Cassie Alexander writing on Jay Lake’s “Tub of Improvement.” This is the best explanation to the “hey, I sold 1/2/3 stories and now nothing for months/years/forever, what gives?”-problem I’ve ever read. Read More
Not blind faith. This business is way too influenced by luck for that. Not a realistic assessment of your chances. Your chances are way too uncertain for that. Hope.
Hope is the feeling that you could achieve something with a bit of luck, with a bit of skill, with a bit of perseverance. Hope is the feeling that what you do matters, that you can influence the world around you in a positive way. Hope is what makes life in uncertain times possible. It doesn’t really matter what your business is, how uncertain it is, or what you’re writing, or creating, or hoping for.
You need hope simply to survive. Read More
Batteries from air. Long term storage at 60% efficiency using off-the-shelf OEM components. So-long rare earth metals. So-long lithium. Welcome New Glorious Age of Eco-Aquarius. Read More
I lost 30,000 words today. Almost.
I didn’t actually lose them. It was more like I beat them to death with a blunt hammer and then had to cut them away from my conscience.
It started out with a pretty great idea. Kids in an abandoned space junkyard trying to get to the stars. And it played along pretty nicely. I liked the setting. I liked the characters.
And then, around the 20,000 word mark, I realized the characters are whiny brats who won’t start acting and just keep on reacting as little as they can. The story called for outcasts with skills. And here we had high school juves with issues.
Now, outcasts works for high school juves, but issues don’t. Outcasts with issues that just boring. It’s Batman sitting on a roof edge contemplating his miserable life while Crime Happens. Elsewhere.
That doesn’t work in an adventure story. Read More
For fishing geeks: what happens when you put an underwater camera on your fishing rig. Also: perch are crazy jealous. Read More
I’m switching web hosts, and nothing is working.
The problem is that I’ve changed the domain registrar, the people who make sure this web site is in the global internet address book, together with my web host. Unfortunately, the address change hasn’t spread to the rest of the internet.
So whenever someone types wiltgren.com into the browser, they’re being directed to my old web host instead of my new web host.
It’s a very minor thing. Just a little switch of direction. And yet, it make everything I do flawed. Read More
Hank Green, as in John Green’s brother, as in the brother of the GreenLit-king, as in, well, you get the point. He’s talking about something that I’ve had trouble with, perfectionism, and not doing anything because I can’t go all the way. Well, 80% FTW, baby! Read More
In my day job, I do a lot of zoom meetings, and every time, I’m struck by how similar people look on zoom.
You can get 20 images, side by side in a big grid. 20 faces looking back at you. And they all frown. Every single one.
Granted, I’m from Sweden and Swedes are a bit of a dour people. We don’t have that compulsory, smiling thing that they do in Japan, or that big “I love everything in the world is great”-thing they do in the USA.
But still, I’ve spoken to people from other countries on zoom, and they don’t look much happier than I do. Read More
Luck? Or work? Veritasium proves that it’s both, and not only that, but you need to believe it’s only work, or your luck won’t help. Read More
I like to fool myself that I’ve got a fairly decent sense time. This, of course, is utter hogwash.
Humans live in relative time. We simply do not know how time passes, we can’t feel it, can’t predict it. And it’s doing pretty weird things to our sense of self, or rather our sense of accomplishment. Read More