Ira Glass on the creative process

I've seen this before, but just came across it again after a long time. It's worth sharing here in case you haven't seen it. Watch it. Take it to heart.

Your most valuable running advice

I don't think I've ever shared this here before, and I'm not sharing it now for sympathy. I'm doing it to explain some of the motivations for what I want to ask about.

I'm a Type 2 diabetic. I know I'm not alone, and I know that a large part of the responsibility for my situation sits squarely on my shoulders. I was dealt a pretty lousy hand by nature -- all the things that help lead to Diabetes run in my family. But I also did myself no favors by eating lousy food at late hours. And a lot of it.

For years I worked in the newspaper industry. That meant late nights at the office and late night stops at the drive thru. And when I ordered at those drive thrus I didn't just order a couple things. No, I ordered another full dinner. Burritos and cheeseburgers at midnight or later do your body no favors. That combined with a sedentary lifestyle led my weight to balloon. I was close to, if not over, 300 pounds for a while.

I don't have any proof, but I suspect that those years of eating four big meals a day -- including one as late as I was eating it -- and gaining a lot of weight accelerated my path down this course. My body became insulin resistant quicker. I got to my diagnoses of diabetic faster than I should have.

But that's where I am now. I have lost a lot of weight over the past few years, thanks in large part to Gina. Still, I take a lot of pills in the mornings. I don't want to take them anymore. So I've been trying to eat like they say I should and also trying to exercise. The food I feel pretty comfortable with. The exercise not as much.

I've chosen to start running. I'm actually enjoying it when I do it, something that's never happened to me before when it comes to running.

Thing is, I don't know anything about form or breathing or any of those things that would make me a better runner. I can search for the answer to those questions. Where you come in, though, I want to know from you runners all of the things that you wish'd you'd known before you started running What's something that someone should have told you? Help me out here.

The History of Comic Con

I've never been to Comic Con. Until the last few years, I really had never had any interest. That's where the pop culture world is this week. Apparently, the thing has a long and interesting history. Including Star Wars in 1977. Check it out.

Thoughts from 30,000 feet Part One

Left for a very short business trip yesterday morning. Fly back to Dallas today. If you follow me on Twitter you knew that. (You do follow me on Twitter, right? @JarrettRush.) I was tweeting the things I was seeing while I waited at the gate before we left Dallas, but, being a good traveler, I turned off my phone once I got on the plane. That meant no tweets. It didn't, however, mean no observations. Boy, did I have observations. And lucky for you, I had a notebook. That meant I could write these down. What follows is an almost stream-of-consciousness set of things I would have tweeted had the opportunity been there. This is the first half of my flight out of town. I'll post the second half later this week. Come fly with me.

Definition of a jerk: The guy in the exit row who still feels the need to lean his seat back.

Kudos to you, man, for holding firm when the young girl batted her eyes and tried to swap her middle seat for your aisle. Stay strong.

It's a drink cart. Don't get mad at the flight attendant if they don't have your favorite obscure regional soda as an option.

Apple juice is something I only drink away from home. Either at a hotel or on a plane. I don't think I've bought any for home in years.

This engaged couple next to me seems very nice. And she seems VERY excited about planning her wedding.

If you have to stand up to allow someone to get back in their seat there are other directions you can face so that your crotch isn't at my eye level, dude.

I've decided I like the young business man across the aisle from me. We haven't said a word to each other, but I think outside of here we could be friends. He's been incredibly patient with the spiky-haired kid next to him.

America, we have a weight problem. Entirely too many of you are hitting me with your bellies as you pass me to get to the restroom.

Speaking of restrooms. Do bladders shrink in flight? Is that something scientific? It's the only explanation for the number of people getting up to pee.

OK, I kind of have to pee.

The flight attendants take no guff. Now do you understand that they have no snacks? "You can keep asking me each time I pass, but that doesn't change the situation." Boom.

The lengths I will go to to contort my body so you can't lean you seat back surprises even me. I had no idea I was this flexible.

As long as we have an airline industry we'll have USA Today. The other regional newspapers may die, but there will always be a captive audience for McPaper.

OK, I think young businessman is using he on-board wifi to check his profile on the company website.

I once read something that said we take twice as long to leave a parking space as we take to pull in. Something about ownership and how we  feel it once we are in the spot and that makes us hesitant to give it up. That rule is double for airplane restrooms.

And, yes, I just had to use the restroom. So ashamed.

Six Million Dollar Horse

How do you make the world's coolest -- and creepiest -- robot better? You give it a throwing arm that actually looks like a head and mouth. The guys at Boston Dynamics have built the Six Million Dollar Horse. Happy Friday, everyone.

The Americans on FX. Watch it. It's good.

(Pleas watch this. I like it, and that usually means a new show isn't long for this world.)

I don't know what to say beyond the headline. I just finished FX's new show The Americans. It's a 1980s-set spy drama told from the perspective of a pair of married KGB agents in Washington D.C. The first episode set up the rest of the series very well, and the show uses Fleetwood Mac's Tusk perfectly. Apparently I'm not the only one who thought so. The commenters on the YouTube video below say the same thing.

Unanimated animation

Unanimated isn't the write word, but I can't figure out a better way to describe this, but I had to share this very cool video.  I love unique storytelling. This is unique storytelling. It's part comic book and part animated movie, except there's no animation.
UPDATE: We are hearing reports that this is called a motion comic. That's so painfully obvious I should have just been able to guess it.




Productivity update
My small writer's group met last weekend, and we each set some goals. For two of us it was all about the writing. For me, it was about finishing the first part of the the second Chasing Filthy Lucre book by the next time we meet. I don't see that being a problem. I've got another week to do it and have written roughly 1,000 words this week. Not my goal, but I'm happy with anything.

I've got the fist part of the story outlined and it's made writing it so much easier. I added a wrinkle of subplot after I created the initial outline, but I think it makes the story better. It puts a little meat on the bones.

The other guy with a productivity goal was shooting for a page a day. I'm hoping he makes it. I'm going to try and send emails to everyone to encourage them to keep working. Productivity has never been a strong point for any of us. Hopefully, some between-meeting encouragement will help.

That's it for today. This one's short. See you on Monday.

My notebook sickness

I'm a writer, so it should be no surprise that I have a bit of an addiction to notebooks. I love paper and pens, always have. A clean sheet of paper and a smooth-writing pen. Two of my favorite things.

I love buying notebooks. Love cool covers. Love heavy paper. While Gina and I were out celebrating the anniversary of our first date we saw these notebooks with covers of classic harboiled novels on them. We bought one of each.

Then a few weeks later I found this one while looking for something for Gina.

(I carry this with me every day, but I haven't written one word in it.)

But here's the thing. As much as I like notebooks, I don't like writing in them. There's something about putting pen to those pages that jams me up. I feel some obligation to fill these cool notebooks with quality material.

I don't know if it's that they are a little more expensive than something that's spiral-bound that makes me feel like I can't just put random thoughts in them or what.

Am I the only one with this affliction? Please, someone else admit it so I don't feel alone.

What sci fi books do you recommend?

There are times as an author that I don't fee very well read. It's kind of embarrassing the number of books, both classic and otherwise, that I haven't read. I'm thinking more about the science fiction genre here rather than crime, but it really applies to both.

I want to be better read. I want to be able to have conversations about classic works with other readers and writers, but I don't feel like I can.

It was this article at io9 that made me think of this. If they were to ask me what great sci fi novel I wished I'd written I wouldn't really have an answer for them.

So, I'm turning to you, my loyal readers (You are there, aren't you? I'm not just shouting into the darkness here, am I?).  What science fiction books would you recommend? I'm thinking classics here, but they don't have to be. Just recommend something you liked.

Productivity Update
This isn't the best week to ask about this. I don't have an exact figure, because that would probably depress me. But I know I missed my goal. I did get some writing done one night, but not enough. So, let's just move on, shall we?

More help with Reunion and Scouts
Even though I didn't get a lot of writing done, I did do a lot of thinking about Reunion and Scouts. They just aren't selling. I've changed the covers. I've changed the blurbs. I don't know what to do with them, honestly. Right now -- and this may be the best idea -- I am thinking that I should pull them down, give them some rewrites, new titles, and then post them again when I have the other episodes in the serial story written and ready to publish. There are four other stories to tell in this "season." That's how I've always thought about these. And since serials are becoming kind of a thing right now, I'd like to get these fixed and back out there.

As for edits, I think the stories need to be a little bit crazier. I think more may need to happen in Reunion. I think it does a good job of setting up the characters and the world, but it may need to have the crazy turned up some. Honestly, it may need more dead bodies. Same thing can be said for Scouts.

I'm also playing with new titles. Reunion may become Lincoln Lady. And Scouts may become Three Dog Night. The one word titles obviously aren't working even if I liked them.

To help me figure out if I'm on the right track, I'd like your help. If you'd be willing to read either or both Reunion and Scouts and let me know what you think, I'd be glad to give you a free copy. These stories went through several drafts and multiple beta readers, but maybe they all missed something. I'd love to know what others think. So, if you'd want a free copy of either story, leave a comment letting me know that. Or email me and let me know. My email address is under the Contact Me tab at the top. I'll send you whatever electronic format plays nicest with whatever equipment you have. And my thanks in advance.

The inspiration of underground bacon

I know that I promised we'd talk about notebooks today, but I've changed my mind. If you've come here with the expectation of notebook talk, I truly apologize. We will get to it some day, maybe next Monday. But it is coming. I've already written the post, and I'm not one to waste my words. However, I stumbled across this video of a guy in Chicago who makes underground bacon and thought it was something that needed to be shared.

Wait. What? Underground bacon? Yes. There are rules and regulations that prohibit him from selling his craft bacon commercially, so he doesn't. He does it underground, hand selling to friends and family.

Anyway, there was something about his spirit of going it alone and doing it yourself that I really identified with. The video is only a few minutes long, but it's worth watching.



You can read the little lead in that the folks at Alternative Apparel's Common Thread blog wrote by clicking here. They also have some pretty screen captures of the bacon cooking process if you're into that kind of thing.