vision of motorists who did not knock me down for 12 years.

Some people just don't like the hassle of doing this clock changing thing, and I'm one of them.  Sure, with DST you get more evening daylight in the spring and summer, and that's nice for kids, and other people, unlike me, who go out a lot.  I figure, though, that businesses could change their hours, to begin their day a little earlier in the spring and summer, and let their workers out a little early, too.  Why fiddle with the clocks?  Schools could do the same; start school a little later, say at 8:30 AM in the dark of winter, and revert to early starts in the months with long daylight hours, so that kids can go home early, and practice their cheerleading, or whatever they do. 

There's not a lot of agreement as to which time should be taken as standard.  Should we have DST (daylight saving time) year round, so that the sun will be highest in the sky at 11:00 AM, or Standard Time year round, so that the sun is highest in the sky at 12:00 Noon?  Some people want the former, some the latter.  Some people don't care which; they just don't want the clock change. 

K(A)HB

Friday, October 27, 2023

At the Gates of Heaven

My mother passed away the year before last.  She was a wonderful woman, taking into account the moral environment she was in.  She often led singing in church retreats and stuff, and was in some demand because she had picked up a lot of songs from Africa, Asia, Australia and the Middle East, which was considered a nice departure from the usual songs people were introduced to.

I was recently going through the junk in my piano stool, when I came across a photocopied page with the song At the Gates of Heaven, which would have been a perfect song for Helen to have taught her kids!

The basic idea is : At the Gates of heaven little shoes they are mending, for all the little barefooted babies who come in, so slumber my darling, slumber my baby, slumber my sweet, lulloo lullay.

The subtext is that scores of infants die, daily; they wind up in heaven, and it's come as you are, and they don't have shoes, so the people at the Gates have to outfit them.

These days, as Hamas unleashes terror in Israel, and Israel unleashes death on the Gaza Strip, we know that hundreds of infants are dying.  They're also dying in Syria, the Ukraine, Sudan, Russia—all over the world.  I'm not urging any particular loyalty.  But we ought not to isolate ourselves from this horror.  It is a constant,  ongoing massacre of the innocents. 

The Lullaby is thought to be of Spanish or basque origin.  It is sweetly sentimental, and the tune—which I don't know how to bring to you—is a gentle, happy tune.  Helen would have loved it. 

Kay

 


Tuesday, October 10, 2023

Enola Holmes

I just re-read Nancy Springer's story featuring Enola Holmes, the fictional, much younger, sister of (the also fictional) English private detective, Sherlock Holmes.

Sherlock Homes was the creation of the 19th- century surgeon and author, Arthur Conan-Doyle.  (Talk about noticing things, Conan-Doyle was one of the earliest people to bring the idea of crime scene investigation to the forefront of public interest in crime drama.)  He was, for his time, sort of like Carl Sagan in the 70's, Neil DeGrasse Tyson today, more interested in the application of logic to combat sensationalism, in the news, and in popular culture of that time.

Now Nancy Springer, writing at the present time, has created this baby sister, Enola Holmes, roughly 20 years younger than Sherlock.  Enola just has to be a genius in her own way.  While Conan-Doyle had to write so as to capture the imagination of men of his time—since women were much less of an economic force at that time—in contrast, the engine that energizes Nancy Springer's writing is: feminism, as well as many other matters of social justice.  (Nancy represents in graphic detail not only the paralyzing restrictions on women and girls, but the squalor—and even the violence—that the poor of London struggled to endure.)

Not only does she succeed in making the gruesome facts somewhat tolerable to readers (especially young readers who can't be expected to stomach this sort of stuff as a matter of course), she has made Enola extremely relatable, from a 21st century point of view.  Accomplishing all these goals at the same time is no mean feat.

The book I read was the first in the series, which has the job of describing how Enola leaves home, and immediately gets involved in the search for a missing aristocratic child.  It also pitches us headfirst into Enola's love of codes and ciphers, which is how she eventually reconnects with her missing mother.  An excellent piece of fiction. 

Kay

Friday, October 6, 2023

One Big Novel

Somewhere in the 18th Century--when people began to write about new literature that was emerging--some scholar conjectured that every author had one big book inside them.  Not only one big book, but certainly one real fabulous book. 

I'm reading dozens of books by the same few authors, and I'm coming to believe that each of them did write one fabulous story, but then had to struggle to write another good one.  (I'm not going very far with this idea, so I'm not going to hunt down examples to support my hypothesis, to convince you.)  The implication is that the best stories were autobiographical; they were drawn from the author's own life.  Because the amount of true-to-life detail they would otherwise have to dream up would be daunting for the typical author.  (At the moment I'm reading about a woman writing in the first person, and she describes her whole blended family, their occupations, their history, their attitudes ... Not that a writer with a good imagination couldn't do that, but it isn't easy!)

In my own case, I'm in deathly fear of destroying my alias, and if I borrow from my own life too heavily, and someone I know reads this stuff, it won't be hard for them to join the dots!

You have to understand that everything an author writes is drawn from his or her life.  Everything.  But if the author is careful, it can be modified enough that it won't be spotted and recognized by others who shared the actual event or experience.

For instance, there is an episode in Helen, in which she helps Janet to run a summer tennis clinic.  In another episode, years later, she tells Jeffrey that she helped with a tennis camp.  I have friends who are into tennis in a big way, though I myself am not, and that's how come I know lots of trivia about how the game of tennis goes. 

In Jane, for instance, I use lots of experiences from my own life--not going to tell you which ones--but the events are so fragmentary that you probably couldn't draw any inferences from them!

Another topic entirely: Hyphens and Dashes

This subject is probably well understood by many of you, but unfortunately those who have this strong urge to write, may not have been the ones who paid attention in English Composition.  (I paid attention, and I had an excellent teacher.  But many high- school kids are too distracted--with sports, or cheerleading, or romance, or MMOG's--to listen to their teachers.)

In the paragraph above, did you spot the dashes?  On this page, it comes out as -- two hyphens.  This is because it isn't easy to make the actual dash (if I find out how, I'll put one inside these parentheses — There it is!!  You press and hold the hyphen key, and a little mini- menu pops up.  Slide your finger up to the mini- menu, and select the longest dash.  There are two others; just ignore them), so I (and other bloggers who care about these thing) use an acceptable substitute, the two hyphens.

Do the actual hyphens ever get used?  Well, yeah, for some double-barreled names, like Huntingdon-Whitley; or some words that are usually hyphenated, like ... Jeeze, I can't think of one when I need an example ... oh: double- barreled gun, f'rinstance.

The dashes (or even fake dashes) usually occur in pairs, like parentheses.  If you left out the part inside, or in between, the dashes, what's left should make sense.  Of course it should make even more sense with the stuff in ťhe dashes!

In the above, once I discovered how to do an actual dash, I didn't change all my fake dashes, so that you'd know how to insert fake dashes.  Always the teacher; that's me.  Sometimes I use so many semi-colons that I feel embarrassed!  It looks a little bit learned ...

Kay Hemlock Brown

Wednesday, October 4, 2023

Voices

I was just reading a book that I had started, and then set aside for some reason.   I often do this, because when I take up the book again, I'd have forgotten what caused me to give up on it, and I can often connect with it fairly well, and even finish it. 

This particular story was strange and interesting.  The main character was a little obsessive, and she was in love with a girl who wanted to study abroad.  She found that she could not even sleep at night, thinking about what her girl was doing.  The girl, meanwhile, had broken up with her, probably not wanting to continue a relationship with such an obsessive lover. 

I had taken the book back up sort of in the middle, where I had (presumably) left off reading it, so I was suprised to discover that the main girl was in beauty school.  I had to think about that for a while.  Of course, there are people in beauty school, and they fall in love, sometimes with other girls, but it was just that I had hardly ever picked up a story about such a girl. 

Presently, she begins to date a girl who was in culinary school.  This was amazing, except that the girl from culinary school seemed to not be of very stable character.   (The main girl just mentions that she had thought about her former girlfriend, now back from abroad, and her new lover freaks out.)

By this time, I was fascinated by the story.  What was more, the author sometimes dropped into using the same careless grammar that the characters were using!  So the speech she was placing in the lips of the two protagonists was not just to make the narration and the dialog more convincing; it was the author's natural idiom. 

Well, on one hand, I was full of admiration that a clearly working- class girl who I would expect to have had trouble with writing and story-telling had surmounted these obstacles, and become an author.  On the other hand, I was upset that I could not expect her (the author) to be able to give a variety of voices to her characters, or create pictures of these characters, using voice as a tool. 

Is it a weakness in me,  as a reader, that I'm going to be distracted by this author's errors in grammar for this entire story?  Because I am; I'm dying to learn how the story ends, but the character is so dreadfully weak-minded that I'll be cringing continuously while I read.  But I have to finish this book. 

Kay

Monday, October 2, 2023

Pop Culture

I have to recognize that I'm totally out of touch with popular culture 😞.

One good thing is that pop culture is spreading out, and there are fragments of older pop culture built in, and I do recognize them.  But not playing video games cuts out a huge sliver of connections that I could have had. 

For instance, I failed to recognize a character called Kassandra who was evidently from a video game (Assassin's Creed Odyssey.)  I don't think I'm going to make the effort to familiarize myself with this game; its title makes me think it won't have much to offer. 

Kassandra, a character whose name I knew from the Trojan War, was a sister of Paris.  She could foretell events before they happened, but she was under a curse, which made those who listened to her disbelieve her predictions!  So she would tirelessly warn her family and her friends, and (despite innumerable instances of her having predicted correctly) they would laugh off her warnings.  I first was introduced to her by Marion Zimmer Bradley in the book Firebrand, and MZB had created a wonderful character; I just adored Cassandra (as you might have expected).  But tragedy followed her everywhere. 

Well, what can you do.  The ancient Greeks delighted in tragedy.  Some of the heroines of modern Japanese Anime are more pleasant to follow, such as, for instance, Kiki, of Kiki's Delivery Service!  It's a bit of a whimsical story, but that's the way it goes.  A surreal story that sort of grabbed me was Millennium Actress, which (if I understood correctly) took place over over a century.  (Must watch the DVD again...)

Kay.

Wednesday, September 20, 2023

Are You All Right?

In my opinion, a lot of usages are just that: my opinion.  I do think that some others are more than just my opinion; one usage would flow smoothly, while another would be so jarring that it would interrupt the flow of meaning significantly, which isn't good.  Not that finishing a book quickly is a good thing.  I know some people read books so fast that they only get the main story, and none of the more subtle nuances in how the story is told.

For instance, I'm just reading a story in which the main protagonist has come to the realization that she is not heterosexual, that she isn't going to have any success with a romance with a man.  She reports this discovery to her mother, who eventually comes to terms with this new knowledge about her daughter. 

Meanwhile, the other main protagonist, also a woman--- I'm beginning to move from reading high school angst, to women discovering themselves in their thirties--- also ponders over her own feelings of not being straight, and decides to tell her mother that she isn't going to try romantic relationships with guys either.  Her mother too, eventually accepts what her daughter tells her.  (The two women had not yet met; I have to make that clear.)

So far, a fast and furious reader would gather that (1) there are two girls, both discovering that they're gay, and (2) each tells her mother, and everything is all right.  But there is a hidden subtext: one of the mothers is not only on board with her daughter's revelation, she is fully supportive.  The other mother has suspected her daughter's preference for a long time, and has been trying to set her up with handsome guys, hoping that one would take. The two situations are different enough to cast a long shadow on how the plot unfolds. 

So, on to today's post.  This is about "all right" versus "alright."  You can't use alright in every place where all right would work.  Not that you can't; it's just that it doesn't work equally well.  In the sentence "Are you all right?" my vote is for all right.  In the case of "Alright, let's get this party started," I'm with alright. 

Thursday, September 14, 2023

Marian Anderson

When I was growing up, we often visited an uncle, who was a great admirer of the African-American singer Marian Anderson. He would sit me down, and make me listen to recordings of this woman.  I was impressed by her voice, but I was too little to remember the songs.

From humble beginnings, Ms. Anderson eventually became a celebrity.  She sang with Leonard Bernstein, and on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial.  On one occasion she said:

"It is easy to look back, self-indulgently, feeling pleasantly sorry for oneself and saying I didn't have this and I didn't have that. But it is only the grown woman regretting the hardships of a little girl, who never thought they were hardships at all."

May we all have the humility and the insight into ourselves, to be able to say this, when we grow old, and look back on our lives!
 

Another Pair of Almost-Homonyms

This was an unexpected discovery.   I stared at this passage I was reading, and it looked just a shade away from making sense.  It took a while for me to realize that it was the wrong word, on the page, but the right word in intention. 

The words were 'clinched' and 'clenched.'

Clenched means tightly gripped.  I held the knife clenched in my hand.  It's also used to describe how a jaw is held tightly, almost grinding the teeth together.

Clinched means that some plan, or deal, or abutment even, has been confirmed or established, or finalized.

It's possible that the two words have a common origin---I didn't check that out---but on the face of it, they're quite distinct words.

Saturday, September 9, 2023

New Prices

Well, I changed all the prices.  Not all; the free ones are still free, the rest are mostly at 99c.

Have fun!

Kay Ashley Mary-Kate Hemlock Brown

Wednesday, September 6, 2023

Nancy Wilson of Heart

Nancy Wilson is a guitarist.   See her play on the video of Dreamboat Annie on YouTube.

Ann Wilson is an amazing singer; I really admire her performances at Lincoln Center, especially Stairway to Heaven, by Led Zeppelin, and All Things Must Pass, by George Harrison.  Nancy seems to have been content to allow Ann to take the lead on their musical collaborations; perhaps Nancy had the less powerful voice. 

It seems to me that both of these women had an amazing 'Glass half full' approach to life.  In addition, in my view, Nancy was one of the most beautiful women in Rock.  I have seen Nancy describe some guitar techniques on YouTube, and she was so, so cute!

Well, I don't own any of their albums, so all this fan-girling hasn't much substance behind it.  I hadn't been turned on to their music thus far, because it was driven--- it seemed to me--- mostly by Anne's voice.  It is known that they were attracted to Folk music (at least, music in the same style as that of Paul Simon and Peter Paul and Mary), which is a big favorite of my own.  I wish there are records of them singing that stuff!  Maybe there is ...

Well, have a good week, everyone!

Kay

Saturday, September 2, 2023

"Mature Content"

On the Deviant Art website, artists are allowed to tag some of their submissions as Mature Content, which means that those artworks (or photographs or whatever) are not displayed, unless whoever is going through the images is established as an adult.  It just so happens that I never got around to doing this (that is, getting Adult certification), so all I see is the Mature Content warning. 

Now I have a theory that the vast majority of people who have Mature C. images are guys.  Guys, admittedly, do post some amazing images, but they're not the Mature C. images.  Mature C. images are essentially high-class porn, or plain old porn, and I'm not crazy about it.  So if I want to skip over the images posted by immature guys, I just ignore the posts tagged with M.C..  It's ironic that the tag is "Mature Content," when the image is likely to be posted by a guy whose still at the porn-watching stage. 

Before you say anything, I have to confess that plenty of mature artists post images that are definitely rated R, which is what Mature Content literally means.  On DA, though, I really can't guess what the tag means, because plenty of images that are not tagged at all show full frontal nudity.  I suspect that M.C. tagged art may have depictions of sex, which I'm not crazy about. 

I can't say anything more without sounding stupid, so I'll stop right here. 

Kay Ashley Hemlock 

Tuesday, August 29, 2023

Tinkering With Demand

Ha.

For all my life, I hated Economics with a passion!  The economists had rules of thumb, like "If you raise interest rates, people will not be buying much, so ... (prices will go down?)"

It seemed to me that this was meddling with what the people wanted, so it was sort of sneaky. 

But yesterday, I noticed that Helen and the Flowershop Girl was selling too fast, so I charged $2 for it.  It used to be free.  This morning, it had only sold one copy!

OK, listen.  I apologize for interfering with the sales of the book that was being most heavily downloaded (Flowershop Girl), but I was afraid that that book would become the poster- girl for my writing as a whole.  I saw myself as a writer of medium-length stories about decent people; but Flowershop was a very short story; in fact, it was a tiny bleeding chunk from the Helen saga, and really was intended to describe the sexual and romantic problems that Helen had to face--- even in the summer, when college was on hiatus (remember, Helen is a professor) being in love with two women at once, and living with them. 

I had written an even better episode about this situation (Helen Teaches Calculus) where Rain and Lorna, Helen's two sex partners, struggle with their three- way emotional balance.

Maybe I'll upload that; I haven't yet. 

Kay Ashley Hemlock Brown

Saturday, August 26, 2023

Flowershop Girl

There was a very brief episode (in the long Helen story) that takes place in the summer, after the filming of Merit.  I hadn't really planned on including it in the sequence; it doesn't further the plot, it doesn't help with background information, it doesn't help with time duration.  In fact it confuses a lot of things.  Things that are bad enough without Flowershop to begin with.

But the young woman whom Helen has a brief affair with had such a lovely personality, and the little story was just so charming, and revealed so much of the sweeter side of Helen's personality that I just couldn't resist packaging it into a little short story, and uploading it. 

Well.  It is the fastest-'selling' item, by volume, among all my books.  This last few days, it accounted for almost half my downloads: 35/80.

I just made it cost $2.  That was naughty of me.  My sales will probably plummet...

Friday, August 25, 2023

Why does My Cat Lie on My Chest?

I was visiting my friend, who has a cat.  I was minding my own business, sitting in a corner, when this cat hops up on me, stretches out on me, and starts to purr!

So I google: "Why does my cat lie on me and purr?"  To my indignation, Google changed it immediately to Why does my cat lay on me and purr?

To the best of my knowledge, 'Why does my cat lie on me?' is correct.  Google is using an AI spelling corrector, and it seems to have learned wrong grammar!!  

'Lie' is the present tense.  "I lie here, all alone, waiting...."

'Lay' is the past tense.  "Man, I lay there for quite a while, but did anyone come?  Nooo..."

'Laid' is the past perfect.  In a sentence with a had, or a have,  or a have had, you would use 'laid', or sometimes 'lain'.  I'm not enough of an expert to be able to tell you which one goes where; I sort of know when it's wrong. 

Coming back to the purring: apparently they purr at you if they like you and they're relaxed.  It also makes them feel even better, the few authors I read say, but I get the strong impression that it's a phenomenon still being investigated.  Unfortunately, since most cat people are familiar with purring cats, I get the feeling that research on purring has a low priority.

But why on our chests?  The warmth, partially, and the sound of our heartbeats is apparently very soothing to the purrmeisters.  Aww!  I love this little cat, but I get the impression that she--- and cats generally--- are a lot of work!  So when I want a dose of purring, I visit my friend. 

Kate Ashley

Thursday, August 24, 2023

Graphic Art with AI

In the recent past I've been highly critical of how DA art has morphed in various ridiculous directions.  But certain strange features are really interesting. 

Firstly, there is an emphasis on decoration.  Most of the images are of women, and they wear ornaments to an almost obscene degree.  Their clothes are also elaborate, and sometimes fantastic. 

Secondly, there is a tendency for shoulder straps to be missing entire sections!  I can understand clothing having 'peek-a-boo' sections cut out.   But you can't do that with straps. 

Thirdly, women are depicted with enormous quantities of hair; even portraits of well-known celebrities are depicted with huge amounts of hair. 

Fourthly, celebrities are depicted anonymously, with out- of-character clothing and styles.   For instance, an image of someone who is almost unmistakably Greta Thunberg has been shown almost as a sex object.  This makes absolutely no sense.  The same with Emma Watson.

Finally, most of the girls and women are beginning to look the same, or maybe the girls and women that I'm being shown look the same, which makes me feel a bit paranoid. 

Hope all this is a temporary effect. 

Kay

Wednesday, August 16, 2023

Just Checking In

Greetings to you, on this 16th day of August.  We just this morning watched England chomp down on Australia in the Women's FIFA game, played somewhere in Australia or New Zealand.  (We were rooting for the Aussies.)

OK, onto the main business for the day: griping and ranting.  I am so sick of looking at bosomy blue-eyed chick's on DA; just don't like big- breasted girls.  Apologies to all you ladies with heavy chests; I know you can't help it, and I know you don't enjoy it, and it can't be fun being leered at by men---at least, not for all of you.  But DA, as I have complained so often, is so dominated by guys with arrested development, that images of chesty women go completely unremarked on. And now I've stopped saying anything, because paying attention only encourages them. 

Also not all, but the majority of visual or graphic artists are only preoccupied with appearance, and not with any other considerations.  Nothing but how the image looks pierces their consciousness.  Talking about other issues is just a waste of time.  If they like big boobs, they're going to put big boobs on their heroines, and nobody's going to stop them. 

In other news, I've started collecting animated features by Studio Ghibli.  They're awesome. So bye for now, 

Kay.

P.S. I've decided to give myself a temporary middle name of Ashley.  So, bye, 

Kay Ashley Hemlock Brown

Saturday, August 12, 2023

An unlikely mistake!

I'm reading a piece of lesfic, and as usual, it's about a girl who goes to a bar, hoping to hook up with a date.  It's well written in its own way, but there were a few unexpected mistakes, the kind that people make who have discovered some new word late in life; probably in their late twenties.  (People are often surprised that having lots of words to choose from is fun.)  In this case, it was chase versus chaste!

Most of us know what it means to chase something or someone.  It's a verb.  Chaste is completely different: it means in a non-sexual way.  At least, that's what I think it means; it is a way of doing something, so it is really an adjective.  I often write kissed chastely to mean kissed with closed lips

The two words are not even pronounced the same; the 't' is most definitely sounded.  This pair does not belong in our list, really, because readers could take it to mean that they are pronounced the same. 

P.S: a person who is chaste in everything they do may have taken a vow to be that way.  Nuns are supposed to do this; it's called a vow of chastity.  Chastity simply means chaste-ness.

Sunday, July 30, 2023

The Secret Lives of Dogs and Cats

I was recently reading a book by Bruce Cameron, called A Dog's Way Home.  It was written in the first person; a dog is narrating the story, from her fugitive puppyhood, through a painful, incomprehensible separation, to her joyful reunion with her 'person', or rather people. Cameron does a wonderful job of writing in such a way that the humans talk among themselves with all the complex language, of which the dog picks up only a very few elements, and showing why the dog does understand some parts of the conversation--- principally single words, or short phrases--- and why she is confused by the rest.  Dog lovers should read this book, especially teens and tweens, because dogs understand both more, and less, than we believe.  At least, according to Cameron; I think he's right, just based on the consistency of his text. 

Among the cute and fascinating aspects of the story (Spoiler alert!!!) are the dog's relationship to cats!   When she was a newborn pup, she was nursed by a sweet mother cat, in the crawlspace under a trailer home, along with her numerous kittens, and various humans try to feed them, and others try to get them out of there, and so on.  The kittens were her playfellows, and they would indulge in play wrestling together.  Eventually, the dog is sort of adopted by a human. 

But dogs are not allowed in this human's apartment building, and out of desperation, the dog is left with a couple some 400 miles away.  But the dog pines after her person, and knows roughly where her human is, so she sets out to get back, through towns, and wilderness.  When she is about halfway back, she witnesses the (illegal) shooting of a cougar female.  She fearfully stays hidden and escapes, but soon realizes that she's being followed by another cougar.  But this is a juvenile, and also a female. 

Now, she is already familiar with kittens, having grown up with them.  But when she is finally approached by the cougar kit, she sees that it's a huge baby, so she calls it the Big Kitten.  For me, this is the central piece of excitement in the whole book!  The dog (Bella) and Big Kitten hang out together for weeks, or months.  Bella wants to head for home, but Big Kitten is a good hunter (rabbits and such) and they share their food, so they stick together, though sometimes Big Kitten wants to go in the exact wrong direction, and does not want to go near humans at all. 

Bella is a large dog, often mistaken for a large Pittie, and initially Bella finds herself protecting the kitten, and foraging for her.  But they're temporarily separated, and when they're reunited, Big Kitten has grown huge, and she chases off a pack of coyotes that had trapped Bella.  She's also more in charge.  Soon Bella thinks it's time to part. 

All in all, I think it's a fine book.  I got it from a library, and I wish authors got some royalties from when their books are borrowed.  Two thumbs up. 

Kay Hemlock Brown

Friday, July 28, 2023

My Amusing Future As An Author

When I first started writing, I was crazy about classical music.  I had been crazy about piano music, but now I was getting interested in choral music, and chamber music---trios, string quartets, and so on--- and I had discovered that I was interested in girls, and in art.  And Sci Fi, and fantasy.

I was just heading into college, but living at home.  Somehow, I stumbled into the idea that I would write a story about a girl who was interested in all the things that I was interested in, but was a lot better at all of them.  I was partly wanting to create a girl to act out all that I wanted to do, but also to create a girl with whom I could fall in love.  This was Helen. 

As Helen grew and developed, some of her adventures turned out to be just fantastic achievements, others became sex fantasies, just for me.  As time went on, I became more interested in the musical parts of what Helen was doing.  And then, I became interested in publishing the Helen story anonymously.  By this time I had been teaching, and I was thoroughly embarrassed about my hobby of writing fantasies--- you know what kind they were--- so I started going through the entire thing, cleaning it up, when I got busted!  But, unexpectedly, the one who had discovered a few pages of manuscript simply loved it, and encouraged me to publish it. 

Until this time, Helen was my secret friend, and she could do anything she wanted.  A soon as the idea of making her adventures public came into my head, it became a completely different thing.  Also, I was becoming an adult, and now Helen wanted to fall in love, and not just have sex with various girls.  One wonderful day, I selected a self- contained portion of the story, and published it. 

For the first time, I was eager for people to read it.  Not desperately eager, but still anxious for an audience!  By this time, most of the enormous Helen story was already written, and I was parcelling out the story, trying to create publishable packets.  My statistics (how many people had downloaded the books) became important to me.   I also wrote other stories, and watched how they did.  It was never my main goal to become an author, but of all the things I did--- not very well--- writing seemed to be the best. 

This was a strange state of affairs, and I didn't know what to think about it, and it remains how things are to this day.  I don't depend on the income from writing for living; I have other sources of income.  But I certainly do take an interest in the "sales figures", for no good reason. 

Kay

Friday, July 21, 2023

The Pinocchiocity of Fictional Characters

When I was writing, for years, about my character Helen---I was writing stories of Helen for a decade or more---she became very real to me.  It seems that this happened also to Lucy Montgomery, who wrote the Anne of Green Gables books.  She said, in her diaries, that even later in life, it was as if, if she turned her head suddenly, she would see Anne, just at her shoulder, with her all the time.

Obviously (or, perhaps not so obviously,) Ms. Montgomery's relationship to Anne is somewhat different from that between me and Helen, but similar enough that I understand how Ms. Montgomery feels.  It's even more true in the case of Jane, another OC* of mine.  I loved Jane dearly, and I feel terrible about finishing the book Jane in such a lame manner; but the sisters Gillian and Angela, who figure in the Jane story--- lovely women though they are--- were constraining me too much.  Another is Maia, the central character of Prisoner.  Just thinking about these women makes me feel so sentimental!

I don't remember the exact principle of the Pinocchio story, about how he becomes a real boy; the morality in that fable is, at least on the surface, outmoded and trite.  Possibly, though, we can extract something a little more relevant to modern life and society from Mr. Collodi's story, where good and evil would be defined much more elastically.

Kay

*OC = 'original character.'

Sunday, July 16, 2023

Comments on "Knight's Blood"

If the title didn't make this clear, this is a story by Gwendolyn Blackthorne, about vampires.  Normally I stay as far as possible from vampires; both vampires, and the the authors that are inspired by them, are usually ultra romantic, and of questionable stability.  But this one was within the price range of the acquaintance who lets me read their ebooks, and I was bored ...

I was surprised by the aspects of the story that were good.

1. The main protagonist is a young woman, who has qualified to be a knight in spite of her reactionary father.  There are a number of run- ins between father and daughter, but the language and tone---given that girls were not permitted to be knights, though that is a conceit that has been heavily explored in modern popular literature---are convincing.

2. The vampire is also a woman, who is disguised as a visiting knight, at the outset.  The plot element of a 'dark knight' at a tourney ìs also quite common, so the only innovative device, here, is that it is a female, and a vampire. 

3. The other grown-ups here are well-spoken, though the language is modern.  The politics is moderate, though the young female knight is not only an ardent feminist, but also a 'socialist' according to conservatives of our day, because she urges her father to spend money to make the lives of the villagers easier.  But that's not a knight theme; the girl is anxious to make the village safer, from vampires, incidentally. 

There is one feature that I think detract from the story. 

The vampire is, as vampires often are, several centuries old.  But the woman is just a little more spry and affectionate and--- honestly--- youthful, that it strains the imagination.  A being more than a century old, would normally be just a little more measured in their speech.  The style of speech is the main tool an author has to paint a picture of a character, more than descriptive words, descriptions of clothing, and things like that (though they're important, no doubt).

Then, apart from a couple of mechanical errors--- which seem inevitable--- it is a nice first installment of a multi- volume work. 

K.H.B

Saturday, July 15, 2023

Maria Sharapova


Maria Sharapova

At one time I thought I was in love with this woman!  I still think she's beautiful, and I like her sense of humor, but I'm not as infatuated as I used to be. 

Thursday, July 6, 2023

New Sales

I usually expect that there'll be new people buying my books when they're offered for free, but this time there is only a sales bump of about 5 books!  I'm not severely disappointed (thanks for being concerned, if you were concerned!); I'm wondering whether I would buy and read my own books, if I were an ordinary reader, not particularly interested in classical music.  The answer is: probably not.  By the way, Jane, and Jane, the Early Years are books without any reference to music.  (Well, a little bit of reference in passing.)  Also: Prisoner, and Yraid.

Changing the subject, now with ebooks, it's impossible to borrow a book from a friend, or even check out something that your friend might be reading!  With paper books, you could always do that... I would so like to pop into the future, just about 5 years, and take a peek at the reading habits of people!  Actually, Music on the Galactic Voyager  is set at about that time, but socially it's like life in around 2000, because that's when I wrote it.  I thought I was being super futuristic, but I totally wasn't. 

Well, I hope any Americans reading this had a nice July Fourth; I was unhappy from an environmental point of view, because of the fireworks, and from a noise point of view because of people's pets, who always hate fireworks.  But most Americans like noise, and most Americans like explosions, so tough, I guess. 

That's all I've got!

Kay.

Sunday, July 2, 2023

Beaten Up?

I'm noticing that in some images, girls are made up as if they had been beaten up, or 'roughed up,' as the saying goes.  Looking closely, though, the additions to conventional makeup are just a little too symmetrical to be caused by violence.  I'm just very uneasy about this whole situation.  It is becoming fashionable for girls to make themselves up as though they have been abused?  Like wearing an ornamental black eye?

Saturday, July 1, 2023

How an App Displays Text

I'm not a professional computer scientist, but I've taken a number of courses on computer science, and I can, as they say, read between the lines.

Most computers today have the basic capability to display text characters built into the hardware.  So there is a "word" in memory that remembers where, on the screen, the active location is.   Unless you touch the mouse, or press the arrow keys, the next whatever: character, or word, or symbol will be right here.  Whatever font is desired is also put into another "word" of memory; it's easier to number all the fonts available on the computer (or phone,  or whatever) 1, 2, 3 ... and just note down which number font is wanted.  If it isn't one of the fonts that was shipped with the device, then the computer has to look up how to draw each character as it comes up.  (This is nothing; every minute, the device has to look up a vast number of things, so it does it without complaint.)

Suppose it's displaying a line of text.  If it's starting a new word, it has to see whether there's space for the whole word on the present line.  (You can imagine that it's keeping track of how far along the line it is.  Each character could be a different width, so it's been adding these widths to the width-counter as it prints them.)  If there's space for the whole word, it proceeds to start the word, otherwise it pops down to the next line (unless it's the end of the page, which is a small problem!)  All this sounds painstaking and slow, but we know computers are fast. 

A slightly different procedure takes place if the variable called "hyphenation on" has the value "true" placed in it.  "True" is represented by 1, "False" by a zero.  Hyphenation can be done in two ways: automatic hyphenation, and manual hyphenation.  (Manual hyphenation can be done two ways, too, but we'll just do it one way for the moment.)

The app keeps its finger at the space just before the word, and starts looking through the word for a hyphenation suggestion.  This is a little invisible "character", what it is exactly does not matter.  There are literally hundreds of invisible characters the app could use.  If there is one, then here's what it does. 

It considers the portion of the word just up to that invisible character, and decides whether there's space for that portion, plus a hyphen.  If there is, it puts that portion on the screen, and a hyphen,  and pops down to the next line, puts in another hyphen, and the remainder of the word, and continues with the next word!  As always, every character's appearance has to be looked up, but that's really not done by the app, but by the Android system. 

So the life of a device consists of a lot of lookups, and lighting up a lot of pixels, and calculation to decide whether a word will fit. 

The other manual method of Hyphenation is, instead of the author putting in these invisible hyphenation suggestions, the editor (not a person, but the word-processor) beeping when it comes to a long word, and waiting for the author to approve a place to break the word.

Not everyone will find this post interesting, but it's good to have an idea how devices really work, than to think of it as magic!

Thursday, June 29, 2023

Mismatched Face and Figure

This is just one more complaint in my never- ending series of complaints about popular graphic art as exemplified in uploads to Deviant Art (DA).  The DA site has hundreds of members ---it doesn't cost anything to join--- possibly thousands, and generalizing is not reasonable. 

The latest phenomenon I have observed is: some of the AI- generated images of women have young- looking faces---some looking as young as eight or nine years old--- and mature figures, with full breasts.  Unless one is on the lookout for this feature, one will not notice it.  The image looks quite attractive to the layman, but looks strangely wrong.

I personally don't like art depicting heavy- breastfed women; I'm not immediately happy to see D cups on fantasy art.  This is in contrast to what average young males prefer, which is 'big boobs'. Both types of mammaries are attractive, when the behavior, and the body motion and the expression and the personality are added in.  But whether you tend to prefer slim women,  or voluptuous women, neither kind is improved by giving its image the face of a juvenile. 

Tuesday, June 27, 2023

Writing Fiction About Elves

Writing (fiction) about fantastic creatures is not easy, if you want to be consistent.  I guess some authors just write any old how, without a care.  But this leads to contradictions. 

For instance, suppose in one chapter, your elf was able to become invisible.  If you forget this ability, you might have your elf get in trouble, getting cornered in an alley, for instance.  (If the elf could turn invisible, he could evade his attackers more easily.)

In my imagination,

  • Elves of both sexes are a little taller than humans, about seven inches on the average.  They're a little slimmer, and none of them are really heavy.  (So sue me.)
  • They can read your mind, if one happens to be touching you.  And you can read their mind, too. 
  • I made the elf in my story (I expect there's going to be more than one, but at the moment there's just one) a lacto- vegetarian; that is, she's strictly vegan, except that she eats milk products. 
  • My elf could change her appearance--- very slightly.  For instance, she could change the apparent length of her hair, how tall she appeared to be, her skin color, and the color of her eyes.  She changes her eye color from grey-green to brown, and her human companion had to warn her not to do that when humans are watching. 
  • They do have 'elf ears', but they don't stick out so long that they can't be hidden under hair.  (I think it's more exciting to imagine that there may be elves all around us, than to think that their ears are so huge that they can't be hidden!)
  • They are fascinated by infants, and love seeing them.  Some elf criminals kidnap human babies and there's a brisk underground traffic in human babies among elves.  This is because, for some reason, elves do not have many offspring. 
  • They love old things, such as old trees.  Just like humans, they love baby animals, and they can exchange thoughts with them--- with some difficulty.  They can also talk to trees.  A very limited exchange of ideas. 
  • They live twice as long as humans--- about 200 years.  They bond with a life partner, and it's a permanent bond.  If one partner dies, the other partner dies within a day. 
  • They have most of the fabrics common on earth; all the natural fabrics, except silk.  Somehow, they were careless with silkworms, and they all died off. 

I think I'll need more basic facts; I've already used some ... oh, I forgot; they can run faster, and jump higher than humans.  Also, occasional, intense exercise is better for them than regular daily exercise. 

So that's the basis of my story, Pretty Eyebrows, and I have some 72 pages written, and I have to get back to it.  Come to think of it,  the number of pages doesn't tell you much; I should tell you how many words!  I'll let you know. 

Kay H. B.

Sunday, June 25, 2023

Time to Bring Back the Natural Look in Popular Art

When I was a kid, the Natural Look was all the rage.  Women were abandoning the excessive eye makeup up of previous decades, and going without much makeup at all: just lip gloss.  The one place where makeup seemed to have a strangle hold was: comics, especially Manga. 

I have never visited Japan, and maybe I should.  Perhaps makeup lingered on there, as well; maybe Japanese women never abandoned makeup at all.  In their efforts to look more European, perhaps eye makeup was the biggest tool in their arsenal; even today, young women--- and even guys in the neighboring nation of Korea--- in Kpop bands, use tons of eyeliner, eyeshadow, and false eyelashes. 

(This is a topic for another day, but I have seen photographs of scores of Japanese girls wearing no eye makeup at all, who look wonderful, but maybe they have Caucasian ancestry, and maybe the makeup is used so cleverly that it's hard to spot.  I have had immense crushes on Japanese girls, who did not wear makeup; these were my buddies, and I could inspect them personally, so I knew.  But I was attracted to them because of their personalities,  which were deliciously quirky, but also very forthright but without being abrasive.  How I miss my grad school days!!!)

Eye makeup is huge among the very young: the post- millennial generations; sometimes the only makeup young girls wear is eye makeup.   But when young artists create images of their ideal girls, they often have incredibly heavy eyeliner.  A lot of the artists are guys, something I have deplored earlier, and---I don't want to start a gender war here, but in my experience guys often overdo things that girls have done with taste and restraint for years. 

On a side note: what's up with red eyeshadow???  Why do girls want to look like vampires?  (And do vampires wear red eyeshadow?  Given that they don't exist, it must be a convention, nothing more. )

Okay enough of this; makeup is kind of close to my heart, especially the makeup others wear.  I myself don't wear any, or just a touch of lip color. 

Mary-Kay Hemlock Brown

Friday, June 23, 2023

Why Princesses Are Underdressed

We don't know how this pattern of alien princesses being dressed in very skimpy clothing came about, but an early example of an author---who may have invested in "nubile" princesses as an easy way to increase sales---was Edgar Rice Burroughs.

In Tarzan and The Jewels of Opar, our boy Tarzan finally faces the princess of the--- well, the Opar gang---and she wants to sacrifice him, because, you know, she's also a priestess.  (They had no notion of separation of religion and state.)  But he gazed at her like John Belushi, and she just couldn't do it. 

Then, over to Mars, with John Carter.  The princess Dejah Thoris.  Her princessly livery was designed to display all her charms, and once John laid eyes on her, he forgot everything else.  In the book, she goes about wearing only jewelry.  In the movie, they put clothing on her.  But the ideas of princesses, on the one hand, and revealing clothes on the other, are now inextricably tied together, so that even the Lords of Anime feel obliged to have their female royalty show a lot of skin. 

If the original creator of the princessly character did not clothe her in minimal togs, the artists at my favorite 'art' site repair the omission, and clothe Zelda, the demure princess of the Zelda game, as sluttily as possible.  Generally speaking, most of the skimpiest costumes on the site are worn by the princesses; to be a princess means to be half naked.  The Union of Princesses ought to go on strike over this travesty.  (Are they unionized?  I doubt it.)

Kay

Monday, June 19, 2023

A Realization Long in the Coming

I joined DeviantArt long ago; initially I just wanted to find an artist who could deliver cover art for my ebooks, and meanwhile I would just enjoy the pictures.

Easier said than done.  Before long, I was criticizing the daily panoply of new art being uploaded by the members, and I soon began to appreciate the difficulties that serious critics face.  A big step in the right direction would be not to see the artwork in a personal way, which being pretty women 9/10 ths of the time is hard for me, and I just could not be objective about them.  I would see an image that was not very artistically done, but where the model was close to my personal ideal, and I would go gaga over it!  The right thing to do would have been to just skip it, but I just couldn't do that!  I just had to make some response. 

And that was before AI reared its goofy head.   Now practically all the images submitted are created by AI, and I don't even know exactly whom I'm reviewing: the software, or the software jockey?  I think I take myself far too seriously as a reviewer.  (Some of the other reviewers analyze the images at length; I certainly don't have the training for that.)  At this point, clearly, all I can do is to say: I like the image, or I don't like the image, and all they do with the information is sort of rank the image, so that they throw high-ranking images at people for longer than low- ranking ones.  That's all. 

In addition, some of those who upload images to DA promote their work so hard, it's offputting.  A true artist never says "Look at my absolutely fantastic image of this beautiful, sexy, cute girl!"  That these young artists feel they have to say things like that says something about the setup, and not a good thing. 

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[Added later:]  Another problem I've encountered is this: suppose someone uploads (to DeviantArt) a quite good representation of Anne Hathaway.  I'm not obliged to say anything; I would normally only say something if the piece is awesomely good.  Would I buy a canvas with this painting on it?  (Of course, now with almost every single image produced with AI, it's not worth buying any of these images.)  But it's Anne Hathaway, whom i like so much!!!  In short, should my feelings about the subject affect my rating?

Also, I had sworn to keep a firm lid on my hormones, and not gush like a fangirl over every beautiful image that is posted.  But just give minutes ago I did exactly that; I said something like "OMG, this girl is awesome!!!". Right on the website!  I'll never be able to show my face again, unless I take down that comment.  Do they let you take down your comments??

Kay H. B

Friday, June 16, 2023

Tanya Huff and Her Keepers

The title of this post sounds as though Tanya Huff belongs in a cage, but nothing's further from the truth; she's a perfectly respectable author from Eastern Canada, who has written a score of stories which have been very well received.  I'm in the middle of one; I seem to often be impelled to write about these while I'm just halfway through them, I don't know why.  One good consequence of that is that if the story ends unsatisfactory, at least I won't be discouraged from reviewing it.  (I don't review stories I don't like; it's not worth the effort.)

The present story---"Summon the Keeper"---is the first in a set of three (?) about the same characters.  It is about a youthful woman, who has paranormal powers, Claire, and her talking cat, Austin.  Austin comes across as the straight man, though that's not obvious, and Claire as the comic, though that's not obvious either.  A lot of the humor is the author's editorializing on the ongoing events, which is absolutely hilarious!  There is also an extremely sweet young man from Nova Scotia---or is it Newfoundland?--- who is so wonderful (and people from the maritime provinces are often the absolute salt of the earth, to begin with),, that I'm honestly scared to keep reading, for fear that the young man might be the Devil in disguise

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(Added later, after I finished reading the book)

No such luck; Dean remains true-blue to the end.  I have to say that the setup is fine as a springboard for at least three stories, with a host of characters with potential for hilarious cameos in future books!

I found my head spinning with all the Canuck jargon and inside jokes (and possibly 'Canuck' has a pejorative---er--- thing, when it is used by non-Canucks).  (Connotation!  That's the word.)

Anyway, two thumbs up, and all that.  And all the intimate moments don't just fade to black, they start out black, and get even blacker, which I appreciate. 

Kay

Doorjambs

I had always been taught that the vertical parts of a door frame---the thing you lean on, casually---is the door jamb.  And when I first learned the word it was from a book, so I assumed that the terminal 'b' was actually sounded, not silent, as in 'bomb', for instance.  I'm increasingly seeing the word spelled as 'jam', as though it were a preserve made out of doors; and I'm going to address the issue as though my prejudices were rock solid fact.  So that's another weird entry for our list of homonyms. 

I'm reading a promising book about a young lady who has magical powers, and an assistant who is a talking cat 🐈: Summon the Keeper, by Tanya Huff (1998 or thereabouts).  Tanya has a fun sense of humor, and I'm going to finish this one. 

Thursday, June 15, 2023

Promotional

Well, as many of you know, my stories on Smashwords are essentially free, except for a couple of them.  Well, they're having a sale, so the whole lot are free now.  With great forbearance, I refrain from taunting you as tightwads!  If you download any of these books, all will be forgiven.  The sale begins on July 1st.

Kay

Tuesday, June 13, 2023

My Feelings About My Creations

This is a subject I haven't talked about very much: what do I feel about these stories I have written; these characters I have invented?

For the longest time, I felt a little embarrassed about revealing too much about these things, because I felt that my anonymity was sort of fragile; would people recognize me from what I said?  Now it is clear that few if any readers have identified me, and the few who have aren't confronting me with it.  Anyway, as time goes on, I don't really care; I'd love to be able to be out and proud of my achievements (even if my fiction isn't as great as some other stories I have read).

Just last night I was reading something from Concerto*, and I was thinking how much I loved Helen Nordstrom.  Actually, it was the love for Helen that drove me to make the manuscript publishable in the first place.  Once it was published, I began to believe that Helen was not an easy person to love.  She was so focused on music, that ordinary readers--that is, those who were not as crazy about music as I was--would find Helen boring.  Well, I have done as much as I'm going to do to make her approachable; and now it's up to her. 

In the earliest (Helen) story, she was an innocent, naive kid of 15 (a little too young to be attending college, I know, now that I've taught college for a couple of years), who had fallen head over heels for Janet.  Once she got to college, she gradually began to notice other girls.  At first, she related better to kids younger than herself, as she was an assistant to Janet on the weekends, for when Janet conducted a summer tennis clinic. 

After a while, she made friends with Leila, a young dancer in Florida, and their relationship became physical; the first physical relationship outside Janet.  

The following year, Helen began to form physical relationships with several girls, which Leila could not tolerate, and I thought that this wasn't a good thing.  Then came Lalitha, a freshman from India, and that relationship became very serious, and lasted over twelve years, through amnesia, and adopting Gena and Alison.

Once Helen was in graduate school, her sexual adventures became a little embarrassing to me. I was torn between writing a permissive, promiscuous lifestyle for Helen, and a more restrained one that I could really get behind.  This brings us to Westfield, where Helen battles her instinct to give physical comfort to girls whom she likes, or loves, on one hand, and a more responsible conduct, suitable to a sedate college professor.  Still,  Helen winds up setting up a menage a trois, which I thought the plot needed, but I was embarrassed more than before.  This promiscuous behavior comes to a head in the summer of Helen's second year at Westfield, and then the Press turns on her, Helen has a terrible accident, and announces her retirement.  At this time, I felt more sorrowful about Helen than admiring.  The outrage in the story was over trivial things; Helen was behaving moderately well. <to be continued.>

Saturday, June 10, 2023

Avatar: The Way of etc.

Some friends and I watched the new Avatar sequel last weekend.  I realized how confusing it would be for someone faced with a large crowd of protagonists all at once (which I inflict on my readers sometimes); most of Jake's offspring-- Jake is the main male character, an earthman-- look like him, which means they're hard to tell from each other, except for the girls, and the youngest one (who is cute).  I just decided to stop worrying about the identity problem, and to go with the flow.  That simplified things for me a lot, except that one of the sons tended to need to be rescued pretty frequently. 

Of course, in the post- Star-Wars world we live in, movies need to have visuals that are suitably mechanically fancy, and when the Earthmen come barreling in, they come in vehicles that are big and frightening.  Meanwhile, the landscape has to be depicted as suitably alien, which results in occasionally crowded visuals.  The overall impression I got was of a movie that was both threatening (which the designers will be happy about), and cluttered.

I'm still battling my confusion about the characters, but I've become quite fond of the littlest Sully (Jake's little half-Navi girl), so I'm committed to watching the whole thing.  By the way, we decided to watch the movie over four days, not successive days either.

The native fauna--including whale-like creatures, who're very endearing--are just delightful, though they do contribute a lot to the clutter factor.  And of course, there are the dragons!  So much potential!  I hope some of it is realized!

More as we watch the rest. 

Kay

Friday, June 9, 2023

Illusive, vs. Elusive

Another pair of homonyms, that need to go into our list. 

Thursday, June 1, 2023

Transphobia

I have always been uncomfortable about the T in LGBTQ+; I keep thinking it isn't time to slide them in with the remaining Queer folks, and their rights and privileges.  (J.K. Rowling's discomfort about Trans folk is a cousin of my own, but I'm not ready to discuss it.). But I'm reading a book about a Trans lesbian, and I'm so sad that I might be lumped in with the people that this girl has reservations about.

In fact, in the story, she says that, growing up she was terrified that some homophobe would come at her with a baseball bat.  No, it isn't just trans people that I'm uncomfortable with, just for being trans.  I'm unhappy with parents who support their minor children in their insistence to become trans

Since I've formed my opinion, I'm reading that it's difficult for a person who has undergone puberty with the "undesired" gender, to successfully get hormone therapy once they're adults.  I'm still puzzling over how to reconcile this fact (if it is a fact, and a truly insurmountable problem) with my reservations.  But you can be assured that I'm not going to assault trans people (except possibly in self defense, if they get fresh with me).

I just wanted to put that out there, before I went back to reading my book.

Kay

Wednesday, May 31, 2023

BBBB, A New Book, and Cynical Styles

I have now read two stories---possibly by the same author---that are driven by time travel.  The time travel is a crucial feature in the stories, but they also contain lots of---what some of my friends call---magical reality.  Let me give you an outline of the plot, to illustrate.

A war champion from the middle ages is about to complete a secret mission to destroy an enemy, but is magically transported to the present day.  Once she is in, let that us say, NYC of 2015, she is taken into the home of a friendly historian, where she learns that, many centuries ago, a particular skirmish went the wrong way.  She befriends a powerful magician, who returns her to the precise place, and point in time from where she was brought forward, but she's now armed with new skills and information that enable her to make things turn out differently.

There are lots of logical problems with these sorts of stories, but they're fun to read.  Furthermore, they acquaint us with little-known characters from the past.

Now for my gripe with BBBB: big-breasted blonde blue-eyed girls.

Behind the fetishes of some artists (let's not even talk about AI for this post), is the fact that modern fashions are cynical in their very nature.

I first came to notice the phenomenon that I'm trying to describe some decades ago.  In the past, those of us who wear bras were anxious to keep the bra-straps hidden.  We basically had to constantly push them into our tops.  A few years later, they began to sell blouses that were designed so that the bra-straps were quite visible.  Of course, some gals kept fiddling with their bra-straps just to draw attention to them.  Soon, though, 'strappy' outfits were invented, with many more straps than the garment actually needed, because it was observed that guys found straps that went over the shoulder very sexy.  Of course, what guys find sexy is what (clothing manufacturers think, or know) women want to wear!

I have to confess that I too, to some extent, feel a certain thrill when a girl's bra is visible.  But it just feels wrong when girls intentionally wear a translucent blouse, designed to show off a lacy bra beneath.

To top it all, girls tend to scowl at anyone they catch eyeing the more salacious features of their costume.  The message is: yes, I'm dressing sexy, but it's not for you.

Kay